C1901 I'm Sending You Home

The blood was like a flood. In just a short moment, a thick layer of blood had already accumulated on the deck as the sword light was released.

That bright red color and that fresh smell of blood, no matter who it was, no one would have thought that the blood that flowed out was not from a living human, but a group of dead people who had lost their lives 600 years ago!

Every swing of the sword caused Lin Bai's arms to become incomparably heavy. However, he was very clear that these people before him were no longer the heroic spirits that had gone to sea 600 years ago, full of fearlessness. But when he looked at the blood dripping onto the ground, he couldn't help but wonder if the lives harvested under his sword were the lives of the dead or the living!

This was an indescribable feeling, and a strange, dull feeling slowly enveloped the entire area. It caused Lin Bai to feel as though there were thousands of heavy blocks in his heart. No matter how he waved the flying sword in his hand, he was unable to vent his frustration.

"This is …" He discovered that at this very moment, the person who had already arrived in front of him looked to be about thirty years of age. Moreover, he was different from the other big and tall crew members he had encountered before. He was handsome, refined, and also had a brush in his hand.

Along the tip of the brush, thick drops of black seawater began to fall down, drop after drop, like dripping ink. It was as if the young man was trying to write something.

It was him! He still couldn't escape this calamity! Seeing the brush in the hands of the young man, Lin Bai's heart couldn't help but tremble. In the darkness, he had a feeling that the young man before him with a brush in his hand, who didn't forget to record anything even at death's door, should be the clerk who left the log in the cabin.

In the end, he was still unable to escape this calamity! Seeing the terrified expression on the young man's face, Lin Bai's eyebrows drooped and his face was filled with regret. Although the young man's log was written in bits and pieces, from those words, he could tell that this clerk was very different from the people of his era. His thoughts were much more profound.

A person who had followed the fleet and sailed around the world, experiencing a scenery that no one in his generation could comprehend. He could even go from the rise and fall of an ancient civilization to the rise and fall of a Chinese dynasty.

If he was given enough time and a sufficient chance, he would definitely go further than his schoolmates. Even history would very likely undergo a small change because of the existence of someone like him. It was possible that because of the existence of these people, China would not have a century of history of humiliation!

However, all the opportunities to rewrite history were all buried here. This caused these kind-hearted people, whose blood was boiling with passion, to lie in the depths of the ocean and never see the light of day again.

Most importantly, what accompanied these people to sleep at the bottom of the sea was not only their passionate blood, but also their yearning towards their homeland, as well as their desire to return home! Ye Luo returned to its origin. This was the attitude of every Chinese. No matter where they went, no matter where they went, their homeland would always be their dream.

After wandering the boundless ocean for so many years, their longing for their homeland and their home had probably been deeply carved into their bones. But after they entered this place, all their desire to return home, all their yearning for their homeland, were buried in this sea as deep as ink. They would never see the light of the sun, and would never be able to escape.

Even if they died, it would not be a relief to them. It would be a heavy mountain of a person who had suppressed them for six hundred years!

"Since you cannot return home, your soul cannot rest in peace. Today, I will send you home! Although the mountains and rivers of my homeland have been changed, the will of the people has not changed. Go on, do not stay here any longer, and return to take another look at the current China! " As he gazed at the young man, whose face was lifeless, holding a brush in his hand and pouncing towards him, Lin Bai's eyes suddenly turned cold. The flying sword in his hand suddenly slashed out as a sword aura whizzed past his neck.

A sword light flashed. The young man's head was like a rubber ball. It suddenly jumped high into the air. It had been submerged in the sea for 600 years, but there was no ice-cold hot blood. It immediately soared to the sky! It was unknown if it was an illusion or what, but the moment that head leapt high into the air, Lin Bai seemed to see a smile appear on that young clerk's face. That was a smile of relief.

As he watched the head that flew high into the air and then fell straight into the sea, causing a wave of water to splash up, Lin Bai felt as if thousands of sharp blades were constantly stabbing at his heart, causing him to feel unbearable pain. The blood in his body was like a tide, constantly rushing towards his brain, making him feel dizzy!

After a brief moment of silence, Lin Bai suddenly pointed the sword in his hand in front of him and said, "Sword Radiance Slash!"

