Yang Xu didn't say a word on the way to the west sea outpost.
The fact that there was an outsider who could speak Chinese was far beyond Yang Xu's expectations. It made him think of many things.
Was it a coincidence, or was there something else?
Why would anyone understand Chinese?
Was it because someone had been here before or because someone had just arrived?
How did they come here? What was the connection between this place and earth?
His thoughts were a mess, and he had no clue.
That was all the information that the Qing Qiu Zi Yue could provide.
Without more information, he naturally couldn't figure it out.
The only way to get an answer was to meet those so-called outsiders.
Therefore, Yang Xu didn't delay and directly led the army to the west sea outpost.
From broken rock cliff to the west sea outpost, one had to walk along the blood river that flowed from the mountain range, go east for a dozen miles, then cross the mountains and turn Northwest for a dozen miles. Only then could one reach the west sea outpost.
This blood-red river originated from a blood-red mountain in the deep mountains.
The mountain wasn't tall, only four to five hundred meters. In this vast wilderness, it was considered an unremarkable little dot, and it was extremely difficult to discover it if it was hidden in the mountains.
The entire mountain was blood-red, different from the red of ordinary rocks. It was as if it had been doused with blood and had not dried up yet. The blood was sparkling and exuded a pungent bloody smell.
The river water seeped out from the blood-colored cliff.
They formed a river at the foot of the mountain and flowed into the vast ocean.
Therefore, this river was named the blood River in the Great Xu nation, which was easy to understand.
The Blood River wasn't very wide. The widest part was a dozen meters, and the narrowest part was only three or four meters.
Apart from its strange color, this river looked no different from any other ordinary river. But thinking that way would be a grave mistake.
A hundred meters around the blood river, it was dead silent.
Although the vegetation was lush and growing even better than in other areas, it was as if a special power had been applied to it.
However, there were no living creatures in the dense primitive forest, not even the sound of insects!
It was like a dead zone!
Late at night, the dense forest was even darker.
The army cautiously walked along the riverbank and lit torches to prevent predators from falling from the sky. The number of torches was limited.
Fortunately, the soldiers in the army had sharp ears and eyes, especially the Qing Qiu fox clan and the azure bird tribe. They could see their surroundings as clearly as a human night vision device.
Although the merfolk race did not have such good vision, they were born with an incredible perception of water and could use the water to sense the surrounding environment. Even if they closed their eyes in this damp coastal area, it did not affect their perception of the surrounding environment.
In the end, Yang Xu was the one who felt awkward in such an environment.
But as the king, this was not a problem.
This was because the king enjoyed special privileges. He had an army clearing the way in front and guards behind him.
He was accompanied by candlelight and beautiful women.
Well, it would be better if this beauty could be a little further away.
Qing Qiu Zi Yue almost stuck to Yang Xu as she walked, wishing she could hang herself on Yang Xu and become his accessory.
Of course, Yang Xu refused.
He strongly rejected it.
Qing Qiu Zi Yue was fully clad in metal armor, and her weapons were a two-meter-long metal hammer and a heavy metal shield. All of this equipment added up to more than a thousand pounds. Only a fox like Qing Qiu Zi Yue could use it. If it were someone else, they wouldn't even be able to lift it.
Qing Qiu Zi Yue bumped into Yang Xu's arms repeatedly, and it felt terrible to the touch.
After all, who would like metal armor?
It was cold.
It was hard.
Along the way, Yang Xu glared at the silly fox, but the fox, immersed in spending time with the king, didn't care.
Yang Xu sighed and gave up on resisting.
However, even though they were advancing so carefully, the army still encountered strange things that they had never encountered before.
Strange figures floated out of the initially calm blood river as night fell.
They only had an upper body, and their lower body seemed hidden under the river, but it also seemed like they didn't have a lower body at all.
Their appearance and shape were very similar to the soldiers of the Great Xu nation who walked by the river.
However, their faces were ferocious and terrifying, and their eyes seemed to have been dug out, leaving only two bloody black holes.
