Chapter 160

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

Li Miao was in mid-air, his figure like a falling leaf, swaying, and by using the recoil of his palm strikes, he actually stopped in mid-air and did not fall further.

The sounds of explosions, splashing juices, and the "hissing" of venomous snakes continued to ring out.

After a while, it finally stopped.

Li Miao stepped on the air, flashed several feet, and then landed on the ground.

And the venomous snakes that had gathered into a small lake just now had become a pool of red liquid accumulated in several huge palm prints.

Although he had already killed the pile of venomous snakes, Li Miao frowned after landing.

Because there was nothing in that pile of venomous snakes.

The Miao King, who he expected to be hiding in the snake group, was not there.

Li Miao looked around and listened intently, but found no clues.

In the spherical space, hundreds or thousands of cave entrances were distributed on the stone walls in all directions. They led in all directions, and even the people of the twelve clans didn't know where these entrances led.

The Miao King could be hiding in any one of the entrances, looking at Li Miao with sinister intent.

Or she might have already left through some entrance; if that were the case, Li Miao wouldn't be able to catch her.

Li Miao took a few steps forward, raised his hand into a palm, and pushed toward the pool of blood in front of him.

The flesh and blood accumulated in the palm print were "splashed" out by the true energy and scattered.

Those venomous snakes were not ordinary species; their toxicity was so fierce it was no longer mundane. Unless necessary, Li Miao didn't want to test it himself.

After the ground was cleared, Li Miao squatted down to carefully check if the Miao King had left any traces.

At this time, the old man and the three great shamans who had followed also "slid" down the rock wall and walked quickly to Li Miao's side.

"My lord, we just used Gu insects to sense it; the Miao King is not here. Or rather, at least not near the hundreds of cave entrances on the east side; anything further is beyond our perception, and we can't see clearly."

"These venomous snakes were likely gathered by the Miao King as a means to delay our pursuit."

"Tsk."

Li Miao twisted his fingers.

"Running away is definitely not the case. Now that she's run, not to mention whether she has a place to hide, the Miao King would never be a cowardly person."

"Most likely, she is either in one of the cave entrances, looking at us with sinister intent, thinking about how to kill us."

Hearing Li Miao say this, the few great shamans shivered in unison.

Li Miao didn't care, continuing to speak to himself, his eyes glancing intentionally or unintentionally at the silent old man.

"Or else, in this large, complex karst cave, there are places or things that help the Miao King that you haven't told me about."

The old man trembled, revealing a stiff smile.

"My lord, I remember now. Perhaps there is one place. The Miao King might have gone there."

"Speak."

"The Pupa Chamber; if there is a place the Miao King is most likely to go, it is none other than the Pupa Chamber."

If it weren't a matter of life and death, the old man really wouldn't want Li Miao to know this term.

"Pupa Chamber," as the name implies, is precisely the place where the twelve clans make "Pupa Maidens" and "Gu beasts." It stores countless Gu insects and blood food; once the Miao King arrives there, not only can she drive endless Gu insects, but she can also constantly replenish Gu insects using the stored blood food, which can be said to be like a tiger adding wings.

These are not the key; the key is—that place is also where the twelve clans helped the Ming Cult refine Gu soldiers.

The process of making Gu soldiers is not easy or pleasant; it is a long, slow process full of pain. If that place isn't called a living hell, it can be called a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

After being seen by Li Miao, they might be killed directly by Li Miao.

But, if they can't find the Miao King, they are also "dead"... they have no choice.

After hearing the name "Pupa Chamber," Li Miao immediately thought of "Pupa Maiden" and understood why the old man only revealed this name after he pressed him.

"Heh."

Li Miao gave a sneer.

"Lead the way. We'll settle your accounts later."

"Yes."

The old man responded, looked around, locked onto a direction, and led Li Miao over.

As they were walking, suddenly, a cry of pain came from behind them.

"Ah!!!"

The old man turned back suddenly and saw a great shaman, his face black, collapsing to the ground.

After struggling a few times, he lost all signs of life.

The old man reached out to stop the two great shamans who were about to step forward to check, his face looking ugly.

After a while, the corpse suddenly began to twitch on the ground, as if something were scurrying under the skin, occasionally bulging into a large lump.

A moment later, the corpse actually supported itself with its hands, suddenly raised its head, and looked at the few with white pupils, first looking at the old man, a sinister smile appearing on its face, and then turning to look at Li Miao.

"Lo... Lord, Li, Lord Li... Lord Li."

Its lips moved, actually speaking.

"Miao King?"

Li Miao crossed his arms and said calmly.

"Yes."

"Why, are you asking for mercy?"

"It is a request for peace."

The corpse stared with a pair of hollow eyes, lying on the ground, raising its head in a strange posture, looking at Li Miao.

"If the Imperial Court spares me, I have something to offer the Imperial Court."

"Something that His Majesty will definitely want... just exchange the Miao border for me."

BOOM!

With a crisp sound, the corpse's skull exploded, and red and white matter splattered.

Li Miao lowered his hand, sneered, and turned to look at the old man.

"Let's go."

The old man shivered, nodded, and continued to lead Li Miao forward.

They entered a cave.

This cave was extremely deep and pitch black.

The old man took a small bag from his bosom, took out a handful of rice-like things, and scattered them on the ground.

As soon as those things touched the ground, they burst open, and countless fireflies crawled out, gathering into a patch of light in the air, illuminating the surroundings.

The few continued forward, walking another few dozen feet.

Thump.

Another great shaman fell to the ground.

This time, the old man didn't speak.

The great shaman struggled on the ground for a while, raised his head, and again stared at Li Miao with a pair of white pupils.

"Lord Li, don't you want to hear my conditions?"

"Heh."

Li Miao sneered.

"Nothing more than something about longevity, things written to death in storybooks; what new tricks can you come up with?"

BOOM.

The skull exploded, and the headless corpse fell.

So the few continued forward, but the last great shaman was already in tears and trembling uncontrollably.

The Miao King's methods, to these great shamans who practiced witchcraft and Gu arts and had a pile of Gu insects in their bodies, were a matter of life and death.

They hadn't even noticed, and two great shamans had already died.

And Li Miao had no intention of listening to the Miao King's words at all... presumably, the Miao King wouldn't swallow her words either.

The next corpse to deliver the message should be him.

Sure enough, after walking in silence for a while, the great shaman felt a sharp pain in his body and was just about to cry out in pain.

BOOM!

The skull had already exploded.

Li Miao withdrew his hand and looked at the old man.

"Do you have any means of self-preservation?"

"Or, means to lead the way even after death?"

(End of chapter)