"It's over, it's over, we're finished!"
"I'm such an idiot, to have come with you to find the Lock-Life Gu! Now look, we didn't find the Gu, but we're as good as dead!"
"Old Guo, say something! Have you been scared speechless?"
Master Gui watched the scene, his face pale, and said with despair.
Elder Guo, however, seemed to have been scared into a stupor, standing motionless and silent.
Initially, Master Gui had hoped that Elder Guo, a cultivator of the Xuanmen sect, could play some role. Now, it seemed hopeless.
They were surely headed for the same fate as Ying Chen, to be devoured by ten thousand Gu!
Unexpectedly, Elder Guo, who appeared "scared speechless," suddenly chuckled and asked a cryptic question: "Little Gui, do you know if Immortal Master Ying went through a similar situation when he broke into our Shennong Sect back then?"
Master Gui blinked: "What, does your Shennong Sect also raise Gu?"
"..." Elder Guo's face darkened, looking at Master Gui as if he were an imbecile.
"I mean—a similar scene! Not the exact same scene! Back then, Immortal Master Ying was also surrounded by our Shennong Sect's vast army, along with a martial arts master who happened to be visiting. We all thought Immortal Master Ying was doomed, that his chances of survival were zero."
"But guess what happened later?"
Elder Guo had posed it as a question, but fearing Master Gui might say something to ruin the mood, he quickly answered his own question: "Later... that visiting martial arts master was killed by Immortal Master Ying with a flick of his finger! And many of our Shennong Sect disciples were suppressed by Immortal Master Ying with a wave of his hand, none daring to move!"
"So, did you learn anything from this case?"
Master Gui thought seriously and replied: "That visiting martial arts master at your Shennong Sect, he was truly miserable."
"..." Elder Guo almost couldn't resist slapping Master Gui.
Was that the point?
Was that the point?
The point was that Immortal Master Ying was invincible, crushing all opposition!
Although that martial arts master was indeed miserable, he just came for a visit and ended up losing his life...
Elder Guo looked at the astonishingly odd-minded Master Gui and completely abandoned the method of "patient guidance." He changed his rhetorical questions into declarative statements.
"Therefore, Immortal Master Ying cannot possibly die! What is this Wave Demon Gu Flute, what is this Ten Thousand Gu Prostration, it's all trash! To think they could devour Immortal Master Ying, they must be dreaming!"
Elder Guo made a confident declaration.
Master Gui looked skeptical and pointed at the dark mass of Gu: "But... Immortal Master Ying hasn't made a move yet! He's clearly... dead!"
Elder Guo rolled his eyes and was about to retort.
Just then, a violent tremor suddenly shook the ground, as if a subterranean dragon had awakened.
The entire hall swayed and creaked.
After the tremors, the dense, writhing mass of Gu instantly froze.
It was as if time had stopped.
But everyone knew that there was no such thing as time stopping!
Time was still flowing!
The only explanation was...
The Gu horde had all perished in an instant!
But how was that possible?
With astonished and uncertain gazes, everyone stared at the Gu horde.
Trying to find an answer.
But the Gu horde remained motionless, frozen in the second before the earthquake.
Only after more than ten seconds did a rustling sound arise, like a wave frozen into ice crystals, suddenly shattering in mid-air.
All the Gu insects plummeted down, falling to the ground.
Every single Gu insect lay belly up, legs in the air!
They were as dead as they could possibly be!
"They... they actually all perished?"
Instantly, everyone in the hall turned pale with shock.
No one dared to believe their eyes, yet no one dared not to believe!
For in the center of the Gu horde, a figure slowly emerged.
Standing tall and unmoving, as if strolling through a garden.
It was Ying Chen!
Not a speck of Gu insect filth stained Ying Chen's body, as if the Gu insects hadn't even been able to get close to him, let alone harm him!
*Crack!*
Before everyone could recover from their shock, another crisp sound was heard.
Everyone instinctively looked, and then their faces contorted in renewed horror!
The Wave Demon Gu Flute in the High Priest's hand had shattered into countless pieces!
The High Priest still held the posture of playing, but there was no flute at his lips or in his hand.
Only fragments lay scattered at his feet!
"The Wave Demon Gu Flute!" the High Priest trembled, letting out a mournful and disbelieving roar.
This Gu flute had been passed down for so many generations, and had never failed to uphold the prestige of the Ancestral Witch Cult when facing external enemies.
But now, it had turned into fragments on the ground, never to be passed on!
Never again to protect the Ancestral Witch Cult!
With the shattering of the Gu flute, it wasn't just the sect's sacred artifact that broke, but also the Ancestral Witch Cult's confidence!
For at this moment, all the members of the Ancestral Witch Cult looked at Ying Chen with deep fear!
Just like that disaster ten years ago!
No, it was even worse than ten years ago!
Because ten years ago, those people relied on high-tech weapons and sheer numbers. Now, Ying Chen alone had obliterated the confidence of everyone in the Ancestral Witch Cult!
Ying Chen had no gun in his hand, yet he was more terrifying than someone with one!
The High Priest felt a wave of powerlessness wash over him. His body swayed, and he nearly fell to the ground.
Then, with a casual wave of his hand, Ying Chen sent a large number of dead Gu insects flying as if swept by the wind, piling up at the High Priest's feet.
Ying Chen looked at the High Priest indifferently and asked, "Ten years ago, they killed a thousand of your people, and you compromised. Now I've killed ten times that number, do you intend to compromise as well?"
"Of course, if you insist on saying they killed people while I killed Gu insects, that's fine too. I can kill people if necessary."
These words instantly changed the High Priest's expression.
The surrounding Ancestral Witch Cult members turned even paler, filled with fear and unease.
On the surface, killing Gu insects seemed easier than killing people.
But everyone present understood that the actual difficulty was the opposite!
Because the people killed ten years ago were all defenseless old, young, women, and children!
Their combat ability was on a completely different level from Gu insects!
A single Gu insect could probably silently kill those unarmed civilians!
Yet Ying Chen had killed tens of thousands of Gu insects!
Without using any fancy techniques, he had merely stomped his foot and caused an earthquake!
If they still couldn't see Ying Chen's terrifying power by now, they might as well find a piece of tofu and kill themselves!
"No, please don't kill people..."
After a moment, the High Priest finally surrendered, pleading with a mournful cry.
"Our Ancestral Witch Cult has only this little bloodline left, please, don't kill anymore."
"You just want to know the whereabouts of the Lock-Life Gu, right? I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything!"
"But you must swear not to attack our Ancestral Witch Cult again, not to target us!"
"Otherwise, I'd rather die than reveal even a shred of information!"