A sergeant stood there, listened to the two people as they reported their names, and led them to a spot right next to the bullock cart on the right side.
A few friends who had been chatting well with Li Yuanhe watched as the two walked to an inner circle spot.
Around the bullock cart's inner circle, there were only eight spots.
It was still early, and the two of them briefly organized their sleeping bags and ground mats before sitting on the sleeping bags.
Li Yuanhe looked around and whispered, "Thanks to you."
"Third Brother, you're being too formal, there's probably not much use," Zhou Leng said.
"Hey, you've really made something of yourself," Li Yuanhe said with a gratified expression.
"Let's try cultivation," Zhou Leng said.
Li Yuanhe nodded.
The two sat cross-legged on their sleeping bags, closed their eyes, and started circulating their True Qi.
The rest of the nearby people were doing the same, all sitting and manipulating Qi.
Others looked at these individuals and sighed inwardly, only able to slightly adjust their mat and sleeping bag positions to get a little closer.
After an hour, one after another, people stopped meditating, shook their heads, and crawled into their sleeping bags.
Two hours later, Li Yuanhe opened his eyes, glanced at the five-meter-high giant object wrapped in thick canvas on the vehicle, and sighed softly.
He saw Zhou Leng was still meditating, so he quietly crawled into his sleeping bag and closed his eyes to sleep.
Three hours later, Zhou Leng opened his eyes, looking calm.
No feelings at all.
Just like when walking, apart from a slight warmth in the body, nothing changed.
After looking around, everyone had crawled into their sleeping bags.
Zhou Leng also slowly crawled into his sleeping bag.
A month of meditating on finger print water patterns yielded no results, just a waste of a lot of time.
Although such things are common on the martial arts path, there is still some unwillingness.
Zhou Leng closed his eyes, but all he could see was the Ancient River Jade Stele and the appearance of the finger print water patterns, slowly falling asleep after a long while.
In the morning, a whistle sounded.
Zhou Leng hurriedly opened his eyes, looked around, and immediately got up.
Halfway up, he sat back down.
Because he suddenly remembered he had a dream last night.
Dreamed of a vague human figure, standing in front of the jade stele, reaching out a finger.
The finger touched the stele, carving clear water pattern marks.
Before long, the jade stele was covered with martial arts traces.
Zhou Leng's eyes suddenly brightened.
This person...
Unfortunately, the dream was too vague; except for the clearer water patterns, everything else was completely forgotten.
Zhou Leng got up, and with Li Yuanhe, holding the ground mats and sleeping bags, they walked towards the truck.
"How did you sleep last night?" Zhou Leng asked.
"It was okay, I thought there might be an unexpected encounter, but there was nothing," Li Yuanhe said helplessly.
Zhou Leng remembered the dream, unsure if it was just his subconscious or an encounter, he didn't mention it.
After breakfast, the team set off.
After walking for a while, Shi Maohai shouted: "Today we need to cross the river, we might encounter a Sea Siren ambush, everyone, be on high alert. Follow the plan, no panic."
"Understood!" Everyone responded one after another.
The atmosphere of the team changed, and they discussed the plan explained by Captain Shi before departure.
Everyone had different responsibilities.
Zhou Leng and Li Yuanhe, among others, had to stay put unless there was an Innate Attack; otherwise, they were not allowed to leave their posts.
Zhou Leng continued walking while sensing the Ancient River Jade Stele.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but although he hadn't comprehended anything, today's feeling was a bit clearer than yesterday.
The team moved forward slowly and paused as they approached Jiang Bridge.
Then, the soldiers who had been waiting on both sides of the Jiang Bridge appeared.
Roadblocks were set up one kilometer from the north and south sides of Jiang Bridge, temporarily halting vehicle traffic.
Before long, the vehicles on both sides of Jiang Bridge cleared out, while further roads were clogged with long lines of vehicles.
As the roads were cleared, four Demonized Helicopters took off, each with a Demon Spirit Master aboard.
On top of the bridge, Sea Suppression Army soldiers guarded every corner.
All those soldiers wore demonized gas masks, holding demonized poisonous bullets in their hands.
In desperate situations, poisoning the water was an effective way for humans to deal with the Sea Sirens.
However, because it caused great ecological damage, it was rarely used.
"Prepare yourselves."
Everyone was on high alert, slowly crossing the bridge.
The river wind howled, and everyone breathed faster, their muscles either tensing or relaxing.
Zhou Leng slowed his breathing, calmed his mind, ready to take action at any moment.
Then, the team steadily crossed the Yangtze River Bridge.
Off the bridge, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Everyone stay vigilant, the Sea Sirens probably know we were well-prepared at Jiang Bridge, deterred by those demonized poisons, they might choose another place instead."
Everyone nodded gently.
Off the bridge, they switched to a new set of ten Camel Beasts, and the team continued on.
Zhou Leng looked back at the Camel Beasts being replaced, lying on the ground, exhausted and foaming at the mouth.
The Camel Beasts walked slowly, and a journey that should have taken two days would need an extra day.
After walking for a day, they set up camp again at night.
This time, Zhou Leng fell asleep early near the car.
In a daze, he had the same dream again.
A vague figure approached the Ancient River Jade Stele and slowly carved words.
At this time, the Ancient River Jade Stele wasn't yet diagonally chopped off; it was still whole.
Zhou Leng strained his eyes toward the finger print water patterns, and the entire expanse of traces instantly became clear.
All the finger print water patterns flickered like waves, gently swaying.
Zhou Leng suddenly understood.
These finger print water patterns were inherently alive, but after millions of years, the power dissipated.
