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

Chapter 56 Centipede Originator

"Where is your mother now?"

Gu Heting asked the question he most wanted to know: As his Phoenix-Carrying Book had said, the Myriad Flower Red Stone was no ordinary item. Wushan was resource-poor, and warfare was commonplace.

Being murdered and robbed is not a big deal in this world.

Gu Heting closed his eyes and sighed. This was truly a major disaster; a Corpse Immortal had appeared in Tangjiabao.

Why did this mother and daughter get involved with this group of corpse immortals?

Do you know who is chasing you?

"His name is... I think it's Evil Bee."

Shang Rui, looking worried, recounted the incident to Yu Ni.

"Just last month, a Foundation Establishment cultivator from our sect and my mother were on their way back. I was sitting in the sedan chair when I heard the sound of bees."

"The bees weren't yellow and white; they were red, vermilion bees. I've never seen bees like that before."

"Then I saw my Foundation Establishment colleague's head explode. Blood splattered all over my face."

Gu Heting grinned as he heard this.

The little girl recounted all the events in detail.

Master Fang formed hand seals and unfolded a magical artifact resembling a Bagua formation.

Fang Lao shielded Zhao Huailian and her daughter Shang Rui behind the magical artifact, which blocked the arrows from their path.

Nearly 60% of the servants of the surrounding merchants were killed or injured, and the area was littered with dead bodies.

The remaining servants were all seriously injured, and they surrounded Zhao Huailian's carriage.

The servants shielded the mother and daughter behind them.

"Master, you go first. We still have some manpower. If there are any traitors, we can buy some time." A bearded man stood in front of the mother and daughter, holding a curved knife.

He fiercely protected his master's family. He was a sword guard of the Shang family, originally brought by the third son of the Shang family.

He was loyal to the merchants, but now he has three arrows sticking out of his body.

He used his internal energy to defend himself during the sneak attack, and his injuries were the least severe among all the attackers.

Given the current situation, he concluded that the thief must be hiding nearby.

"You thieves, why don't you show yourselves at once for your despicable deeds?"

The bearded man held a knife, the tip pointing forward, before he could finish speaking.

Then they saw grappling hooks coming towards them. The servants around them were terrified. In an instant, the grappling hooks dragged the people around them into the bushes, and their screams pierced the eardrums of the mother and daughter.

A pool of bright red liquid flowed from the grass, and a group of masked men in black emerged from the surrounding cover, surrounding the mother and daughter.

The bearded man wasn't in much better shape; he barely managed to block the attack. A chunk of raw flesh was torn away by the hook and chain. The wound was bleeding profusely.

"You thief, do you not take me seriously?"

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Old Fang leaped down from the sky, his flying sword, synchronized with his incantation, hurtling towards the group of men in black. In an instant, two heads fell to the ground, blood gushing from their severed necks. Just as the flying sword was about to reach the third person, it was stopped by someone's hand.

"A cultivator. Eighth level of Qi Refining, not bad. Old man, don't go looking for trouble."

Silver iron claws gripped the flying sword weapon tightly; a man with a hooked nose had seized the immortal sword.

His face was wrapped in bandages, and his expression was slightly distorted. He was thin, but hunched over, and his hands were bound with iron claws. His whole demeanor was somewhat gloomy.

Madam Shang shielded her daughter behind her, saying, "Elder Fang, be careful, this person might be a cultivator."

Old Master Fang looked around warily and said, "Madam, I would like to ask you to leave first. Steward Wei, why don't you escort Madam away?"

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The bearded man nodded in understanding: "Madam, let's go—ah!"

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The man was about to speak when he realized his throat felt constricted. He looked down and saw a bright red wasp perched on his neck. The wasp had embedded its stinger in the bearded man's neck.

The area swelled up at a visible rate. Afterwards, the veins on the neck turned a deep purple.

The neck, swollen into a fleshy ball, looked extremely unsightly.

A moment later, the bearded man foamed at the mouth and died.

A young man emerged from the bushes. He had a burn scar on his face that made his features extremely unsightly. On his back was a large hornet's nest wrapped in bandages, with scarlet hornets flying around it.

The wasps that killed the bearded man buzzed and flew around, quickly landing on the young man's middle finger.

"If you take someone's money, you're obligated to solve their problems."

Someone paid a high price for the lady's head. We're just paying for this service, so please don't mind.

"Old man, you'd better leave now." The swarming wasps gave the young man an eerie feeling.

At this moment, Fang Lao's pores were trembling. If he could barely handle one person, he could at least buy some time.

But the two demonic cultivators shattered his confidence.

Moreover, these two demonic cultivators are estimated to be at the eighth level, or even at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

Peak of Foundation Building.

"Madam, I am about to use my killing move. You all run first, I can buy you some time." With that, Old Fang formed a hand seal, and three flying swords appeared around him.

"The Three Lives Sword Slash".

After saying that, the three flying swords danced erratically.

"A boring, cheap trick. These rogue cultivators just don't know what's good for them." The hunchbacked man with the hooked nose looked at Elder Fang, who was controlling the three flying swords, with a gloomy expression.

While Elder Fang confronted the members of the Demonic Sect, Zhao Huailian turned around and gently stroked her daughter's head, her eyes filled with loving kindness.

"Daughter, don't be afraid, Mother will take you back." In truth, Zhao Huailian was filled with worry. She and her daughter might not survive this ordeal, but she was determined to get her own flesh and blood out of there, even if only one of them survived.

Zhao Huailian gently touched her daughter's face, then suddenly hugged her daughter's waist.

He then summoned a flying sword.

She stepped onto the flying sword and rode away with her daughter.

"Vulture, you take your men and go after them. We're after the heads of that mother and daughter. Don't mess things up and get covered in blood."

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The two demonic beings were named Vulture and Evil Bee.

Vulture, like himself, was a man of few words. He was extremely cold and efficient when it came to killing, while Evil Bee enjoyed torture. The two were not entirely on the same page when it came to their philosophies of killing.

The vulture's black cloak billowed in the wind, just like his name, making him look like a giant vulture. The cloak itself was a magical artifact, and now it was being swept up by the gale and flying into the air.

"Where do you think you're going, you demon?" Old Fang shouted, and three flying swords circled around and flew towards the vulture.

The flying sword soared into the air, only to be blocked by a swarm of scarlet wasps.

"That's enough, old rogue cultivator."

Large numbers of wasps kept emerging from the hive on the back of the evil bee and surrounding Old Fang.

Old Fang bit his lip lightly and spat out, "Pah, you demonic sorcerer."

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The evil bee's eyes were full of displeasure. He scratched at the large red scars on his face, his whole body exuding madness. "Old man, do you know what happens when you get stung by a poisonous bee?" The evil bee's expression became more and more frantic.

That face was beaming with a radiant smile.