Everyone hurried toward the sound.
As Ren Qing ran, he pondered in secret. To silently ambush and kill cultivators within the Underground Cave, one would definitely need to cooperate with an Art.
That suddenly made him think of the Earth Deity. Logically speaking, burrowing through the earth was indeed difficult for others to detect.
Moreover, Ren Qing had always felt that there was something off about the Earth Deity.
When the group reached the open ground outside, they saw pythons crawling everywhere nearby, carrying the corpses away elsewhere.
Ren Qing's Double Pupils turned, and he immediately spotted an opossum among the densely packed opossum corpses that was still faintly twitching.
The living opossum had already transformed into human form. Only a few gray hairs remained on its back, and its gaze was utterly vacant.
Had Ren Qing not weathered countless storms, he surely would have been frightened.
The appearances of the thousand-odd Rat Corpses were identical, and even their expressions after death seemed stamped from the same mold, enough to make one's hair stand on end.
Jiang Feng gave Ren Qing a surprised glance. The latter seemed to have reacted even faster than he had.
What kind of Art granted such eyesight?
Jiang Feng could not help bending down to inspect it. He noticed that the Ratman possessed no intelligence whatsoever, while its vitality continued to drain away.
"Huang Ziwang, use poison to stimulate its Niwan Palace. See whether it can recover its intelligence."
Ren Qing seized the Ratman's body in passing. On the surface, it was to restrain the creature, but in truth, he summoned the Information Flow.
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The Ratman's lifespan continued to decrease, and it was about to wither away and die.
"Hold it tight."
Huang Ziwang