Chapter 473: Living Ground??

The few Black-robed Men near Bai Hong were fine; they were only sent flying and spat out two mouthfuls of blood.

The Black-robed Man who was struck was not so lucky.

The Black-robed Man who was hit instantly had a large hole blown through his body, blood gushed out like a fountain, and his entire person crashed heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string, struggling a few times before falling silent.

Seeing this, the surrounding Black-robed Men were filled with shock and fear, all looking at Bai Hong, the culprit behind this scene, not daring to utter a single word.

However, Bai Hong felt nothing about killing a Black-robed Man; to him, if they died, they died, there was nothing to regret.

Furthermore, there were other reasons at play; Bai Hong now not only wanted to kill to vent his anger but also suspected that the Black-robed Men accompanying him had been infiltrated.

Now, he trusted no one but himself, so in his eyes, everyone had to die; only then could they clear their names.

As long as you die, you are my teammate—this logic is very Black-robed Man!

Moreover, Bai Hong did not stop after throwing that punch from behind him; instead, he leaped up and positioned himself above everyone.

Bai Hong’s face was full of ferocity and madness, his eyes filled with killing intent, without the slightest hesitation or delay, he directly launched an indiscriminate attack downwards.

Streaks of fierce attacks swept downwards like surging tides; wherever they passed, the air vibrated with a buzzing sound.

The ground instantly became chaotic; the Black-robed Men below were also terrified by this sudden attack, their faces changing drastically, and they frantically dodged.

Some hastily used movement techniques, flying sideways; others quickly raised their shields, attempting to block the powerful attacks.

And those who had not yet reacted were hit by Bai Hong’s attacks, letting out screams before falling down, many instantly turning to dust under the fierce onslaught.

However, some stronger Black-robed Men quickly gathered their strength to resist, generating layers of ripples to dissolve Bai Hong’s impact.

As the attacks continued, the scene was thrown into disarray, dust flying and smoke billowing.

Bai Hong stood high in the sky, coldly observing everything below, his eyes devoid of any pity.

He had only one thought in his mind: to eradicate those rats at all costs, even if it meant accidentally harming his own people.

In his opinion, even if his attacks couldn’t kill the opponents, they could force them out.

After all, he had seen Mario and the other three, and he felt no threat from them; his previous attacks would have at least crippled them if not killed them.

But the crucial point was that Mario had already been put into Liang Yu’s backpack, and besides Liang Yu, the hidden old fox, everyone else on the scene was Bai Hong’s own person.

Liang Yu, hiding in the air nearby, was also stunned when he saw Bai Hong slaughtering the Black-robed Men.

He even suspected that Bai Hong was an imperial spy sent to the Wu Shen Cult, as he couldn’t think of a reason for Bai Hong to attack his own people.

However, this didn’t matter; on the contrary, it was what Liang Yu wanted to see; there was no difference between him killing those Black-robed Men and Bai Hong doing so.

He only wanted a result: those Black-robed Men dead, as long as they died, that was fine; he didn’t care about Bai Hong stealing kills.

Conversely, Bai Hong’s action of attacking his own people also made Liang Yu discover a problem.

He had previously noticed the matter of inexplicably disappearing Black-robed Men corpses.

Just now, Bai Hong had killed many Black-robed Men, naturally leaving behind numerous corpses.

Liang Yu watched Bai Hong’s indiscriminate slaughter from a safe position, while most of his attention was focused on those corpses.

As he carefully observed the corpses, he surprisingly found that several of them were disappearing at an extremely fast rate.

His heart was startled, realizing that this might be the truth behind the previous mysterious disappearance of bodies.

After observing several times, he finally discovered that the corpses were not disappearing at all, but rather being eaten.

Liang Yu’s eyes widened, staring intently at the area of ground that seemed to possess an endless devouring power.

Just now, those corpses vanished in the blink of an eye, as if the ground were an invisible, gaping maw, greedily swallowing everything into its belly.

Originally, he had thought that the corpses were being decomposed by something, which was why they disappeared so quickly.

Who would have thought they were being eaten by the ground?

The scattered corpses on the ground, in the blink of an eye, the parts of the corpses touching the ground lost several centimeters in thickness.

To give a simple example:

If you place a one-meter-long stick on the ground, in the time it takes you to just blink, the stick will only be seventy centimeters long.

Understanding this, cold sweat seeped from his forehead, sliding down his cheeks, and his hands unconsciously clenched.

Images of the devoured corpses kept flashing in his mind, and various terrifying thoughts surged like a tide.

He had been too careless, and fortunately, he discovered it early, otherwise, he might have fallen victim as well.

Liang Yu didn’t believe that this ground would merely eat corpses; there must be other dangers present.

Perhaps for now, the ground only eats corpses because certain conditions haven’t been met; once those conditions are met, it might even actively attack living people.

The most crucial point was that Liang Yu didn’t actually believe it was the ground eating those corpses.

His intuition told him there was a secret beneath the ground.

After discovering the strangeness of the ground, he also used his Emperor Magnetic Field to investigate, but this time, the investigation found no problems at all.

However, for such a strange ground to have no problems, that was the biggest problem of all.

As a result, ever since he discovered this, Liang Yu dared not land on the ground at all.

Because not far in front of him was Bai Hong, also floating in the air like him.

Although he now appeared somewhat fatigued, Liang Yu observed that he would rather remain in the air than rest below.

The beginning of all this stemmed from his indiscriminate attack, which claimed the lives of many Black-robed Men.

From this, it can be inferred that this Bai Hong definitely knows the inside story.

The other party is not as simple as he appears on the surface.

The unknown beneath the ground might be his final trump card; it’s clear that to force him out, the other party has disregarded all consequences.

At the same time, Liang Yu glanced at the thirty-six white jade pillars quietly lying in the grid of his backpack, perhaps there truly was some shocking secret within.

As for the secrets within, he would explore them later; for now, he had to deal with this mess.

Whether Liang Yu acted or not, the other Black-robed Men were doomed to die; from the killing intent emanating from Bai Hong, it was clear he had no intention of letting anyone on the scene escape.

So, the main problem now was how to deal with Bai Hong; keeping him alive or killing him outright was quite a headache for him.

After all, he leaned more towards keeping him alive; his main objective for this trip was to see if he could find a way to close the abyss gate, and he hadn’t forgotten that.