The Song Ends
After giving Kang Dabao a bottle of suitable healing pills, the Daoist Black Shoes did not stop, and Gun Shide followed him in.
The Second Tier Gold-Devouring Rat have been killed, but an even more difficult swarm of rats is still there. Just looking at that fat Foundation Establishment, you can tell how difficult it is to deal with a swarm of tens of thousands of Gold-Devouring Rat.
That was a Foundation Establishment disciple of the Original Buddha Sect in Capital Circuit, and an elite disciple who had cultivated the Vajra Dharma Body. In terms of skill, he was definitely superior to Gun Shide.
If Gun Shide hadn't already made a name for himself in front of the Earl with his cousin Gun Shilu and secured a position as a clerk in the Earl's mansion, the leader of this team should have been the fat, large Foundation Establishment, based on both his cultivation level and background.
But Gun Shide was truly startled by the sword strike from the Daoist Black Shoes, and had no choice but to come in.
The Daoist Black Shoes looked at the swarm of Gold-Devouring Rat with a hint of disgust on his face.
With a flick of his fingers, a white flying sword was unleashed, its beams of light raining down like stars, easily creating more than a dozen gaps in the midst of the rat swarm.
The fat Foundation Establishment, who had been relentlessly attacked by the rats, finally managed to shake off the swarm. He shouted "Om your mother!" which stunned all the Gold-Devouring Rat around him and the nearby rats.
Immediately, Golden Light emanated from his feet, and he ran to the Daoist Black Shoes, his voice weak, bowing deeply in gratitude. "Original Buddha Sect, Buse, an eighth-rank deacon of the Buddhist sect, thank you for your help, fellow Daoist."
Upon hearing the name of the Original Buddha Sect, a major sect for Nascent Soul cultivators, the Daoist Black Shoes merely nodded slightly. He then unleashed his flying sword again, slicing away another thick layer of the restless rats.
"This is only the Foundation Establishment Early Stage? Is the Golden Leaf Foundation Establishment really this powerful?" Gun Shide clicked his tongue inwardly. He couldn't just stand by and watch the show. At this moment, his hands moved quickly. Half of the plum blossom on his forehead shone with spiritual light. After it shone for a while, the other half of the plum blossom grew on his forehead.
The plum blossom mark on Gun Shide's forehead was as red as blood, revealing clusters of fiery red plum blossoms that burst open amidst the swarm of rats.
In an instant, Sword Qi and plum blossoms intertwined, and large patches of blood blossoms bloomed, creating a beautiful sight.
The arrogance of the rat swarm was temporarily suppressed, and for the first time, a wavering appeared in the eyes of these fools—a phenomenon that had not occurred even when the two Second Tier Gold-Devouring Rat perished.
"Beep beep beep." Kang Dabao heard the familiar bone whistle sound again, his eyes sharpened, and Kuai En beside him was so shocked that he almost collapsed to the ground.
The initial thought of retreat that had just arisen among the Gold-Devouring Rat vanished, and these foolish creatures, each with four short, fleshy paws, pounced once more on the remaining small group of cultivators.
"Get out!" the Daoist Black Shoes commanded Kang Dabao, who naturally obeyed and was helped out of the mine by Kuai En.
There were fewer than ten Qi Refinement cultivators left alive. A few of the bolder ones took a few steps toward the exit. Seeing that the Daoist Black Shoes was not angry, they all rushed out.
Many of the cultivators who were able to see the sunlight wept with joy, and then, without a second thought, they returned home to lick their wounds, still covered in injuries.
The two Foundation Establishment beside the Daoist Black Shoes did not dare to move. The Daoist's flying sword was chilling, and his temperament was unknown. If they turned their backs and fled at this moment, they might be slashed by his sword. They could not afford to be careless.
The Daoist Black Shoes showed no fear in the face of the rat horde. With a gentle tremor of his flying sword, seventy-two Sword Qi shot out, seemingly transforming into silver snakes in the air, weaving together into a giant silver net that covered the oncoming rat tide.
In an instant, countless Gold-Devouring Rat were beheaded, and the sword net cut all the way to the bottom, clearing a bloody path for the Daoist Black Shoes.
Truly, skill breeds daring. Gun Shide and Buse watched as the Daoist priest darted across the path and slashed fiercely in the center of the rat swarm.
A jade-green Ruyi rose from the swarm of rats, colliding with the powerful Sword Qi of the Daoist Black Shoes. The resulting shockwave overturned all the surrounding Gold-Devouring Rat.
A long-faced cultivator wearing a bamboo hat appeared, looking at the Daoist Black Shoes with hatred.
"Very well, so it's you, Elder Ying Bi of the Three Incense Cult. You dare to offend Lord Bo from the Pushan Sect? Just wait to be wiped out!" Gun Shide was furious. He pointed his halberd, and the plum blossom mark on his forehead became even more vivid. Hundreds of plum blossoms then exploded in the rat swarm.
"You lackeys of the Immortal Dynasty, you'll be dealt with by the Upper Sect sooner or later! Just wait!" Ying Bi grinned coldly.
He was a very senior Foundation Establishment cultivator, over two hundred years old, and didn't have many years left to live. It was his original intention to use his remaining body to do more hard work for the sect.
Then a resolute look appeared on his face, and he blew the bone whistle again with great force. This time the sound wave was obviously more ear-piercing, causing the usually calm and collected Daoist Black Shoes to frown.
With a "crack," the bone whistle in Ying Bi's hand was shattered.
With the Daoist Black Shoes's keen eyesight, he could naturally tell that it was a rare Second Tier Spirit Artifact. He wondered what Secret Method Ying Bi used to achieve it, and felt that Ying Bi's life force had diminished considerably.
The Gold-Devouring Rat now all have bright red eyes, devouring everything around them that they can eat.
The severed limbs of their own kind, the corpses of their own kind, and even those of their own kind right beside them were all objects of their consumption.
As they devoured the food, many of the Gold-Devouring Rat had their bellies split open and died on the spot; others immediately grew a section of their bodies and their aura began to strengthen. In a short period of time, five First-Tier Superior-Grade Gold-Devouring Rat broke through to the Second Tier.
Forcibly breaking through the cultivation level of Demon Beast is something even Golden Core cultivator would find difficult to do.
This does not mean that Ying Bi skills are superior. Anyone with discerning eyes can see that these Second Tier Gold-Devouring Rat are different from the two from before.
Having been forcibly grown, their foundations are extremely weak. Once the effects of Ying Bi's magic wear off, they will likely perish immediately.
But the five Second Tier Gold-Devouring Rat had given Ying Bi the courage to fight like a cornered beast.
Then, in the next second, the Daoist Black Shoes shattered his hopes completely. He swung his flying sword again, easily manipulating and guiding the five Second Tier Gold-Devouring Rat to one place.
Before Ying Bi react, the flying sword trembled in mid-air, and seventy-two Sword Qi once again wove into a sword net. Unlike the previous net which covered a wide and far area, this time it only covered a narrow section, just enough to cover the five Second Tier Gold-Devouring Rat from above.
With a "splash," blood splattered onto Ying Bi's face. The sword net did not dissipate; after slicing through five Second Tier Gold-Devouring Rat, it turned and headed towards him.
The emerald Ruyi only withstood the attack for a brief moment before being sent flying. Ying Bi had poured all his energy and spiritual power into the bone whistle, but he never expected that his trump card would be broken by this Daoist in an instant. He could only close his eyes and await his death.
"Pfft!" Ying Bi's face showed despair; this was the sound of his Dantian shattering.
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