Zhou Leng realized he couldn't remember all the finger print water patterns, so he made a decisive decision to abandon others and first memorize the first one.
Abandon the many to gain the one, only by gaining the one can one gain the many.
If the one is not gained, then the two are not gained, then the many cannot be gained.
Slowly, Zhou Leng immersed himself in the first fingerprint water ripple, there was nothing in the world, only pure enlightenment.
No enlightenment of martial arts.
No enlightenment of the Dao.
No enlightenment of life.
No enlightenment of emotion.
Just pure enlightenment of this fingerprint, this ripple.
This fingerprint water ripple is the world, is the universe, is everything, is the only.
After a long time, everything before him dissipated.
Zhou Leng awoke from his dream of enlightenment, feeling empty inside.
The jade tablet disappeared, and that person also vanished.
Heaven and earth were pitch black, at the endless dark horizon, the faint outline of a silver-grey door frame appeared.
Blurred and indistinct, seemingly both existent and nonexistent, impossible to see clearly.
Suddenly, a piercing alarm sounded.
Zhou Leng abruptly opened his eyes, leapt up, and scanned his surroundings.
In the camp, everyone rose up.
The stars shone brightly, the night was deep black.
From all directions, vast shadows swayed and slowly approached, vaguely outlining the shapes of Sea Sirens.
A gentle voice sounded: "Come out, I know you've set up an ambush early."
Escort leader Shi Maohai said loudly: "So it's the Grandmaster Blood of Tyranny visiting, if you wish, you can publicly contemplate the Martial Arts Traces, why stir up such a large force?"
"Put down the Martial Arts Traces tablet and I won't make a move," the voice of Blood of Tyranny rang out gentle as ever.
Zhou Leng and most others heard Blood of Tyranny speak for the first time, glancing at each other, surprised that the one known as the First Grandmaster of the Sea Demon, Blood of Tyranny, spoke in such a refined manner.
"Senior is a high personage of the time, the first Sea Demon Grandmaster, why fight over a Martial Arts Traces tablet, it diminishes your reputation."
"Such nonsense. Today, all of you shall be my whetstones!"
Blood of Tyranny finished speaking, a gale arose among the Sea Siren group, blowing many Sea Sirens in all directions.
A tall black figure appeared ahead.
Because it was so far and dark night, Zhou Leng and others could not see the person's appearance.
The person stomped on the ground, dust flew, gravel rose, then suddenly dashed out.
With a loud sonic boom, the ground trembled, and a white misty sound barrier ring appeared around him.
"Leave the carriage!" Shi Maohai finished speaking, Zhou Leng and others hurriedly retreated.
Suddenly, another shadow darted out from the carriage, charging towards Blood of Tyranny.
Then followed the thudding sounds of fists and feet colliding.
On the battlefield, the Grandmaster duel erupted nearby.
The ground continually quaked, gales swept wildly, sand and stones flew around the two.
They were so fast, turning into residual shadows, battling ahead at supersonic speed.
Suddenly, another person descended from the bus to join the battlefield.
Facing two against one, remarkably Blood of Tyranny was not at a disadvantage.
After a while, another two figures descended and charged at Blood of Tyranny.
Four people besieged him.
"Good! Whetstones! Hahaha..."
Blood of Tyranny laughed wildly, not retreating, fighting a bloody battle against four.
Suddenly, a figure flew backward over a hundred meters, crashed down, and rolled dozens of meters before stopping.
A few Innates in the army rushed over, carried the wounded Human Race general back to the bus.
Then, two more figures disembarked, their backs to Zhou Leng and others, looking at Blood of Tyranny.
Their figures were upright, like mountains, standing upon the earth.
Blood of Tyranny said: "Why are you two joining this commotion?"
"If you're not leaving, then stay."
Suddenly, the two charged at Blood of Tyranny.
At the same time, two shadows flew out from among the Sea Siren group.
One was a blue-skinned Sea Siren.
One was a Grandmaster Demon, astonishingly a massive Hundred Insect Knight, lower half an insect, upper half human, clad in fiery red armor, wielding a huge lance.
"Then all shall remain."
From afar, helicopters and vehicles roared, Sea Suppression Army soldiers swiftly arrived.
"I see..."
Blood of Tyranny finished speaking, his figure flashed suddenly, disappearing from sight.
"Stop him!"
But Blood of Tyranny was too fast, his body transformed into a liquid light, appearing atop the Ancient River Jade Stele, grabbing the green tarp and flipping it.
Swoosh...
The tarp was lifted, revealing a cyan-black jade tablet in the night.
Blood of Tyranny's body was swept by a fierce wind, a Water Drop Necklace floated by an invisible force, swinging before his neck.
He reached for the cyan-black jade tablet.
Crack...
The water drop shattered, starlight scattering in the sky.
The cyan-black jade tablet trembled lightly, bursting with cyan light.
Watching from afar, a cyan hemisphere rapidly spread, covering an area of fifty miles.
In an instant, the cyan light vanished.
As the cyan light appeared, those near the cyan-black jade tablet stood motionless.
Water waves flowed in their eyes.
Zhou Leng felt the cyan-black light flash before his eyes, transported to an unknown world, like being in a dream.
Before him was a cobblestone path, cobblestones glimmering like stars, illuminating the night.
Lawn spread on both sides, trees lush in the distance.
On the left side of the path ahead, a stone tablet stood.
That stone tablet was not the Ancient River Jade Stele engraved with fingerprint water ripples.
But the Ancient River Stele that Zhou Leng once deciphered.
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