Chapter 701

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Seeing this, the lead spirit insect cultivator's eyes flashed with a trace of shock, and he shouted sternly, "Form the formation!"

The four spirit insect cultivators quickly gathered close, chanting incantations, and black light lit up on their bodies.

They once again sprayed out large amounts of spirit silk, which intertwined to form a barrier.

At the same time, the barrier opened countless insect eyes, spraying out dense black mist.

The moment it permeated the air, it made breathing difficult.

Wang Han hurriedly circulated his spiritual power to protect himself: "Poison mist?"

But Xu Zixiao not only did not stop, he even moved freely within the poison mist.

First, he did not need to breathe.

Second, the poison mist had just approached when it melted like ice and snow meeting fire.

He drew the Green Peak Wood Sword, and a layer of green light rose on the sword body.

"Break!"

With a low shout, the long sword swept out horizontally.

An arc-shaped sword qi carrying a whistling sound fiercely cleaved onto the spirit silk barrier.

The terrifying sword qi instantly tore it apart, countless spirit silk strands snapping and scattering.

The four spirit insect cultivators behind the barrier were completely unable to resist, fresh blood overflowing from the corners of their mouths.

The lead spirit insect cultivator was both shocked and angry, suddenly opening his mouth to spit out a black centipede; the centipede's body was covered in dark red patterns, and it immediately let out a low roar: "Kill him for me!"

The black centipede let out a piercing "screech," its legs bearing barbs, pouncing toward Xu Zixiao wrapped in a fishy wind, the dark red patterns glowing with a strange sheen in the black mist.

This was the lead spirit insect cultivator's natal spirit insect, the "Blood Centipede," with incomparable venom.

And it could devour cultivator essence blood.

Ordinary cultivators encountering it would suffer severe injury at best, and lose their lives at worst.

Wang Han watched with his heart tightening, just about to warn him, but saw Xu Zixiao advance instead of retreat, the green light on the Green Peak Wood Sword suddenly surging violently.

He did not need to predict the Blood Centipede's position; the "ability" inherent in the spirit pattern had already locked onto the target, and the long sword pierced through the Blood Centipede's skull with incomparable precision.

Puchi!

Green centipede venom splattered onto the ground, corroding out little black spots.

But just as it neared Xu Zixiao, with the green light around him lighting up, the venom instantly vaporized and dissipated.

The Blood Centipede let out a miserable shriek, its body twitching a few times before going still.

With his natal spirit insect killed, the lead spirit insect cultivator suffered a heavy blow, immediately spraying out a large mouthful of black blood, his face turning pale as paper in an instant.

His eyes were full of disbelief, and he turned to flee.

"Run fast, this person is too ferocious!"

"Who exactly are you?"

"Stay here."

Xu Zixiao's voice was without ripple, like a ghost shadow following close behind.

The Green Peak Wood Sword drew a cold arc.

Where the sword light passed, the lead spirit insect cultivator's skull fell to the ground in response, blood spraying beside the blood pool and fusing into one with the blood water in the pool.

A golden core "spun round and round" flew out, but the next second it was cleaved in two by a sword strike.

With the leader dealt with, the remaining four injured spirit insect cultivators had long lost the courage to resist; some wanted to burrow into the insect nest, some wanted to turn and flee.

But Xu Zixiao's speed far surpassed their imagination.

One spirit insect cultivator had just lunged to the insect nest entrance when his legs were severed by sword qi, screaming as he fell into the insect nest, to be divided and devoured by the spirit devouring insects he himself had raised.

One spirit insect cultivator tried to wrap himself in spirit silk to enhance his defense, but was pierced straight through by sword qi, dying violently in an instant.

The remaining two spirit insect cultivators sprayed out large amounts of poison mist, wanting to take the opportunity to escape, but Xu Zixiao was completely unaffected; the long sword swept horizontally, and both men's heads separated from their bodies simultaneously.

From start to finish, only the time of one incense stick passed, and all five spirit insect cultivators were executed, one of them even being a Golden Core cultivator.

The spirit devouring insects and poison thorn worms inside the outpost lost control.

Either they scattered and fled in all directions.