As his voice faded, the flying sword in Lin Bai's hand suddenly began to vibrate. There were even more layers of ripples following the tip of the sword. It was as if even the air around the sword was constantly rupturing.

"I'll send you home!" Along with his voice, thousands of sharp swords in his hands suddenly burst forth, each of them howling like a sharp sword, bringing with them an unstoppable, terrifying aura.

As the sword light passed through, a rain of blood immediately fell! At this moment, the world had completely turned blood-red. Even the snow water in front of Lin Bai had turned pure red at this moment. It looked extremely strange.

At this moment, the entire treasured vessel was completely surrounded by that thick bloody light. It was as if the entire vessel had turned into a blood vessel! Fresh blood slowly dripped from the body of the ship. Countless limbs were piled up on the deck, looking as tragic as hell.

He did not know how many times he swung the sword and how much blood spurted out, but it was as if Lin Bai did not feel tired at all. The sword in his hand continued to move up! Because he knew that if he didn't help these heroic spirits from six hundred years ago find a way out, then no one would ever find a way out for them again.

Having fallen for 600 years, these people had been tormented enough. Now that he had seen all of this, even if they had to endure for another second, he wouldn't be able to tolerate it! No matter how tired he was, he had to continue forward with his sword! It was precisely because they were people they cared about, it was precisely because of the unbearable pain, so this sword would be even colder than the past and would give them a quick death!

The sword light was resplendent, the blood-red light dazzling! It was as if everything was going to continue on like this endlessly without end. It kept spreading out nonstop. Other than the feeling of the sword qi penetrating his body, there was no other sound!

After an unknown period of time, the deck had already been covered with blood. Even Lin Bai was surrounded by a layer of faint red fog. Those were the blood fiends that had gathered after the bloody slaughter, the unyielding souls of the people who had died under his sword! However, everything had finally come to an end. At this moment, there were only five people left standing in front of Lin Bai!

Lin Bai could feel that these five men were completely different from the previous crew members. The aura they exuded was even more strange. Moreover, it was as if there was some kind of strange elemental energy flowing within their bodies. It was extremely strange.

Who are they? Lin Bai's eyes turned cold as he looked at the undeads that had stopped several feet away from him.

Boom!" Just as doubt was growing in Lin Bai's heart, he suddenly heard a formless vibration in the air. Along the bodies of these five people, an aura suddenly rushed out like a hurricane and whistled straight into the sky!

The moment the aura rushed out, the eyes of the five undeads suddenly lit up. The light was cold and mournful, and in the darkness, a faint sigh could be heard. It was extremely sad and painful!

"This... "This is …" As he felt the aura, Lin Bai's eyes suddenly turned cold. His pupils were practically about to pop out as he stared intently at the top of the five men's heads. His gaze seemed to want to penetrate the netherworld and explore the world!

It was at this moment, that waves of cold erupted along the bodies of the five people. Moreover, they shot out bright arcs of light and continuously condensed in the air!

It was a boundless aura, a vast picture! That aura, as well as that image, could be said to be extremely familiar to Lin Bai. He knew what that aura was better than anyone else in this world!

Not only that, but when that aura suddenly appeared in the air, the Atlas on the back of his hand suddenly throbbed as if it felt something, and it also seemed like it was silently mourning for something!

Boom!" At the same time, the aura that rushed out from the five people's bodies clashed with the brilliance that was emitted. In the void of space, countless runes began to flash resplendently before gradually condensing and taking shape!

In the blink of an eye, a silhouette of light gradually appeared above the heads of the five people. The image was almost identical to their faces. One could see it clearly, and within the image was a soul-stirring aura that continuously spread outwards. Moreover, the eyes of the figure were filled with desolation and holiness!

In this entire world, only a grandmaster at the Deity Stage could create such a phenomenon!

In other words, the people who had appeared in front of Lin Bai were the comrades-in-waiting who had followed the fleet out to sea, and had been revered as immortal masters by the crew members and the barbarians of the outer seas! They hadn't died, but they had died in the past six hundred years!

"Senior, this junior will send you home!" Taking a deep breath, tears suddenly began to shine in Lin Baihu's eyes!