O43novel Chapter 1964 Excellent Resources, Walking into a Trap
Chapter 1964 Excellent Resources, Walking into a Trap
A massive swarm of golden insects swept in, blotting out the sun and even shattering the sunlight with their dense, swarming wings.
At this moment, the cultivators who had flocked here because of the "appearance of the treasure" were all struck dumb, as if by lightning.
Where is the promised shimmering, radiant light?
How did it turn into such a terrifying insect plague in the blink of an eye?
"It's the Spirit-Burning Gold-Devouring Insect! A legendary ferocious insect that can devour magical treasures and refine sacred bodies!"
"Run! Run for your life—!"
The panicked roars pierced the buzzing of the insect swarm, and the cultivators were jolted awake. They no longer cared about any treasures and turned around to desperately activate their Yuan Power to escape, wishing they had two more legs.
Deep within the endless sea of insects, a blood-red imperial robe fluttered in the insect tide.
Mo Fan sat cross-legged on the head of a large, round, glassy insect, his left arm crossed over his chest, his right index finger gently stroking his chin. He tilted his head slightly toward the fleeing cultivators, a hint of intrigued curiosity flashing in his golden eyes: "These guys were acting like they were on steroids just now. Could it be that they mistook my Little White's swarm of insects for some kind of magical treasure?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a bright but somewhat bloodthirsty smile suddenly appeared on his lips. He muttered to himself, "Hundreds of Saint Emperor and Saint Venerable level experts—this is excellent resources delivered to our doorstep. How can we not accept it?"
"If we refine them all into Yuan Liquid, it will be enough to add a large number of Saint Emperor Realm cultivators to my Myriad Demon Emperor Dynasty, and solidify our foundation!"
Having made up his mind, Mo Fan raised his voice and said, "Xiao Bai, pass on the order to have your insect offspring 'accept' these provisions."
Remember, only trap them, don't kill them. This emperor wants to maximize their value!
"As you command, Master!"
Little Whitey responded crisply, then opened its chubby mouth and emitted a sharp, piercing chirp.
Om-!
The next instant, the already surging endless sea of insects boiled over completely, like a golden tsunami, with a deafening roar, chasing after the fleeing cultivators.
Even more bizarrely, a crack suddenly appeared in the space deep within the sea of insects, and countless Burning Spirit Devouring Gold Insects surged in like a tide and disappeared.
The fleeing cultivators soon encountered the most desperate moment of their lives.
The void ahead suddenly tore open, and an endless swarm of golden insects poured out, their buzzing sound shaking their very souls. Like an impenetrable golden wall, it forcefully blocked their path.
"No!"
Some cultivators were so frightened that they hurriedly changed direction, only to find that no matter which direction they fled, the void would crack open, and countless Spirit-Burning Gold-Devouring Insects would swarm out, blocking all avenues of survival.
When they tried to retreat, they were horrified to find that the swarm of insects behind them had completely blocked off the area, leaving not a single gap.
Hundreds of millions of Spirit-Burning Gold-Devouring Insects intertwined in the air, blotting out the sun and forming a vast and boundless insect domain cage, forcing all cultivators to retreat step by step, eventually gathering in a small area of space.
"Damn it! We're surrounded!"
"What do we do? This bug can even seal off space; there's no way we can escape!"
"I don't want to die! I'm only one step away from breaking through to the Saint Venerable Realm, how can I die here!"
Desperate wails rose and fell, the cultivators were pale and trembling, their eyes filled with fear as they watched the swarm of insects gradually closing in.
These ancient monsters, who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years, are now facing the end of the world, and even the slightest courage to resist is about to be extinguished.
In the midst of the chaos, a calm voice suddenly rang out, striking everyone's hearts like a thunderclap: "Stay calm! The more critical the moment, the more important it is not to lose your composure!"
These insects, though ferocious, are mindless. With hundreds of Holy Emperors and Holy Venerables joining forces, we might be able to carve a path to survival!
The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw an old man standing with his hands behind his back, a simple and ancient bow on his back gleaming with a faint spiritual light.
