Chapter 478: Chapter 380: Kill Any Who Come (Part 2)
"Brothers, be careful. The strength of these human cultivators is not to be underestimated. Even Lishui’s Twin Demons perished at their hands."
This statement immediately drew ridicule from several people.
"Isn’t it normal for those two guys to die?"
"The so-called Lishui’s Twin Demons, it’s something only those two fools talked about themselves; no one else ever acknowledged it."
"Who knows what method they used to track down these human cultivators before us."
"So what if they caught up with them? Their own strength was insufficient; they were just courting death."
A Nether Spirit Cultivator with an insect head, who controlled spiders, carefully inspected the area where Bai Zhirui and the three of them simultaneously attacked.
"Don’t underestimate them. Although Lishui’s Twin Demons weren’t strong, one of the guys accompanying them was definitely not weak."
"If I’m not mistaken," the Insect Cultivator pinched a small handful of dirt from the ground, scrutinizing it closely, "it’s highly possible that they’re from the Shadow Demon Race."
Upon hearing this, the other six people’s expressions changed.
"How is it possible? Are you trying to tell us the Shadow Demon also died here?"
"Fellow Daoist Chong, your joke isn’t funny at all."
"That was a Shadow Demon. Among our Nether Spirit Race, they are the best at stealth and escape. Could they have been killed by a few mere Foundation Establishment stage human cultivators?"
None of the others believed the Insect Cultivator’s speculation, and they all started to refute it.
The Insect Cultivator spread his arthropod-like hand, showing them the sand in his palm, "If you don’t believe it, take a look yourselves."
A few Nether Spirits gathered around curiously.
After observing for a long time, they couldn’t find anything unusual about the sand.
"Apart from being damp, what’s wrong with this sand?"
Another impatient Nether Spirit Cultivator urged, "Say what you have to say quickly. Who knows when others might catch up to us, and then we’ll have to share the treasure with them."
The Insect Cultivator picked out a grain of sand with his fingertip, "Look closely, isn’t this grain of sand different from the others?"
"If you look carefully, it’s actually glowing, although the light is extremely faint, it just looks slightly whiter than ordinary sand."
If it weren’t for his reminder, these Nether Spirit cultivators wouldn’t have noticed any issues at all.
Now, using their magical powers to investigate closely, it indeed seemed like the sand emitted a barely noticeable glow.
But why was the Insect Cultivator showing them sand now?
Even if this sand was different from normal sand, what did it have to do with them?
"This kind of sand is left behind after a Shadow Demon dies. Because of certain reasons in the past, I’ve killed a Shadow Demon Cultivator."
Pausing for a moment here, the Insect Cultivator continued: "I meticulously checked every trace left behind by the deceased Shadow Demon Race, ensuring they were thoroughly erased from the world."
The people around all suddenly looked enlightened.
Within the Nether Spirit Race, when it comes to the most powerful race, no one would dare say.
But if you talk about the most hated, it’s undoubtedly none other than the Shadow Demon Race.
These guys can entirely hide within the shadows of other creatures.
Their favorite thing is to snoop into other people’s secrets.
As cultivators, who doesn’t have a few hidden secrets?
Being exposed often could lead to deadly consequences.
They naturally despised the Shadow Demon Race.
The Shadow Demon Race still being at large isn’t because the other Nether Spirit cultivators are kind-hearted, but because the Shadow Demon Race has enough strength.
"Judging from the scene, this Shadow Demon’s expert didn’t even withstand a single move before being killed." The Insect Cultivator’s voice was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
In that instant of their panic, Bai Zhirui and the other two simultaneously attacked.
The White Lotus Petals, already hidden throughout the cave, attacked from all directions at once.
"Enemy attack!" The Insect Cultivator immediately sensed something was amiss and shouted loudly to alert the others.
But just as his words left his mouth, they were drowned out by a resonant sound wave filling the entire cave.
In such confined space, Su Yao’s sonic attack could exert tremendous power.
Reflecting sound waves would even necessitate Lin Feng and Bai Zhirui being prepared in advance to avoid harming themselves.
