Come On, Son! You Got to Breakthrough Now!-Chapter 1179 - 660: Land of the Eerie_3

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Chapter 1179: Chapter 660: Land of the Eerie_3

Gu Xiu understood Gu Xuan’s character; if he found out he lost contact, Gu Xuan would search for him at all costs.

But in this situation, Gu Xuan coming would only result in another corpse, with no other outcome.

The brothers’ strengths were about equal, and a problem he couldn’t solve wouldn’t be managed by Gu Xuan either.

At this moment, Gu Xiu would rather fall here alone than implicate his brother.

Despite an unwilling heart, the harsh reality made him realize that without a miracle, he might truly be forever stranded on this desolate continent illuminated by the blood moon.

While Gu Xiu’s mind was agitated, struggling to suppress the bizarre Dao Rhythm within his body—

An abrupt change occurred!

Above the sky, the eternally suspended dark red blood moon dimmed for a moment without warning!

It wasn’t obscured by clouds, but the light it emitted seemed to be absorbed by something, suddenly waning!

The light across the Blood Moon Continent thus became even more grim and eerie, as if dusk had plunged into midnight in an instant.

Simultaneously, a chill far surpassing the eerie ancient corpse previously encountered, pure and filled with deathly stillness and ominousness, burst forth like a volcanic explosion from the depths of the barren mountain, sweeping in all directions!

"Buzz—!"

Gu Xiu felt like he had been struck by thunder, all his hairs standing on end, as a penetrating cold seemed to freeze his very soul.

He felt the flow of his blood slowing, circulation becoming painfully sluggish, and even his thoughts seemed to be on the verge of freezing.

The source of this aura brought a threat far exceeding that of the eerie ancient corpse he faced before.

"Not good!"

Gu Xiu was seized by panic, instincts for survival overwhelming everything else. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Without thinking, he used all the power he could muster at this moment, kicking off the mountain wall with all his might, and using his movement technique, he dashed sideways like a startled rabbit, trying to distance himself from the source of this terrifying aura—the barren mountain behind him!

Just as his body left the original spot!

"Boom—!!!"

The barren mountain, dozens of zhang high that he leaned on, suddenly quaked violently, and countless web-like blood-colored cracks appeared on its surface.

Then, under Gu Xiu’s terrified gaze, an enormous, tangible dark red beam of blood light dropped from the blood moon in the sky, striking the mountain peak precisely.

Within the blood light, an object slowly manifested, descending.

It was a coffin!

A coffin entirely dark bloody, as if forged from congealed blood, its surface covered with twisted, agonized human face reliefs, and ancient, indecipherable runes!

The coffin exuded a thick, suffocating aura of death, resentment, and a maddeningly ominous Dao Rhythm.

Its appearance made the space within a hundred-mile radius feel frozen and heavy by several folds, the air filled with a sweet, nauseating scent of blood.

At the sight of this blood-red coffin, Gu Xiu’s heart seemed clenched by an invisible hand, nearly stopping its beat!

A primal fear from the depths of his life surged like a cold tsunami, utterly submerging him.

At this moment, only one thought remained in Gu Xiu’s mind.

Escape!

Use any means to escape!

The farther away, the better!

He couldn’t stop here!

However, the blood-red coffin gave him no chance.

"Crack..."

A slight but soul-penetrating crisp sound followed as the coffin lid slid open, widening the gap.

A thick black mist, mixed with dark red blood light, surged out from the gap.

Then, the coffin lid swung fully open with a loud bang!

A figure slowly sat up from inside the coffin.

It was also a corpse, but more intact than the ancient corpse Gu Xiu encountered before.

It was thin and shriveled, its skin a deathly gray-white tightly clinging to bones, with rot exposing blackish-yellow bones underneath.

The most unsettling feature was the dense, mold-like long white hairs covering its body, drifting faintly under the blood moon’s light, exuding coldness and ominousness.

It slowly turned its head, where its eyes should have been, suddenly igniting with two ghostly green flames, like will-o’-the-wisps, burning hauntingly in the dark, locking onto Gu Xiu who stood rigidly not far away.

That gaze held no reason, no emotion, only the purest, most primal greed, a craving for living flesh.

"Hiss—!"

Subsequently, the figure emitted a hiss and vanished from inside the coffin in an instant.

Almost simultaneously, Gu Xiu instinctively dodged, but his speed lagged behind by a fraction.

A sharp pain swept over as he found a piece of flesh had vanished from his left shoulder, the wound blackened and reeking of decay.

Observing the white-haired eerie being, its dried hand holding a piece of flesh, it placed it into its mouth, chewing, while its ghostly green eyes fixated on Gu Xiu, as if he was the most delectable meal.