Although his face appeared aged and his hair was gray, his physique was as robust as that of a young man. He stood upright, his eyes were piercing, and the powerful aura emanating from his body gradually calmed the restless cultivators down.
"I am the patriarch of the Great Qing Sword Sect, Nurhaci!"
The old man's gaze swept over the assembled cultivators, his tone steady and powerful, "If you all trust me, then obey my commands, and we will surely overcome this tribulation!"
"It's actually Emperor Nurhaci!"
"It is said that he joined the Zheng family in his early years and recognized an elder as his godfather. Later, he was expelled from the Zheng family for committing a serious mistake, and then he established the Great Qing Sword Sect on his own!"
"I've also heard of his reputation. He broke through to the peak of Saint Venerable a thousand years ago and is only one step away from the Great Saint Realm!"
Amid the discussions, the cultivators' eyes gradually brightened.
Nurhaci's strength and reputation undoubtedly gave them a shot in the arm when they were in dire straits.
After all, they were not inexperienced novice cultivators, and after a brief moment of panic, they quickly regained their composure.
"The Great Qing Sword Sect originates from the Zheng family lineage. Fellow Daoist's skills and knowledge must be extraordinary."
An elderly man in a Taoist robe spoke first, "I am the patriarch of the Yun Dan Sect, and I am willing to believe in you, fellow Daoist!"
"Yes, now that the space is sealed off, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to break through on their own. If you, fellow Daoist, can lead us out of this encirclement, we will be eternally grateful!"
"Indeed, we are willing to obey the orders of Emperor Nurhaci!"
Several high-ranking Saint Venerable cultivators expressed their opinions, and the other cultivators echoed them one after another. In an instant, the previously scattered hearts quickly rallied, and all eyes were focused on Emperor Nurtai.
"it is good!"
Nurta Khan's spirits lifted, and he said in a deep voice, "Although the swarm of insects is numerous, they are ultimately mindless creatures."
"I possess a supernatural power that allows me to foresee the path to survival. Fellow Daoists, please be patient and allow me to take a look!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly blazed with dazzling golden light, as if they could penetrate the barrier of the insect swarm and reach the very source.
This scene boosted the confidence of the cultivators, who held their breath and waited for his instructions.
A moment later, Nur Taihuang's face lit up with joy, and he laughed heartily, "Found it! Everyone, I have found the weakest point of the swarm!"
"Join me, and we'll surely find a way out!"
Upon hearing this, the morale of the cultivators soared, and they all activated their inner energy, with various magical treasures floating around them, emitting an aura of world-destroying power, waiting only for a command.
Nur-Tai Khan said no more, took the precious bow from his back, bent down, and drew the string in one smooth motion.
Om-!
Endless laws and elemental power burst forth from his body, converging towards the bowstring and condensing into a dazzling arrow of light. The arrow was surrounded by sharp fluctuations of laws, causing ripples to spread even in the confined airspace.
"Now! Fellow Daoists, let's join forces and strike!"
With a low roar, Emperor Nurtae unleashed a beam of light that shot out like a meteor, shattering space wherever it passed and producing a piercing tearing sound.
boom!
The light arrow slammed into the swarm of insects, and a deafening explosion rang out. Brilliant light scattered in all directions, and countless Burning Spirit Devouring Gold Insects fell in the light.
Seeing this, the other cultivators also unleashed their respective supernatural powers or magical treasures, creating a deafening roar as they blasted a huge cave leading to the outside world out of the empty sea of insects!
"It's done!"
Nurtai Huang was overjoyed. He pushed his internal energy to its limit and transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards the gap first.
Seeing this, the other cultivators dared not delay any longer and rushed toward the gap. Some even burned their blood essence to use Blood Escape, hoping to escape this damned insect prison as soon as possible.
However, they never dreamed that outside the gap, a bright orange gourd the size of a mountain was quietly floating, its mouth perfectly aligned with the gap.
And perched on the gourd was the large, fat worm with a body entirely of glass.
Atop the insect's head, Mo Fan leaned back, toying with a Yuan Crystal in his hand, a playful smile on his face. He quietly watched the cultivators who were about to "walk into the trap," a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes: "Running so fast, it saves me a lot of trouble..."