Chapter 565

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Zhao Ziyue condensed water at his fingertips, suspended in mid-air, and pressed downward with his fingertips.

Water surged with a splashing sound, weaving an inverted water cover in the air, locking down an area of over a hundred zhang like a transparent dome.

The Spirit Insect Cultivator hovered in mid-air; seeing this scene, his expression changed drastically.

Obviously, to leave here, either smash the water cover or kill the opponent.

Unexpectedly, these Tribulation Cultivators were so decisive, leaving no room for negotiation at all.

Since that was the case, he did not want to beg for mercy either; he reached out and pulled down the black pouch hanging at his waist.

This thing was palm-sized, embroidered with fine dark patterns, and contained nothing but insects inside.

If one awakened the "Ten Thousand Insects Mother Nest," naturally there was no need to rely on external objects; one could create a space for insects to survive, which was the so-called nest.

However, not every Spirit Insect Cultivator could awaken this rare divine ability.

With a "hiss" sound, the insect pouch was opened.

In an instant, thousands of Green Worms, mixed with a strong fishy smell, flew out from inside, condensing into green mist in the high air.

They first slammed into the inner wall of the water cover; seeing that it only rippled and could not be destroyed in a short time, they immediately flew toward the four Golden Core Tribulation Cultivators.

The Spirit Insect Cultivator did not expect these insects to cause any damage; they were merely meant to have an effect, nothing more.

Moreover, it was not over; he pulled out a dark green insect egg from the bottom of the pouch, gathered wood-attribute mana in his palm, and the insect egg immediately cracked open, revealing a Silver-Armored Spirit Insect half a chi long.

At first, this little thing looked rather muddled, but as it absorbed mana, its body gradually grew larger and became more and more agile; soon it flapped its wings and flew up, its silver-glowing shell especially eye-catching in the air, moving as fast as lightning.

Once a Wood Spiritual Root cultivator turns to Spirit Insect Cultivation, almost all his spells and attack methods must rely on the insects in his hand.

The rarer they are, the higher the combat power, and the greater the damage caused.

Su Jinli appeared very composed, holding a wisp of crimson flame between her fingertips; she lightly raised her hand, and the flame exploded in the high air, turning into rolling heat waves that swept over the insect swarm.

The Green Worms turned to ashes the moment they touched the flame, and the fishy smell was burned away completely.

The Silver-Armored Spirit Insect withstood two hits; although its shell was burned black, it did not die, and even had very strong vitality.

And without hesitation, it immediately pounced toward Su Jinli.

But before it could get close, Lu Wu leaped out from the rear diagonal with his spear, the spear tip wrapped in flame, drawing a burning arc in the air, thrusting straight at the spirit insect's shell.

However, the former was somewhat fast, and stubbornly failed to catch up.

Yu Shi saw this with his own eyes, immediately controlled two self-destructing flying swords, threw them into the high air, and with a "boom" sound blasted out an air current, causing the extremely fast spirit insect to suddenly hover in mid-air.

Although it was only an instant, Lu Wu seized the opportunity to thrust his spear in; accompanied by a crisp "click" sound, the silver armor cracked.

The insect chirped "ji ji" a few times, then weakly fell toward the ground.

Seeing the insects all wiped out, the Spirit Insect Cultivator was immediately speechless, and even more alarmed in his heart: "Such ability, such methods, such strength—absolutely not an ordinary Tribulation Cultivator!"

Cold sweat soaked his back; he turned around, wanting to smash through the water cover.

But before he could make any move, the water cover began to shrink; others were unaffected, but only the Spirit Insect Cultivator's space for movement grew smaller and smaller, hitting walls everywhere.

Finally, he was imprisoned in a water-formed cage, unable to live, unable to die.

To prevent him from resisting again, with a "pu chi" sound, Lu Wu brandished his long spear and directly cut off the Spirit Insect Cultivator's four limbs.

The intense pain made the Spirit Insect Cultivator let out a low roar: "Uh~"

At this moment, Xu Zhangqing appeared silently, still holding a talisman paper glowing with black eerie light in his hand; twisted patterns were drawn on the talisman face, looking like ghostly scribbles, and even exuding a faint yin aura.

