139: The power of the golden scroll

Wu Xian’s brows furrowed, and he immediately had Huang Mao and the others lead the way.

Soon after, they arrived at a cluttered Shantytown, and the surrounding neighbors were evacuating in a panic.

Huang Mao kicked open the door, and the scene inside was hair-raising.

Dense, crimson threadworms wriggled on the bodies of a family of three, who had already been gnawed beyond recognition.

“Zhuzi, Zhuzi, what happened to you, Zhuzi?!”

Huang Mao cried out in anguish, his eyes filled with hatred for the Evil God.

He immediately released his four-and-a-half-star Town-House Chicken King, which charged forward to slay the heretical red threadworms.

The Chicken King’s deterrent power against the heretical threadworms was evident; as soon as it charged, the dense threadworms began to frantically flee, attempting to escape through the gaps in the shanties.

Unfortunately, in the next second, with the appearance of the gold scroll Lord of the Sun Star...

All the threadworms seemed to be scared out of their wits, began to twitch painfully, and in a blink of an eye, turned into a pile of dust, purely scared to death.

Huang Mao and the others were shocked and awestruck at the sight.

“Little Boss has a new work?”

“If I’m not mistaken, it seems to be a gold scroll.”

“My goodness, a gold scroll! Is Little Boss already a Gold Scroll Master?”

“As expected of a gold scroll painting spirit, its aura alone was enough to scare those bugs to death.”

Wu Xian ignored everyone’s shock and silently stepped forward to examine the unrecognizable bodies of the family of three.

“As expected, it’s targeting heretical spiritual substances?”

As he expected, the family of three clearly showed a state of incomplete spiritual structure within their bodies.

Evidently, those heretical threadworms were targeting the unique spiritual substances in the human body.

However, compared to other Heretical Scroll Masters, this person’s methods were clearly more sophisticated and powerful; he didn't even need to act personally, nor did he need his Servants to appear. Simply by parasitizing the evil worms on humans, he could achieve widespread transmission.

No wonder he was on the bounty list; this person’s danger coefficient was terrifying.

After some thought, he hovered above the Shantytown on a Laurel Branch, with Lord of the Sun Star crowing loudly beside him.

Ooh ooh ooh——!

The innate ability Crowing at Dawn was unleashed, and a rooster’s crow echoed through the heavens and earth. An invisible force seemed to ripple out, sweeping over more than half of the Shantytown.

In the areas where the crow passed, even the air seemed to become much clearer.

Afterward, he went near the Garbage Disposal Plant and once again used Crowing at Dawn.

However, this time, there was clearly still a trace of powerful evil worm Qi that had not been completely purified.

Wu Xian’s brows furrowed as he dove down.

More than a dozen garbage disposal workers looked terrified, still unaware of what had happened.

But under the sharp gaze of Lord of the Sun Star, one of the employees already had a distorted face, revealing his true form. “Damn it, what kind of scroll is this… Ah…”

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Amidst screams, the employee’s flesh and blood burst apart, spewing out dense, crimson threadworms, like a giant “plush toy.”

Seeing this, the surrounding employees screamed and scattered.

Lord of the Sun Star waved his feather fan, and a pure Yang golden light shot out.

The “fluff” on the “plush toy” seemed to be scorched by flames, quickly shriveling into a layer of charcoal adhering to the employee’s corpse.

At the same time, a wisp of spiritual energy, only present after a scroll shatters, surged into Lord of the Sun Star’s body, transforming into painting spirit experience.

“A Evil God Servant?”

To put it bluntly, if not for Lord of the Sun Star, this Evil God Servant hidden among the populace would not have been discovered at all.

Once this evil worm infection crisis was resolved, these Servants of the Evil God would be like ticking time bombs; there was no telling when another wave might come.

After a brief check of the items in this Evil God Servant’s spatial ring, no effective information was found.

He then looked at the other pale-faced employees beside him. “Tell me some general information about this person.”

