Tragic

After draining this martial artist dry, the viscous mass of blood had visibly grown larger. Then it pounced on the person beside him.

And the person closest to that martial artist was none other than the man Yi Yun had just rescued—and Lie Jiaojiao.

The man's cultivation was not high, and he had also suffered severe injuries. The moment terror appeared on his face, the mass of blood had already wrapped around his head.

Lie Jiaojiao's expression changed drastically. In utter panic, she hurled out a jade talisman.

But the jade talisman merely activated a barrier of light, and then the barrier began to be devoured at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Save me!" Lie Jiaojiao trembled from head to toe.

Lie Rikong's expression changed. He immediately drew his weapon and charged over.

However, before he could even get close to Lie Jiaojiao, over a hundred white insects of varying sizes suddenly burrowed out of the ground. Their shells were like white bones, and more than a dozen pairs of red eyes grew on their backs. The moment they appeared, they pounced at Lie Rikong's feet.

Lie Rikong had no time to dodge. Dozens of the insects bit into his left foot, and it instantly turned into a white skeleton.

"Ah!" Lie Rikong let out a shriek.

He forced himself to endure the pain and swung his saber at the insects, temporarily driving them back with his Sword Light.

But it was only temporary. His Sword Light struck the insects, yet merely left a few marks on their bodies. Soon, they came surging back, and this time there were over a hundred of them.

Despair immediately appeared on Lie Rikong's face.

"These are Blood Soul Worms. They can devour all things. No one come near them!" Jian Wuming