Chapter 362: Awakening the Monster

And those thick vines grew from the edges of this Blood Pool.

They were like the limbs of a giant monster, twisted and winding, with the sticky residue of the Blood Pool still clinging to their surfaces, shimmering with an eerie glow in the dim light, spreading out from the Blood Pool and occupying the entire space, continuously extending outwards.

Looking at the footage from the drone, Liang Yu started to laugh, his laughter sudden and echoing in the Mountain Cave.

Hearing Liang Yu’s laughter, the vines seemed to be stimulated by it.

The Blood Pool reacted, continuously bubbling with dense air, and the vines began to dance wildly, rapidly climbing towards the direction of the drone.

Liang Yu, however, was not flustered at all; he calmly controlled the drone to ascend.

Yet, the vines seemed to have eyes, intertwining and weaving into a large net that lunged into the air.

Just as they were about to catch the drone, Liang Yu pressed a button in the void, and the drone released a strong electrical pulse.

The current quickly spread along the vines; the struck vines emitted a burnt smell and trembled violently.

But more vines surged forth continuously, seemingly completely unafraid of this attack.

And his surroundings were now also encircled by vines; due to the protection of his armor, the vines stopped one foot in front of Liang Yu, slowly coiling into a cocoon.

On the other side, in the Blood Pool, countless vines once again surrounded the drone.

Liang Yu’s lips curved slightly upwards, and he pressed another button with a backhand, causing the drone to launch several small incendiary bombs.

The flames generated by the incendiary bomb explosions instantly engulfed large sections of vines; the blood-red vines struggled and writhed in the flames.

But just after the drone finished dropping the incendiary bombs, a vine lashed out like a whip, directly knocking the drone down into the Blood Pool below.

The last image Liang Yu saw was something emerging from the Blood Pool.

With the drone destroyed, Liang Yu didn’t linger; a teleportation brought him back to the fork in the road.

Upon arriving at the entrance, he saw several people armed with weapons stealthily entering the right passage; it was obvious they had heard the commotion from that side and gone to investigate.

Liang Yu narrowed his eyes, looking at the left path; the situation was now very clear.

The left side was the trap set for him, which meant the man from the Zen Temple was also part of the trap.

Thinking of that man, he shook his head, not intending to implicate him; Liang Yu could tell the man wasn’t acting.

The other party didn’t need to bribe the man to make him believe; it was actually very simple: take the man’s daughter, then have a ‘passerby’ conveniently provide him with crucial clues, guiding him to the Zen Temple.

Although the other party dared not enter the Zen Temple to seize people, arranging a guest next to him was a simple matter.

Liang Yu dared to say that the space inside the left passage should be very large, with at least dozens, possibly even hundreds, of people ambushing there, just waiting for him to take the bait.

Liang Yu stood at the fork in the road, pondered for a moment, and decided to abandon those formalities, not intending to reveal himself to confront them.

Since they wanted to wait for him, he would let them wait; arriving not far ahead of the fork, Liang Yu looked around and felt the location was suitable.

After rummaging through his backpack for a while, he found suitable steel plates; regardless of size or weight, they were perfectly suited.

He released five or six steel plates from his backpack at once, directly blocking the path to the entrance.

Each steel plate weighed ten tons; Liang Yu didn’t believe they could move or penetrate these steel plates.

Moreover, a certain kind-hearted person, whose name was unknown, fearing that the area around the door-blocking steel plates would be dug out, specifically reinforced them by a tiny bit.

After cutting off the retreat, he had several large cans marked with hazardous materials piled beside him; Liang Yu took out and put on his gas mask.

He directly opened the Hydrogen sulfide in the cans; the Hydrogen sulfide gas quickly spread, and its pungent smell filled the entire passage.

Liang Yu turned and walked towards the left passage; he knew the enemies were waiting for him there, but he would not act according to their plan.

He entered in stealth, while also being vigilant for any traps that might appear on the way.

When he reached the middle of the passage, he found some strange runes on the left wall; upon closer inspection, he realized that these were a part of the tadpole script he had recorded from the Sutra Depository.

Liang Yu crouched down to study them carefully, intending to examine the original tadpole script, when he heard movement behind him.

The people who had gone to the right were desperately running inwards, occasionally looking back; a group of blood-red vines followed closely behind them.

Behind those vines, a figure was faintly discernible; Liang Yu’s eyelids twitched, wondering if that thing was the culprit that shot down the drone.

And the vines ahead seemed to have sniffed out their prey, chasing after the crowd frantically.

Seeing this, Liang Yu temporarily put aside his research into the tadpole script and quickly left his spot; although he was in stealth, he wasn’t ethereal, and the vines’ offensive would definitely affect him.

He and that group of people quickly rushed into the open space at the end of the left passage; inside, as Liang Yu had expected, not only was the space wide, but there were also many cages, and many of them held Indigenous people.

The Indigenous people who had been ambushing and waiting for Liang Yu all fled in disarray upon seeing the Blood-colored monster; they fled deeper into the space.

However, facing the pleas for help from the imprisoned Indigenous people in the cages, those who were fleeing completely ignored them, instead looking at them with a hint of mockery in their eyes.

After all, these people were food for that monster; giving them time to delay now could be considered making the best use of them.

After they fled, the Blood-colored monster, carrying its vines, walked into this area.

Looking at the Indigenous people in the cages all over the ground, the Blood-colored monster spread its vines everywhere, as if unfolding a domain.

The vines within the domain came to the side of the cages; those Indigenous people, looking at the vines so close, had already prepared themselves for death.

And the vines, like sharp arrows, pierced into the chests of the Indigenous people; the other few vines exerted force, and the cage trapping this person was destroyed.

This Indigenous person, whose body was pierced, was then sent before the Blood-colored monster.

At this moment, a longbow appeared in Liang Yu’s hand; he aimed at the monster, but his right hand, drawing the bow, remained motionless for a long time.

After thinking for a while, he put away the longbow, deciding not to interfere with this matter.

The severely wounded Indigenous person was sent before the Blood-colored monster; perhaps knowing he was about to die, he now had the thought of resisting.

He knew it was useless, but he wanted to make this monster pay a small price before he died.