These blood-colored ghostly figures were covered in blood. They slowly flowed along their blood-colored clothes and into the blood river. They were like vengeful spirits who had died tragically and had come to claim their lives. They let out choking sounds that seemed to be crying and laughing simultaneously.
The voice had a special magic that made people feel depressed and angry more easily!
These blood-red ghostly figures floated on the surface of the river, staring at the soldiers of the Great Xu nation walking on the shore through the bloody holes without eyeballs.
Gusts of cold wind blew. It was clearly a hot summer day, but it gave people the feeling that they had fallen into the middle of winter.
It was bone-chilling!
This was the first time Yang Xu had seen such a strange scene.
He stood on the gravel bank, looking at the bloody ghostly figures in the blood river, frowning. Even though he was used to seeing strange things, he could not help but feel a chill down his spine when this blood-red ghostly figure stared at him.
This thing was too strange.
Looking at the strange blood-red river, Yang Xu thought of a not-so-beautiful legend-the Santu River!
It was said that in the underworld, there was a three-way river that ran through the underworld. If the dead wanted to be reincarnated, they had to cross the three-way river. However, this river had a magical power that could erode souls. The more evil a soul was, the lower the possibility of crossing the river. The souls trapped in the three-way river would suffer eternal torment and would never have a chance to escape.
Yang Xu did not know what was going on in the blood river, but if he wanted to live long in the wilderness, he had to control his curiosity.
Creatures with too much curiosity would not live long!
"Your Majesty, do you want me to go and catch two?" Qing Qiu Zi Yue looked at the strange blood shadow on the blood river with a burning gaze.
This was also the first time she had seen the river of blood in the middle of the night. She knew that the river of blood had such a change in the middle of the night.
Qing Qiu Zi Yue held a giant metal shield half the height of a man in her left hand and a heavy metal hammer as tall as a man in her right hand. She was like a husky who had found a new toy, full of eagerness to try it out.
She couldn't wait to show off in front of Yang Xu and show off the results of her training.
Yang Xu did not glare at her this time. He raised his hand and knocked Qing Qiu Zi Yue's forehead. This silly fox only knows how to make him worry. Who knew what the hell that thing was and its ability, yet she still dared to rush up foolishly.
The word 'danger' did not exist in this silly fox's dictionary.
Yang Xu glared at the expectant Qing Qiu Zi Yue and scolded in a low voice, "Silly fox, have you forgotten what I taught you?"
Qing Qiu Zi Yue sensed Yang Xu's anger and pouted her pink cherry-like lips in disappointment. She weakly replied, "Oh…"
As she said this, she lowered her head in disappointment, and she slightly raised fox ears became soft.
She had been waiting for a chance to show off to Yang Xu.
"Your Majesty," Yun Xiao landed in front of Yang Xu and looked at the ghostly figure in the blood river with a frown.
The azure bird race had magical powers and was very sensitive to wind power.
The wind whistled past, penetrating the ghostly figures on the blood river, giving Yun Xiao an extremely ominous feeling.
It was indescribable.
It was as if someone had seen through everything.
It was also as if he had seen an endless abyss that he could never see the bottom of as if it was going to swallow him. That terrifying feeling far exceeded the fear he felt when facing the sphinxes.
Yang Xu waved his hand, looked away from the blood-red ghost on the river, and said, "Leave the river, be careful."
"Yes, your majesty," Yun Xiao accepted the order and spread his wings to leave.
The order was quickly passed down.
Yang Xu only let out a sigh of relief when the army left the blood river and headed Northwest. He also ensured that the blood-red ghost had not left the blood river.
This strange thing had once again refreshed his understanding of the wilderness.
The journey after that was very smooth, and they didn't encounter any other strange situations. Occasionally, they would encounter some hunters that moved at night, but the army could easily deal with them.
When Yang Xu arrived at the west sea outpost, it was already one or two O'clock midnight.
The army's return made the deserted west sea outpost suddenly lively.