Chapter 77: The Attack of the Strange Insects
Light and shadow intertwined, a powerful aura stirred the air. Red spear shadows pierced through the night sky, unstoppable like a broken army, but were instantly swallowed by a massive bloody mouth halfway.
Speeding through the sky, Jinyun E, wearing a ghostly mask, complained while clutching his stomach, “Not tasty.”
As he spoke, a huge black monument formed from shadows descended from the sky.
Seeing this, Bai Chong with the number nine marked on his chests produced crackling sounds under his black and white robes. Then, a gigantic scorpion tail emerged from under his robes and swung upward. In the blink of an eye, it smashed the black monument into pieces.
Bai Chong was holding a statue of a ghostly Buddha with three heads and six arms in his hands. The Buddha’s belly wriggled, and in moments, it spat out a pile of debris.
“This Dragon Protection Monument is indeed fake,” the Buddha statue said, sounding as if everything was within its expectations.
“Where is the real one?” Bai Chong asked.
“I couldn’t predict that, but it must be that old fogey who blocked the heavenly secrets. However, I can be certain that the Dragon Protection Monument is not in Qiyuan City,” the Buddha statue grinned.
Bai Chong said calmly, “They knew the Dragon Protection Monument was fake, yet they pursued us relentlessly. It seems like they want someone to escort the real Dragon Protection Monument back to Qiyuan City.”
“After all, the Dragon Protection Monument cannot leave the Dragon Vein for too long,” the Buddha anticipated this and then asked, “Bai Chong, did your informants find anything?”
“Just a moment,” a rustling sound came from under the black and white robes. After a while, Bai Chong spoke again, “I think I’ve found it.”
Swish!
A strong sword qi, like raging waves, sliced through the air towards the airborne pair of insects.
Jinyun’s bloated belly trembled, and the big mouth of the void appeared again, swallowing up all the sword qi.
“Not tasty, not fun,” Jinyun patted his belly and complained.
The Buddha statue grinned, “Since we’ve found it, let’s play with them.”
While speaking, the Buddha statue’s middle pair of arms joined together, and in the void, a black line cut through the space, opening a dark and endless door.
“The Buddha said, all beings are ignorant.”
From the depths of the dark door, strange deafening roars echoed.
Countless creatures, neither human nor beast, rushed out of the dark door, attacking the group of people behind them.
This was the Buddha’s supernatural power, Six Paths of Reincarnation—Beast Dao.
At the same time, Bai Chong and the two stopped their movements, turned around, and the battle started again.
On the other side, Qin Fun and his group were still on the move.
The night in the mountains was always dim, especially in the deep forests, where moonlight was blocked by the towering trees’ branches and leaves. Only a few beams of light penetrated through the cracks, leaving dappled shadows.
Fortunately, Yang He used the methods of the Hundred Ghosts’ Dao to continuously light up emerald green ghost fires along the way, allowing the group to discern the direction and proceed.
Perhaps because of the cover of night, Yang He’s speed at the front increased significantly. However, every time he traveled a distance, he would stop and survey the surroundings. Only after confirming that everything was fine would he resume the journey.
During this journey, Zhang Tiannan always stayed at the back of the group, never changing his position.
Of course, Qin Fun’s mask of pain remained on his face.
The night was exceptionally quiet, with only the sound of the wind blowing and rustling leaves.
Suddenly, a horse neighed, and someone pulled the reins, forcefully stopping the horses. But it wasn’t the leader Yang He who did it; it was the last person in the group, Zhang Tiannan.
Hearing the commotion, the others also halted their horses.
“What’s wrong?” Yang He frowned and asked.
“The sound, something’s off,” Zhang Tiannan dismounted cautiously, observing the surroundings. It was the first time he had spoken.
He was a sixth-rank martial warrior, with extraordinary eyesight and hearing. Even in winter, even in the deep night, the entire forest couldn’t possibly be this quiet. Moreover, the sound of wind moving leaves was a bit too frequent.
The rest of the people, upon hearing the words, listened carefully and soon noticed something unusual. They dismounted from their horses, their expressions wary.
After waiting for a while without any movement around them, except for the rustling sound which grew increasingly frequent, seemingly echoing in their ears, they started to feel irritated and nervous without reason.
Qin Feng swallowed hard and cautiously hid behind Si Zheng. Taking extra precautions, he activated his eye technique and scanned the surroundings. The sight before him made his heart race.
In their field of vision, a greenish Yin Qi pervaded, and apart from the Yin Qi, there were densely packed red dots, increasing in number and drawing nearer.
“It’s insects!” Qin Feng lowly growled as a warning.
As soon as he spoke, a wasp-like insect, but with the size of a palm, attacked from the right side. Its sharp mouthparts and sharp tails, illuminated by the eerie light, emitted a ghostly green glow, sending shivers down one’s spine.
This insect was incredibly fast; its buzzing sound had just started when it arrived in front of the five people. Unfortunately for it, it picked the wrong opponent.
Cang Feilan drew a dagger from her waist, and in a flash of silver, the wasp-like insect was split into two and fell to the ground.
However, the group remained vigilant. During this brief moment, the insects surrounding them had already formed a dense circle around them. They varied in size and had bizarre and terrifying shapes.
Qin Feng immediately thought of the man from the Moonlit Pavilion, the muscular man’s words, and his face turned grim. “The attackers who targeted Qiyuan City have found us.”
Crack! Crack!
Various insect cries echoed continuously, similar to how venomous snakes hiss before spewing poison. They were sounding their alarm before launching an attack.
Yang He took out an eight-sided white flag and threw it into the air. With a whooshing sound, the eight-sided white flag instantly landed in eight different positions.
He didn’t stop there; he quickly bit his finger, and fresh blood dripped onto the formation. The white flag emitted a red light. Whenever a bug entered the formation, it was inexplicably crushed to powder by an unknown force.
This was the Eight-Faced Forbidden Formation, sealing the ghosts within the white flag, linked by their essence and blood. It could block the entry of all things into the formation.
However, this formation was not invincible. The strength of the insects outside varied, and the Eight-Faced Forbidden Formation could only block insects below the Third Calamity Cycle level. It couldn’t instantly kill more powerful entities.
As expected, after numerous insects were killed, those below the Third Transformation level retreated. Larger, more powerful insects appeared before them.
Among them were scorpions the size of adults, shimmering with purple light.
There were creatures covered in spikes resembling meatballs.
There were large bees with eight pairs of wings.
But what made Qin Feng’s hair stand on end the most was a massive centipede surrounded and coiled by the other insects. Even though it hadn’t extended its body, its raised body was enough for Qin Feng to look up in fear!
The giant centipede waved its hook-like feet, and its sharp teeth clashed, accompanied by a sharp scream.
These formidable insects charged at the five people!
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