The few Nether Spirit Cultivators weren’t weak either; they immediately gritted their teeth and resisted the pain.
Bai Zhirui had long wanted to strike.
But Zheng Yi, upon hearing the Insect Cultivator’s words, stopped them.
The Nether Spirit Race, after death, mostly vanished without a trace.
Until hearing the Insect Cultivator’s explanation, Zheng Yi didn’t understand what was happening.
It was a rather useful piece of information after all. When encountering the Shadow Demon Race in the future, extra caution was necessary.
Then, taking advantage of the opponent’s moment of panic, they launched a surprise attack.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Each Nether Spirit Cultivator, relying on their skills, blocked or evaded the countless White Lotus Petals.
While they contended with the petals, Su Yao secretly transmitted to Lin Feng: "One, three, four."
With Su Yao’s voice falling, Lin Feng activated his Flying Sword to suddenly charge out from the shadows.
The blade of the Flying Sword flickered with a bluish thunderous light, its Sword Qi rampant, unstoppable.
Within moments, two Nether Spirit Cultivators were decapitated by Lin Feng, and he continued his onslaught towards the third one.
He didn’t attack at random.
Though the all-encompassing attacks earlier aimed to eliminate enemies.
They didn’t expect such an attack to easily take down these skilled foes.
If they could take them down, that was great — if not, they could at least probe the true strength of these Nether Spirit Cultivators.
Su Yao’s numbers given to Lin Feng were the codes they had previously assigned to these Nether Spirit Cultivators.
The three individuals were relatively weaker.
With Bai Zhirui and Su Yao providing support, Lin Feng dealt with them as easily as slicing through melons.
The Insect Cultivator was evidently the strongest among them; he reached into the insect cage at his waist, pulling out the spiders used earlier for their journey.
The spiders spewed webs, instantly forming a shield to block most of the White Lotus Petals.
Seeing Lin Feng dash out to kill, the Insect Cultivator hurriedly came to aid his comrades.
"Not a chance!" Bai Zhirui wielded the White Lotus Magical Artifact, charging to intercept them.
The web collided with the White Lotus Magical Artifact, both Bai Zhirui and the Insect Cultivator were thrown far backward.
Without Zheng Yi’s intervention, the shield formed by the White Lotus Magical Artifact was directly shattered.
The Insect Cultivator didn’t fare any better; his spiders let out agonized cries, spewing a lot of green blood.
Though not having a human form, Zheng Yi seemed to glimpse a pained expression on the opponent’s face.
"Damn it, we’ve been tricked!" The Insect Cultivator roared, suddenly kicking all three of the Nether Spirit Cultivators he was shielding toward Bai Zhirui and the others.
Emitting a buzzing sound reminiscent of insect chirping, in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a seven-star ladybug.
Its wings moved, producing a thundering roar like a waterfall, flying hundreds of meters away in an instant, quickly disappearing.
The speed was so fast, not to mention Bai Zhirui and Lin Feng, even Zheng Yi was a bit caught off guard.
This guy not only escaped quickly but was also incredibly decisive, wasn’t he?
Swoosh!
Lin Feng’s Flying Sword pierced through a Nether Spirit Cultivator, and the Thunderous Power on the sword shredded the opponent’s body to pieces.
From the moment they attacked, to the Insect Cultivator’s escape, not even two breaths of time passed.
This wave of pursuers was already reduced by half.
The remaining few were clearly unprepared to be so easily betrayed by their comrade.
While they hesitated, Bai Zhirui and the others didn’t, immediately attacking with full force towards the remaining ones.
They were already in an extremely unfavorable position, fraught with fear.
Now, betrayed by their kind, and not as powerful as Bai Zhirui and the others.
Without even a semblance of resistance, they were slaughtered by Bai Zhirui and the others on the spot.
"Let’s go!" Zheng Yi urged through the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror.
If they had annihilated all the enemies, he might have chosen to stay and ambush further.
For now though, safety first, leaving this dangerous place.
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