These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Tu Shan Wanwan immediately took action, accurately severing the tentacles binding the people with her sword energy. These tentacles seemed to be unaware of what was happening and appeared extremely docile, allowing Tu Shan Wanwan and Wei Tu to release them, although most of them were still unconscious.

Mo Qiu also joined in the help. He knew that now was not the time to ask what was going on, but looking at the incredibly calm and collected young man, he felt that all of this could only be described as unbelievable.

When they finally managed to put these people together neatly.

"..."

A sound came from inside the Blood Nest.

"Oops……"

"Wait... be quiet."

Wei Tu suddenly told Tu Shan Wanwan to shut up, and both Mo Qiu and Tu Shan Wanwan looked at the boy in confusion.

Wei Tu frowned and said, "Did you hear anything?"

"That was... a sound?"

"No, I meant the sound of someone talking."

"say……?"

Tu Shan Wanwan still doesn't understand the situation.

Mo Qiu suddenly frowned as well, his eyes closed as if he were straining his ears. "Indeed... someone is chanting something... it seems... it seems to be inside the Blood Nest, there's someone inside?!"

While they were still wondering about these strange sounds, the tentacles around them seemed to finally realize what was happening.

They climb up the trees, they spread across the land.

"!!!"

The meat nest let out a piercing roar.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

Five thick, sharp tentacles shot out from within, rushing towards them along with the surrounding tentacles.

Wei Tu frowned. He didn't have time to think about what to do, so he could only use the simplest and most effective method.

The young man drew Shen Tu and left a message: "I'll hold them off first. You guys wake them up, then run quickly."

“Eh… Wei…”

Before Tu Shan Wanwan could finish speaking, the young man, like a startled swan, charged straight towards the tentacles.

Mo Qiu asked curiously, "Who...who is this person?"

"Wei Tu, you don't know?"

Tu Shan Wanwan was preparing medicine when she casually remarked.

"Wei Tu...? You mean... Wei Tu, the second-ranked Dragon Slayer?"

"Yes, hey, could you help me spread this powder out... Ah, thank you, Sister Mu."

Mu Xitong watched the two of them discussing the boy, finding it amusing but trying to suppress her laughter.

"Why...why didn't he tell me his real name...it caused me so much trouble before..."

Mo Qiu suddenly felt a little ashamed. Thinking of the harsh words he had said to that boy before, he felt like a clown.

They had to flee in disarray from these tentacles, while the other side...

They had already charged straight ahead.

"Whoosh!!"

The tentacle was like a sharp arrow, aiming to pierce the boy's chest.

Wei Tu leaped high into the air and landed accurately on the top of the tentacles. Stepping on the sticky tentacles, the boy's steps were very light, as if he were walking on flat ground, and he rushed forward.

"boom!!"

A giant tentacle slammed down from above, snapping towering trees in half along its path.

Wei Tu drew his sword, and the sword energy soared into the sky, severing the tentacles in front of him.

Large chunks of blood cascaded down, like a turbulent waterfall.

Below, the tentacle suddenly shook, tossing Wei Tu toward the horizon.

Wei Tu flew into the sky, his figure seemingly soaring towards the horizon.

At the same time, all the tentacles on the ground simultaneously found their target, and they gathered together, intertwining like a spire made of flesh.

Together they charged straight at the boy who was slowly falling towards the sky!

Clouds floating in the sky.

The sunlight, no longer dim, was fully captured by Wei Tu's eyes.

He knew there was a deadly trap below him, but the boy seemed completely unafraid.

He even closed his eyes slightly.

His body rose to its highest point in the air, then paused for a moment.

In that instant, Wei Tu opened his eyes, which shone with golden light.

The next moment he turned around, holding the sword in both hands.

The young man holding Shen Tu was like a golden ray of light, like a golden thunderbolt falling from the sky.

"Boom!!"

The clouds were split open, and the fog was dispersed.

His sword light swept from top to bottom, cutting everything in its path!

The flesh and blood of those tentacles flew everywhere, scattering like rain.

One by one, the trees shattered and burst open, like a meteor shower falling.

"call……"

As the wind blew, he held his sword with one hand and exhaled a breath of stale air.

The surrounding area was a blood-red muddy mess. PS: I'm going to the gym first, I'll update another chapter when I get back~

67. Surviving the ordeal.

"What am I doing..."

When Mo Yao opened his eyes in a daze, he saw not only his younger brother Mo Qiu and junior sister Tu Shan Wanwan, but also Mu Xitong...

"What are you doing...?"

He seemed to have no recollection of what had happened before.

Tu Shan Wanwan hurriedly said, "We were attacked before, and then I got separated from you. Do you remember, Senior Brother?"

Mo Yao rubbed his head before he suddenly realized what was happening.

"Ah...yes, I remember that I passed out while trying to block that tentacle. Did you find us?"

"That's about right. But... it was mainly Young Master Wei who helped."

Mo Yao seemed to realize that Mu Xitong was next to him, but the boy didn't seem to see her. He sat up and then saw a figure in the unclear fog.

He stood at a distance, holding a long, curved, strangely shaped knife, or perhaps a sword, at an angle.

The sword gleamed with golden light, and he, standing beside it, seemed to be enveloped in it as well, appearing as if a god had descended from the thick fog.

"he……"

"He is Wei Tu."

Tu Shan Wanwan said softly.

Mo Yao was stunned for a long time, then smiled bitterly, "No wonder, it seems there could be no one else but him. It seems the rumors at the Dragon Slaying Gathering are true, and it's also true that Ji Xiangwan couldn't defeat this young man."

Faced with overwhelming strength and superior talent, ordinary people seem only fit to admire and worship, or feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

After all, this young man... is probably younger than them, but the heights he has reached are already beyond the reach of others.

Looking at his fellow disciples who were gradually regaining consciousness, Mo Yao thought about what he should do now and struggled to stand up.

"Don't let Young Hero Wei fight alone, go and help him quickly."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the boy's voice came from afar.

"Don't rush over now."

Their movements came to an abrupt halt, and they could only make out the boy's figure through a thin layer of mist.

Wei Tu walked to the bottom of the still restless flesh nest, which seemed capable of devouring everything and contained countless flesh nests, from which thick liquid dripped continuously.

The boy seemed to take a deep breath.

The light and shadow around him seemed to dim for a moment.

then……

"Whoosh!"

He rose from the ground like an arrow released from a bow.

The direction they were facing was that enormous, abyss-like maw of flesh.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, some even gaping open.

How dare he venture deep into this terrifying den of flesh?

This made them realize that not only was there a gap in strength, but the boy's courage was also more unexpected.

They all tensed up, knowing what they would be in if something happened to the boy or he couldn't get out.

Even though he was feeling a bit weak, Mo Yao gripped his sword tightly in case of any unexpected situation.