From waterfowl, it began to transform into the Great Sun Golden Crow.

The sky was dotted with stars, and the humidity of the rainy night was quite high.

Just as Gu Heting was about to close his eyes to rest, he saw raindrops fall on his beak. As time passed, the rain poured down.

A heavy rainstorm was coming, and then it started raining.

It's tough being around wild animals; even finding a place to hide is difficult.

After this commotion, Gu Heting arrived at a hollow in a dead tree. He briefly stepped on the bird's nest.

He simply dug a pit in the muddy ground.

The torch was lit using the Fire Serpent Technique.

The slight warmth brought him some comfort.

"Brother, you're from a reputable sect now, aren't you? Your master has already given me the gifts. I'll take your money and do your bidding. I'll sweep your grave every year."

His tree hole is less than 300 meters from Lü Pingyang's tomb.

Gu Heting's occasional soliloquy was merely a slight regret. The Wood Spirit Pill Cultivator, after a hundred years of cultivation, died under mysterious circumstances.

Since I've benefited from this guy's influence, I have to do something about it.

Gu Heting pondered. He wore a ring and lightly flicked his foot. A cyan alchemy furnace, larger than half his body, appeared.

Aside from refining wine, he hasn't been able to refine anything good with this alchemy furnace these past few days.

"Brother, don't you have any alchemy manuals? This is something I, an amateur, cobbled together myself. I'm too ashamed to even look at it."

"I almost exploded, you know?"

These days I've come to the blessed land of Dongting.

Gu Heting talking to himself had become a regular occurrence. At least now he had Jing Li to talk to. It's just that the old fish was too lazy.

I casually recited a mental cultivation technique or formula.

He closed his eyes and went to sleep.

The energetic Gu Heting always felt like he was keeping company with a lonely old man.

"If only you were alive."

"Perhaps he can teach me how to refine pills. Your master probably won't be able to come see you for a long time."

As soon as these words were spoken, the mound of the grave ahead trembled slightly.

Gu Heting felt a pang of fear, thinking he was seeing things.

Can the dead come back to life?

Gu Heting blinked, perhaps the pressure from the Nascent Soul Immortal was too great. His eyes might be playing tricks on him.

The loose soil kept surging upwards.

This cannot be faked.

There was something wrong with Lü Pingyang's grave; a stench of decay was emanating from it. Gu Heting felt dizzy and lightheaded.

"It smells awful."

An extremely foul stench wafted over.

There were constantly wriggling objects all around. Gu Heting was startled; they were countless blue centipedes.

Blue centipedes, piled up in rows of thousands.

One layer on top of another.

Then came a chorus of croaking frogs, but these croaks were deeper than those of ordinary frogs. Through the firelight, Gu Heting finally saw that these were not frogs at all, but countless toads.

The trees in the jungle rustled in the rain.

The hissing and biting of countless snakes was extremely dangerous. Everything around turned grayish-white. Gray spots shimmered in the firelight.

The earth collapsed and the sky cracked.

Arthropods kept emerging from the cracks in the rocks of the land.

The gray spots belong to a gecko, while the creature emerging from the crack in the rock is a scorpion.

Gu Heting was enveloped by instinctive fear. From birth until now, he had always possessed the instincts of a wild beast.

The scene was eerily strange. The constant events happening around him made his heart sink.

As a wild animal, its brain constantly sends out distress signals.

A huge threat is looming.

This is definitely not a good sign.

Snake, gecko, scorpion, centipede, toad.

These are the five poisonous creatures from ancient Chinese texts—such a coincidence! Gu Heting could hardly believe it.

"Water brings rest."

"Illusory Water Technique"

"Water magic, destroy!" Customer Ting didn't dare hesitate at all. She activated the water magic taught by Whale Li.

As Gu Heting recited the incantation, the surrounding rain and mist formed a water sphere above his head. The water sphere directly extinguished the fire.

The world was plunged into darkness.

Gu Heting lay prone on the ground, even suppressing his breathing to a minimum. Centipedes slithered around him, crawling all over his body, following the texture of his feathers.

Centipede, toad, gecko, scorpion, green snake.

Converging towards a central point.

Through the pale moonlight, Gu Heting witnessed an unbelievable scene.

Numerous poisonous insects inhabit this area.

The five poisons combined to form a human shape. His body was liquefying. Finally, a living person stood before Gu Heting.

The man was wearing the exact same clothes as Lü Pingyang.

His black hair flowed in the pale moonlight, like a black waterfall. His eyes scanned his surroundings. Only then did Gu Heting notice.

This person's eyes were dull and lifeless.

His dark brown pupils seemed to be staring into an abyss, so deep they looked like they were looking into the deepest hell.

The bright moon could not even reflect his eyes.

He simply stood there, like a machine.

Dead silence and indifference are the first impressions Gu Heting gave him.

Half of his body was covered in crisscrossing scars, with red burn scars covering his entire body. Several blue veins bulged from his neck to his face.

His face, which was expressionless, appeared somewhat ferocious.

Is this person a demon?

Gu Heting wasn't stupid; this man gave him a very sinister feeling. He didn't want to get involved in unnecessary trouble. He needed to find a chance to escape right now.

How can I run away?

The surrounding area is full of poisonous insects; even if you try to run, you'll be spotted.

After thinking for a long time, Gu Heting decided to play dead. He remained crawling on the ground, disguising himself as a stone.

Gu Heting even held his breath, making sure he didn't emit a single breath.

The man, half his body disfigured, walked towards Lü Pingyang's grave. His words were devoid of any emotion: "Senior brother, I said I would never regret what I did."

"I killed that female cultivator before I went down the mountain that day."

"I also turned everyone in Liu Family Village into white corpses."

"Isn't life about using any means necessary to achieve your goals?"

"Everyone has their own destiny in this world. Your destiny is to die in my hands, so you might as well grant my wish."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand.

The hidden world within his sleeve carried a murky, turbid air. That murky air was eerie, like the chilling wind of a mass grave.

The foul air seeped into Lü Pingyang's tomb.

The grave suddenly erupted, and withered, dry hands emerged from it. Then, Lü Pingyang's corpse emerged from the grave.

His cheeks were sunken, and the flesh covering his teeth was gone.

Its appearance was extremely terrifying.

It resembled a terrifying zombie.

He slapped his hand on the zombie's head, muttering, "The Yellow Emperor of Heaven, devouring poisonous worms, the dead harbor resentment, the living are sleepless."

"Senior brother, why don't I help you refine it?"

"Your peak Core Formation strength is not in vain."

The person, covered in foul odors, exuded a viscous liquid. The viscous substance was murky and incredibly foul-smelling.

The liquid seeped into the corpse's eye sockets and nasal cavity.

As the liquid flows in.

His body was covered with heavy, eerie patterns.

A complete puppet was being refined right before Gu Heting's eyes.