He condensed a wisp of mana at his fingertips, lightly flicked it, and the talisman paper floated to before the Spirit Insect Cultivator, sticking to his forehead covered in cold sweat.

Hum!

The Spirit Talisman instantly lit up with a faint glow; the black patterns spread along the Spirit Insect Cultivator's forehead to his temples, neck, chest, and four limbs, finally diffusing throughout his entire body.

In a short while, the originally struggling Spirit Insect Cultivator's pupils became turbid, as if covered by a layer of gloom; the whole person lost all consciousness of resistance, leaving only instinct.

"This is... a Soul Departure Talisman?"

"Yes!"

"You can actually draw such a rare Spirit Talisman?"

"Maybe my talent in drawing talismans isn't bad!"

"Wait, what is a Soul Departure Talisman?"

"This thing mainly restrains the divine soul and disturbs consciousness."

Yu Shi's gaze toward Xu Zhangqing was now somewhat complex.

Originally thought the other party was just a spirit farmer, merely planting spirit plants on ordinary days.

Even if he had a Water Spiritual Root, he probably was just so-so; he should be not good at drawing talismans.

Unexpectedly, he actually learned the Soul Departure Talisman silently, and could even draw it.

No wonder Xu Zhangqing said earlier "capture alive if possible"; it turned out he had long been prepared.

Soon, the five people brought the Spirit Insect Cultivator into the resting point.

Hu Bugui and the others, seeing that he was truly captured alive, crowded forward one after another to observe.

Zhao Ziyue furrowed his brow: "I have never seen this person in our Immortal Sect; he should not be a member of our Immortal Sect."

Spirit Rong Night said with deep agreement: "Spirit Insect Cultivators are extremely few in number; what's more, he is a Golden Core-level Spirit Insect Cultivator; it is absolutely impossible for him to be unknown."

Xu Zhangqing suddenly drew a sharp breath, drawing everyone's attention.

Su Jinli took the initiative to ask: "What's wrong?"

Xu Zhangqing countered: "Is this person a Person-Quality Golden Core or an Earth-Grade Golden Core?"

However, the four who had just attacked all had blank expressions.

Lu Wu shook his head: "This person never used any divine abilities from beginning to end; he might be a Qin Hua Golden Core."

Xu Zhangqing wore a doubtful look: "A mere Qin Hua Golden Core dares to hunt us down?"

By now, Hu Bugui had already taken the spirit insect cultivator's storage item.

Apart from an insect pouch for storing insects, there was also a waist belt tied around his waist.

Of course, the work of removing the inscriptions still had to be handed to Su Jinli; after all, her strength was indeed the "strongest" in the group for now.

However, because the spirit insect cultivator was still alive, the inscriptions were very stubborn.

Stubbornly using a full hour before finally finishing it.

Everyone looked expectant as they began to inspect the things inside.

Wanchu Secret Manual Middle Volume

Rotting Heart Insect Technique

Spirit Insect Concealment Art

Insect Tide Self-Detonation Array

Complete Atlas of Eastern Region Spirit Insects

Donghe Sect Resource Transport Ledger

Eighty thousand middle-grade spirit stones

Ten bottles of Spirit Worm Nurturing Liquid

Thirty bottles of Ziyun Pills

Excluding the middle-grade spirit stones, the value of everything else added together reached at least five hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones; it could be said they were quite wealthy.

Not to mention some miscellaneous trinkets that weren't counted.

Xu Zhangqing raised his eyebrows, thinking to himself: "What is the relationship between the Wanchu Secret Manual and the Ten Thousand Insects Secret Record?"

Judging by the names, they differ by only a single character.

Furthermore, both are spirit insect cultivators, so they likely share a deep connection.

Hu Bugui asked with a blank look: "Who knows about the Donghe Sect?"

Zhao Ziyue said in a deep voice: "I know; it is a small cultivation sect in Fengrao Commandery, with few members, only twenty or thirty."

It seems they specifically contact the Dongting Immortal Sect to receive various dispatched tasks!