Wang Yu stopped in midair and waited quietly. Before long, the sound of something cleaving through the air came from behind him.
A carriage of jagged white bones flew from the distant horizon, wreathed in black energy. In the blink of an eye, it was little more than a dozen yards away, and the figures of three black-robed Demonic Path disciples aboard it were already dimly visible.
Wang Yu had no intention of wasting words. He formed a hand seal, conjuring a crimson fireball before him, then chanted under his breath and pointed a finger.
One fireball became two, two became four, four became eight, and eight became sixteen... With a shake of his sleeve, the densely packed fireballs shot toward the bone carriage.
"You're courting death!"
The bone carriage showed no sign of stopping. Instead, one of the three men aboard flew into a rage and raised a hand. A black shadow flew out, swayed in the wind, and transformed into a gigantic centipede over ten feet long.
Thick, glossy black armor covered the enormous insect, and countless tiny hands writhed beneath its body. The moment it took shape, it opened its maw and spat out a swath of black radiance, sweeping all the fireballs into its mouth. Then, with a flick of its tail, it lunged viciously at Wang Yu.
Wang Yu was startled at first, but a strange expression immediately crossed his face. He formed another hand seal and uttered a single word: "Explode."
Boom! A deafening explosion rang out.
The gigantic centipede swelled to several times its size before bursting apart. A mushroom-shaped cloud of fire surged into the sky, blurring the air within a hundred meters and turning the area into something like the inside of a furnace.
"My spirit insect!"
The Black Soul Sect