498: The potential of space bugs

Not far from Whirlwind River Valley, on an unnamed mountain peak, white mist swirled, and the trees were exceptionally tall.

This white mist was incredibly dense, and Cultivators passing by felt their cultivation greatly increase just by inhaling a single breath, so as time passed, many Cultivators chose to come here for secluded Cultivation.

Of course.

Some also believed that a rare treasure had appeared in the mountain and wanted to penetrate the white mist to explore the mountain, but no one had ever been able to step half a foot into the mountain.

All Cultivators who tried to force their way in met a tragic end nearby, their bodies turning into bleached bones in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the area around the mountain was piled high with white bones, making it as terrifying as Hell.

However, this white mist held immense temptation for Cultivators; even with the great danger, they still chose to remain here to Cultivate and absorb the pure spiritual energy contained within the mist.

On this day.

The white mist within the mountain suddenly dispersed, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The Cultivators who were in secluded Cultivation nearby changed their expressions drastically and immediately retreated backward, while some slower Cultivators only managed to see a dense array of black spear shafts propelling silver-white spearheads rushing towards them as they opened their eyes.

In almost an instant, dozens of people tragically died beneath these black long spears!

The Cultivators standing in the distance then saw clearly that those black long spears were not conjured from thin air, but were projections erupting from within the mountain!

A moment later.

Dozens of figures clad in black armor appeared directly on the mountaintop, and in front of them stood a man in silver-white armor.

The moment these people appeared in the Void Realm, an extremely terrifying pressure immediately enveloped the area, and even the spiritual energy in the Void Realm became sluggish, as if on the verge of solidifying, and countless Cultivators felt an inexplicable pressure descend upon them, forcing them to prostrate themselves on the ground as if in worship, looking disheveled yet powerless.

"Just a bunch of ants!"

Haos Spear looked indifferently at the low-level Cultivators beneath his feet, and as if looking at ants, he flicked his hand, and dozens of projections identical to him immediately shot out from the dark black bracelet on his wrist in the direction he flicked.

Pfft!

Crack! Crack!

Countless projections instantly descended to the ground, either tearing off the Cultivators' heads with their bare hands, or using silver-white long spears to pierce through the precious robes worn by the Cultivators, piercing even their boiling hot hearts!

In an instant, the ground was covered with corpses, and countless hot blood spilled onto the grass, staining countless weeds dark red, and even the small grooves beneath the grass roots flowed with blood-red liquid.

The highest Realm of these Cultivators was Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, while the lowest was merely Qi Refinement Stage eighth layer Cultivation, but regardless of Realm, everyone instantly died tragically under these projections, and a strong smell of blood instantly permeated the area, with rivers of blood flowing!

Seeing this scene.

Haos Spear's eyes finally showed satisfaction, and he said lightly, "My Myriad Army Assault is swift, and I specially refined a Divine Soul suppression Spell into it. What if he has the Dangtian Book? No matter how fast he is, he's not as fast as my spear!"

At this moment, Haos Spear was in high spirits, leading the Black Armored Guard quickly towards the Netherworld Soul Hall.

...

And at this moment.

It had been half a month since Qin Feng returned to the Netherworld Soul Hall from Oasis Sea.

At this time, in the Netherworld Soul Hall.

Qin Feng was leading many Disciples in vigorously refining Puppets, among whom Han Tiezhu, Wen Xiaomei, Blood Blade Old Man, and Chen Bingxue, along with other core members, almost each had a Mortal Immortal Realm Puppet.

As long as they wished, they could continue to raise the Puppet's Realm even higher.

However, currently, the meat resources of the Netherworld Soul Hall were limited, and high-Realm Puppets could only be cultivated one by one, because Qin Feng still needed to use other meat resources to Cultivate Space Worms.

Ever since the Space Worm was able to solo kill Crimson Fire Daoist, Qin Feng realized that these worms were not simple, so during this period, while cultivating a large number of Space Worms, he was also cultivating the strength of the Space Worms, ordering countless Disciples of the Netherworld Soul Hall to attack the worm swarm in their spare time, allowing the worm swarm to devour the power of their attacks.

After half a month of cultivation.

The number of Space Worms Qin Feng had for combat had now broken through to 100,000, and the aura of each Space Worm had reached the Body Integration Stage Realm.

Previously, at only the Void Refining Stage Realm, they could solo kill Crimson Fire Daoist; now, the worm swarm's aura was stronger and their numbers were greater, and Qin Feng was confident in using them to deal with more powerful Immortals.

Of course.

These things were all trump cards Qin Feng planned to use against the Five Elements Hall; generally, for small troubles encountered, the countless Mortal Immortal Realm Puppets of the Netherworld Soul Hall would be enough to handle them.

Just then.

Chen Beixuan, who was standing beside Qin Feng, suddenly looked distressed, and then turned his gaze towards the direction of Lingzhou City.

At the same time, Qin Feng also felt something was amiss, and his gaze aligned with Chen Beixuan's, both looking in that direction.

Through his Divine Sense, Qin Feng could feel that many powerful individuals were rapidly approaching the Netherworld Soul Hall, and the aura of these people was very strong, most likely Immortals, because in the Cultivation World, besides Immortals, no one could cause such a great sense of crisis for him and Chen Beixuan!

"Master, it seems someone is coming to deal with us again."

When Chen Beixuan said these words, a look of helplessness appeared on his face; clearly, his Divine Soul was not as powerful as Qin Feng's, and he didn't know how many people were coming.

If he could sense that the number of people coming was at least fifty or more, perhaps the expression on his face would not be helplessness, but despair!

"It's not that someone is coming to deal with us; it's that someone is coming to kill us."

Qin Feng's face darkened slightly, and he didn't bother to inform Han Tiezhu and the others; he just waved his hand at the Space Worms nearby, while holding the Space Worm Mother in his palm, and immediately went to meet them in that direction.

It wasn't that Qin Feng was arrogant and wanted to intercept those people proactively, but rather that those people were truly too strong.

If they were allowed to reach Whirlwind River Valley, any stray battle aftermath could plunge the Netherworld Soul Hall into eternal damnation; to preserve the Netherworld Soul Hall, he had to take the initiative to attack!

"Master, where are you going?"

Chen Beixuan looked anxious and immediately flashed, following behind Qin Feng towards the direction of Lingzhou City to meet them.

But he soon regretted it.

Because the pressure from that direction was getting stronger and stronger, and only then did Chen Beixuan realize.

The opponents were coming aggressively; the Immortals who came not only overwhelmed the Netherworld Soul Hall in terms of numbers, but also in terms of Realm, and the leader's Cultivation was at least above the Mortal Immortal Realm!

Someone above the Mortal Immortal Realm could easily fight a hundred, and defeating Mortal Immortal Realm Immortals was as simple as swatting chickens.

Although he was following behind Qin Feng, at this moment, countless fine beads of sweat had already appeared on Chen Beixuan's forehead.

"Master, there are experts among these people. Why don't we run quickly?"

"You can run from the monk, but you can't run from the temple. If you want to run, you run."

Qin Feng ignored Chen Beixuan's dissuasion, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived five hundred li outside Whirlwind River Valley, simultaneously holding the Space Worms in his hand, signaling it to gather all Space Worms here to prepare for battle.

With 100,000 Space Worms in hand, even if the opponent was a Cultivator above the Mortal Immortal Realm, Qin Feng was confident he could fight them!