When he heard Su Zimo's warning, a killing intent flashed through Jiang Yu's eyes with his back facing everyone before fading away.
Apart from those from Misty Peak, the other cultivators either ignored it or snorted in disbelief – almost no one believed it.
Frowning slightly, Ji Yaoxue turned around and asked, "Zimo, what's wrong?"
"Something's not right."
Su Zimo shook his head. "These corpses are as black as ink and they died without knowing how they died. In fact, they didn't even have a chance to escape. They must have encountered something extremely terrifying."
"Fufu."
Si Yutang who was about to step forward sneered, "Su Zimo, aren't you a little too cowardly? You don't even dare to take the ownerless items in the ancient battlefield. I advise you to hide somewhere and cultivate. Don't come out. "
Su Zimo and Perfected Being Cang Lang were like fire and water.
As Perfected Being Cang Lang's disciple, Si Yutang naturally would not be nice to Su Zimo.
Pausing for a moment, Si Yutang turned around and smiled at Ji Yaoxue, saying confidently, "Fellow Daoist Yaoxue, you don't have to worry. I'm certain that there's no danger ahead!"
"Look at those corpses, there's no flesh at all. This means that these cultivators have been dead for at least 10 years and their flesh has long rotted. There's no danger at all. "
In truth, that was also the reason why many cultivators dared to step forward.
Since these cultivators had been dead for so long, they would have long left even if there was any danger and would not linger here for so long.
"Dead for more than 10 years?"
Su Zimo's gaze flickered as he shook his head. "Not necessarily!"
By then, the cultivators at the front had already arrived beside the corpses.
Although the Great Zhou guard at the front was excited, he was still cautious and did not venture in recklessly. Instead, he picked up a storage bag beside a corpse at the side.
He paused for a moment.
There was no danger!
The guard opened the bag of holding and looked inside. His eyes lit up, and he quickly put the bag of holding into his own bag of holding. Then he rushed inside and began to pick up the other bags of holding.
When the other cultivators saw that, they did not hesitate and charged towards the corpses as well.
Suddenly!
The sand beside one of the corpses moved, and a fist-sized bump gradually appeared. It grew bigger and bigger, as if something was about to break out of the sand!
In the blink of an eye, more and more of these bumps appeared on the sand, attracting the attention of many cultivators.
The alert cultivators had already activated their flying swords and soared into the sky.
Puff!
A crisp sound rang out.
A huge black and red ball suddenly broke out of the sand and fell at the feet of the cultivators.
Before the crowd could react, the black and red balls dispersed, turning into red-headed, black-bodied, barefooted insects. They crawled towards the feet of the cultivators.
Each worm was as long as an arm and had a thousand legs. They slithered on the sand at an extremely fast speed and instantly crawled to the feet of the cultivators!
"Ah! Ah! Ah! "
Screams of agony rose one after another.
Under countless gazes, a black fog suddenly appeared on the faces of the cultivators. Their eyes bulged out like dead fish, and they were extremely frightened. The blood vessels under their skin gradually bulged and could be seen clearly. Suddenly, they exploded!
"Blood Centipedes!"
Su Zimo's expression changed slightly.
Previously, in order to find out about the origin of the Night Spirit, he had browsed through many books about ancient living beings in Misty Peak and recognized this extremely ferocious living being.
Blood Centipedes were living beings of the ancient era. They lived in groups and were extremely venomous. With a single bite, they could turn a person's flesh into a pool of blood and devour them in groups.
Within a few breaths, they could devour a person until only a corpse was left!
Because the Blood Centipedes were extremely venomous, their corpses were black in color. It was said that they had long gone extinct in Tianhuang Mainland – to think that they would appear again in the ancient battlefield.
"It's an ancient Blood Centipede! Hurry, retreat!"
Right then, Jiang Yu exclaimed and turned around hurriedly, arriving beside Ji Yaoxue. His eyes flashed with a hint of panic, as though he was extremely fearful as he panted. "Third princess, hurry and leave! Don't linger here!"
"They …"
Even as the princess of Great Zhou, she was so frightened that her face turned pale when she saw this turn of events. She pointed at the chaotic crowd with a pained expression.
"We can't save them! If we linger here, we'll die as well!" Jiang Yu shouted.
In that short period of time, many cultivators had already died. Their flesh was gone, leaving only pitch-black corpses behind. Their storage bags fell to the side, looking exactly the same as the corpses they saw initially.
The four Great Zhou guards at the front were all dead and none of them survived!
Some of the cultivators at the back managed to avoid the calamity. However, some of them were scared silly and stood rooted to the spot.
A cultivator at the front turned around with a horrified expression. Reaching out, he grabbed the shoulder of a Weapon Refinement Master in front of him and begged, "Save me …"
Poof!
His words came to a stop as the person who spoke turned into a blood mist, splattering pus all over the Weapon Refinement Master's face.
That person shuddered in fright. When he snapped out of his stupor, he shrieked and turned to flee.
However, he had only taken a few steps when he paused in his tracks. A black mist surged from his face and he turned into pus as well. His corpse fell to the ground and a swarm of Blood Centipedes pounced on him, drowning him instantly.
Psst!
When they saw that, some of the surviving cultivators gasped and their pupils constricted.
The poison was so terrifying that even if one was not bitten by the Blood Centipedes, a few drops of pus from a cultivator's body was enough to poison a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to death!
Ji Yaoxue realized that there was no way to save the cultivators bitten by the Blood Centipedes.
If they tried to save them forcefully, they would die here as well!
Si Yutang was so scared that his face turned pale and he felt a sense of trepidation. Thankfully, he was able to argue with Su Zimo and was able to escape slowly.
"Let's go this way. Everyone, ride on your swords. Blood Centipedes can't fly!"
Jiang Yu called out and rode his sword into the air, leading Ji Yaoxue and the remaining cultivators in a certain direction.
The remaining cultivators were already in a panic as they instinctively summoned their flying swords and soared into the air, escaping with Jiang Yu.
The situation was chaotic.
Among everyone present, Su Zimo was the only one who could maintain his composure as he sprinted on the ground with Night Spirit, following closely behind everyone.
Although they were already far away from the corpse area, Su Zimo's sense of danger had not dissipated. Instead, it was getting heavier!
"Everyone, watch out!"
Before Su Zimo could finish his sentence, there was a loud boom.
The sand in front of them suddenly collapsed, forming a gigantic pit.
A gigantic and menacing head popped out of the pit and moved its thousand legs. Half of its body was raised and it faced everyone with an extremely terrifying aura!
A pair of fangs that emitted a foul stench let out a clanging sound when it bit down. Its bloodshot eyes were like two blazing suns with a murderous aura.
This was an incomparably gigantic Blood Centipede. Even the half of its body that was exposed was a hundred feet long!
"Ah!"
Everyone exclaimed.
Although the Blood Centipede did not know how to fly, the half of its body that was raised was a hundred feet tall and blocked everyone's path instantly!
There were pursuers ahead and obstructions behind!
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