“Rep… Replying, adult,” one of the middle-aged foremen nervously responded, “This person is named Li Ergou. He joined less than half a year ago. He usually chatted and laughed with everyone. We never expected him to be a Evil God Servant.”

“Yes, he even said he was going to treat me to a drink yesterday. Good thing I didn’t go today.”

“Joined less than half a year ago?”

Wu Xian mused thoughtfully, and after further questioning, he turned and left.

He then hurried to other areas that had not yet been purified by Crowing at Dawn, preparing to use Crowing at Dawn to thoroughly purify and clear out the Shantytown.

At this moment, a fierce battle commotion came from a shanty below.

Not long after, a powerful aura of death emanated from that direction, mixed with traces of evil worm Servants.

Riding his Flying Sword to the scene, Wu Xian couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

“Bai Shiqi?”

Bai Shiqi’s brows were tightly furrowed as he skillfully manipulated his scroll to deal with a Evil God Servant.

Perhaps because the opponent’s strength was too bizarre, he had no choice but to release a gold scroll to counter it.

Looking at the gold scroll painting spirit with a human body and a dog head, holding a scepter, it was full of déjà vu.

“It really is Anubis?” Wu Xian exclaimed in wonder.

Moreover, judging from Anubis’s appearance, details, and aura, it seemed even more complete than he had expected.

However, there was still a considerable gap from the “true” Anubis.

Bai Shiqi naturally noticed the approach of a powerful aura, and after seeing it was Wu Xian, he was clearly momentarily stunned.

“A gold scroll?!” Bai Shiqi seemed to shriek in surprise, “You even have a gold scroll now?!”

Wu Xian didn’t explain much, his gaze turning to the Evil God Servant who was controlling the evil worm scroll.

Lord of the Sun Star merely swept a glance over, scaring the Evil God Servant into a panic, who then turned and ran.

“?!”

Seeing this, Bai Shiqi’s pupils couldn’t help but constrict.

What the hell? A single glance was enough to scare the opponent away?

One must know that the opponent was a Evil God Servant controlling an evil god scroll, and from the previous exchange, he was definitely very powerful.

But at this very moment, he was directly scared away by the gold scroll next to Wu Xian.

It couldn’t possibly be another special attack type scroll for insects, could it?

And it was even a gold scroll!

A gold scroll level “special attack type” scroll was just ridiculously absurd!

“Trying to run?” Amidst his shock, Bai Shiqi wasn’t idle. The “dog-headed” grim reaper painting spirit beside him raised his hand, releasing a ghostly light that entangled the Evil God Servant.

In an instant, the Evil God Servant seemed to be filled with lead, moving incredibly slowly.

Wu Xian was slightly bewildered at the sight.

If he had said, “Wither,” while making the move, it would have been even more authentic.

“Brother Wu, why are you still dazed?” Bai Shiqi asked as he pursued, not forgetting to remind Wu Xian to attack.

After all, he also wanted to further see the abilities of Wu Xian’s gold scroll.

Then, the gold scroll painting spirit beside Wu Xian let out a rooster’s crow. Someone unaware might have thought it was cheering him on.

Looking at the Evil God Servant, after hearing the crow, he began to scream and twitch in pain. The evil worm scroll within him became restless, tearing through the Evil God Servant’s body, and then, in the process of struggling to escape, turned into a puddle of blood.

Bai Shiqi, who had just pursued halfway, was dumbfounded on the spot.

It just… died?

No ~ This, this, this… “Young Master Bai, I’ve long admired you ~ long admired you ~!”

Wu Xian unhurriedly flew beside Bai Shiqi on his Flying Sword, politely cupping his hands.

Bai Shiqi was still in deep shock. He glanced over and only then noticed that the “Flying Sword” vehicle under Wu Xian’s feet also seemed to be extraordinary.

For a moment, he even had an illusion.

The Wu Xian in front of him seemed more like a master from a Dojo who had descended from the heavens, while he was more like an ordinary Scroll Master born in Yaoyang City.