frightfiction Chapter 338: The Haunted Nest (Part 2)
Chapter 338: The Haunted Nest (Part 2)
The cultivation levels of these people have reached the great perfection of the Golden Core Stage. Now that they have united together, anyone else would have been scared away long ago, but Gu Chi and the others were not afraid at all and just watched them quietly.
"What do you want?" Jiang Chong asked.
A young man opposite glanced at him and said, "Hand over all the treasures you have."
Gu Chi, Murong Zhixiu and the others looked at each other in confusion and almost couldn't help laughing. The robbery actually came to them?
Zuo Shiji rubbed his hands in anticipation: "Little thieves are robbing big thieves, hand over all the treasures on you!"
The group of people opposite were stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.
"These people actually want to rob us? Where does their confidence come from? Hahaha..."
With a whoosh, they quickly dispersed and surrounded Gu Chi and his group.
"Bang! Boom! Dang!"
The sound of fierce fighting was immediately heard from this place, followed by screams like pigs being slaughtered, and soon it returned to silence.
There was a pile of people lying on the ground, all of them had been beaten with blood coming out of their mouths and noses, their faces were swollen like pigs' heads, and many bones in their bodies were broken. They fell to the ground and rolled around, wailing non-stop.
"Little thing, who are you with?!"
"Do you know who these grandfathers are? The robbery has come to us!"
Murong Zhixiu and Li Wangcen were full of disdain. As descendants of the Fourteen Great Thieves of the Northern Territory, it was good enough that they didn't rob others. Who would dare to rob them?
"Who...are you all?"
A woman asked, a look of fear on her fair face.
"Murong Zhixiu."
"Tuoba Cang."
"Li Wangcen."
"Sashiji."
The four little bandits introduced themselves, and it was like a bolt from the blue that struck the foreheads of this group of young men and women, leaving them with dull eyes and dazed faces.
They never imagined that they would meet the descendants of the Fourteen Great Thieves of the North here, and they met four of them at once.
One of them looked up at the purple-clothed woman who was leaning against a big tree not far away with her arms folded in front of her chest. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind: Could this person be Qianhe, who has become notorious in the North in recent years?
The main reason why he had this guess was because the big black dog was squatting next to Gu Chi with its big tongue hanging out.
Most people already know that Chizuru is often followed by a big black dog that is stronger than a cow, so when he saw the big black dog for the first time, he immediately thought of Chizuru.
His face looked extremely ugly. He had originally wanted to take advantage of his numbers to grab some opportunities, but he hadn't expected to run into four descendants of thieves, and Qianhe who dared to challenge the Xuanyuan Immortal Palace and other transcendent sects. His luck today was really bad.
In the end, the several thousand-year-old medicinal herbs and other rare treasures that they had obtained with great difficulty were all looted by Murong Zhixiu and others.
At first, these people just wanted Murong Zhixiu and others to hand over the rare treasures on them, and had no intention of killing people to steal the treasures.
It was also for this reason that Murong Zhixiu did not take their lives directly.
As they continued to move forward, they saw a number of corpses along the way. All of them were killed in fierce battles with others. Some of the deaths were simply horrific, with their bodies hacked to pieces and blood splattered everywhere.
All the treasures on these people were looted, leaving nothing behind.
"Alas, when I was still a mortal, I always yearned for the world of cultivators. I thought it was very cool to be able to roam freely between heaven and earth on a sword. It was not until I truly stepped into this path that I realized that the world of cultivators is also a world of the survival of the fittest. If you don't have some strength and means, you will only become a corpse and bones under the feet of others."
Gu Chi sighed lightly and called the big black dog to collect the bodies of these people and bury them in peace.
Murong Zhixiu and the others were already used to this. Some helped collect the bodies; some helped dig the pits and fill them with soil; some helped sprinkle yellow paper on each of the earthen graves...
Not long after, they encountered several more groups of people. The strongest group had sixty or seventy people. They were as ferocious and cruel as a pack of mad wolves.
There was a strong smell of blood on each of them, and it was obvious that they had killed many people here.
As soon as these people met Gu Chi and his group, they rushed over without saying anything.
Unfortunately, with their spiritual perception, they could not tell how powerful these killers in front of them were.
Gu Chi and his men showed no mercy. They used all kinds of killing techniques one after another and quickly killed all the dozens of people, leaving no one alive.
As we continued forward, we saw more and more corpses along the way, at least thousands in total. All of them had died in battle and had all the treasures on their bodies taken away, and their deaths were extremely tragic.
With such a large number of people, Gu Chi and Big Black Dog had no way of preparing coffins for them one by one and burying them separately, because that would be too time-consuming.
They found an open place nearby, dug a big pit there, placed thousands of corpses in the pit, and then filled it with soil to bury them together into a big tomb. In front of the tomb stood a stone tablet with a line of vigorous words engraved on it: "The undertaker who sells coffins."
A few days later, they passed through six or seven similar areas in succession and encountered several major battles.
Because of this, although there are no extraordinary treasures in these areas, the spoils collected by killing enemies can be considered a great harvest.
At this moment, the Heaven-Swallowing Bag hanging around Gu Chi's waist and the storage rings worn by Murong Zhixiu and the others emitted dazzling light once they were opened. There was a huge pile of top-grade spiritual medicines and thousand-year-old medicinal kings, all of which were the spoils they had obtained along the way.
Of course, the journey was not easy. They encountered several tough guys during the period, and Murong Zhixiu, Jiang Chong and others were inevitably injured and bleeding.
They were several powerful geniuses, and it took a lot of effort for the group to kill them all.
At the same time, in a hidden ancient cave, immortal light was blazing, various innate patterns were intertwined, and the hazy and mighty sound of chanting was resounding.
"The Nest of Evil, the retreat place of the ancient sages... I can't miss it, I must go and take a look."
In the ancient cave, the young man who was sitting cross-legged on the Taoist platform stood up.
He was dressed in white clothes that were as pure as snow, with a slender and tall figure and an extremely handsome appearance, like a banished immortal lingering in the human world.
He looked into the distance, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through the void and see everything. Then he turned into a shocking rainbow and rushed into the sky, disappearing at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, in a small world in Kunlun Ruins.
On a pitch-black demonic mountain, a sharp bird-like roar tore through the sky, and a blazing flame spread across the sky, instantly burning all the grass and trees within a hundred miles to ashes, and the rocks and soil were also melted into rolling magma.