Or they were slain by the sword qi Xu Zixiao casually waved out.

Wang Han stood in place, already staring dumbfounded.

He had originally thought it would be a bitter battle, even preparing to flee.

The result was unexpected — Xu Zixiao was actually this powerful.

One sword, one kill, clean and neat.

As if harvesting crops, it was this easy.

This strength, truly unfathomable.

Xu Zixiao walked toward the iron cage in the center of the outpost.

Those trapped mortals, seeing the spirit insect cultivators killed, finally had a glimmer of light in their eyes, but because they were too weak, they didn't even have the strength to cry for help.

Xu Zixiao lightly waved his long sword, the iron cage's chains snapping one after another; at the same time, he took out some healing pills and dry rations from his storage ring and handed them to those mortals still capable of movement.

Wang Han also hurried forward to help, feeding medicine to the mortals on one side while soothing them: "Don't be afraid, the bad people are all dead, you are safe now!"

Among the mortals, a withered man struggled to rise, kowtowing repeatedly to Xu Zixiao and Wang Han: "Many thanks to the two Immortal Masters for the grace of saving our lives!"

The remaining mortals, seeing this, all followed suit and kowtowed.

Tears mixed with the mud on their faces and slid down, full of the relief of having survived a calamity.

Xu Zixiao accepted a bow expressionlessly, then turned and walked toward the Devouring Spirit Mother Worm in the center of the Blood Pool.

That Mother Worm, having lost the Spirit Insect Cultivator's control, shrank at the pool's edge trembling, the wriggling of its abdomen also slowing; it no longer dared to lay eggs.

Xu Zixiao raised his hand and struck out a Green Light Barrier, firmly trapping the Devouring Spirit Mother Worm.

The Mother Worm immediately lost the strength to struggle, staying obediently in the light barrier, emitting a weak "hiss-hiss" sound, as if wailing, or perhaps begging for mercy.

Just at this time, the ground under Xu Zixiao's feet suddenly trembled once, causing the blood water in the Blood Pool to ripple out a ring of ripples.

His eyebrows twitched slightly; he lowered his head to look at the ground.

On the stone slabs at the Blood Pool's edge, there was an inconspicuous groove.

Complex patterns were engraved inside the groove; it seemed to be a Spiritual Array.

Xu Zixiao reported the situation: "Master, there is an anomaly underground."

Xu Zhangqing observed everything through the Puppet's perspective; hearing this, his heart stirred: "Investigate carefully, see what there is."

Xu Zixiao complied, pointing his Long Sword at the groove; Green Sword Qi poured into the groove, activating the patterns on it.

As it lit up, a stone slab at the Blood Pool's edge slowly shifted aside, revealing a pitch-black entrance; a dense wave of Spiritual Energy mixed with a faint bloody smell surged out from inside.

"There's actually a Secret Passage?"

Wang Han walked over, his face full of surprise: "These Spirit Insect Cultivators really hid deep!"

Xu Zixiao, holding the Green Peak Wood Sword, jumped in first.

The Secret Passage was not long; extending downward roughly ten-odd zhang, it arrived at an Underground Stone Chamber.

The stone chamber was not large, roughly one zhang square.

Several glowing Night Pearls were inlaid on the walls, illuminating the interior space.

In the center of the stone chamber was a small Spirit Vein Node.

Spiritual Energy flowed out, nourishing the soil below.

The soil was dark red, fine in texture, emitting dense vitality and a bloody smell.

And to the side was placed a Black Stone Box.

On the stone box were actually engraved patterns similar to the Devouring Spirit Mother Worm.

Xu Zixiao walked forward and opened the stone box; inside were shockingly placed an Ancient Book and three dark red insect eggs.

Xu Zhangqing saw the scene in the stone chamber clearly through the shared view; a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Some kind of insect eggs and an Ancient Book?"

He recognized at a glance that the dark red soil was Blood Soil.

Formed from long-term nourishment by a Spirit Vein, although carrying a trace of bloody qi, its nutrients were extremely abundant, far surpassing ordinary spirit soil.

Specially used to cultivate Special Spirit Plants or alien Spirit Insects, the effect is excellent!