As dawn broke, Dao Chengyi, led by a female martial artist with a severed hand, arrived at the so-called ruins cave with the rest of the group.
No, it shouldn't be called a cave anymore. What was originally a small arched cave with an independent entrance attached to the mountain has completely collapsed. The surrounding forest within a 20-meter radius is also in ruins, as if it had been bombed. Potholes and tiny, water-eroded gullies are everywhere.
The cave, which should have been buried under large rocks, was forcibly carved out by violent force, creating a path leading to the ruins.
"They are truly not afraid that if the collapse inside also occurs, they will be buried inside."
Looking at the scattered limbs and still pungent smell of the alien corpses, or rather, the insectoids, Dao Chengyi felt a strong urge to collect them all.
As for Dao Chengyi's words, naturally no one dared to accept them, lest they be remembered and punished by those who came out.
Finally, it was the female martial artist with the broken arm under Mu Qinghong's command who spoke up.
"Master Wu is down below. Please, Young Master Dao, quickly arrange for someone to go down and assist Master Wu."
"Don't worry so much. She's the Mu family's whip dancer. She won't die so easily. Besides, I think they'll be out soon."
A martial artist's vitality is several times stronger than that of a martial artist. As long as there is oxygen, they can stay inside for more than ten days without necessarily dying. Hmm, the Mu family's Fushan oxen can eat copper and iron, so they can live even longer.
But appearances still had to be maintained. Dao Cheng waved his hand, and this time it wasn't Gou'er who went, but someone else who was sent down to check the situation.
The fight that night had clearly exhausted the dog; many of its wounds were too weak to heal, and it was now hugging a chicken and gnawing on it raw.
In fact, there was no need for Daocheng to pay too much attention to it. The people inside were beaten out not long after they went in, each clutching their arms or legs and howling in pain.
Mu Qinghong, dressed in battle-worn attire, leaped out and then turned around to punch the tunnel several times. With all her might, the tunnel collapsed completely in less than three seconds.
"Fifth Senior Sister! Are you alright?!"
Dao Cheng immediately rushed over to inquire about her well-being, and in a very gentlemanly manner, draped the cloak he had worn overnight over Mu Qinghong, whose body was now fully exposed.
"Don't cover me with clothes yet. I won't die for now. That old guy and that Liao Tianming are indeed quite capable."
Mu Qinghong's fingernails suddenly grew longer, and she pierced them into several places on her arms and thighs, digging out the worms one by one. She also cut a gash in her pale face, from which countless wriggling white worms, pale yellow worm eggs, and a foul-smelling, sticky, porridge-like pus instantly burst out.
"Help me cut off those bulges at the back."
Looking at that smooth, porcelain-like back, one could see that large lumps had appeared on it, bulging one after another.
Dao Chengyi pulled out a scalpel from his sleeve and precisely cut into the lumps of flesh. One after another, larger worms mixed with flesh were dug out, along with jets of blood that sprayed out like high-pressure water jets.
Caught off guard, Dao Chengyi glanced at the clothes that had been smoothly cut and were smoking, and his lips twitched. Sure enough, healing the wounds of the strong was a dangerous job.
"It's hard for someone who isn't also a martial artist to detect a martial artist's aura. Be careful not to be ambushed in the future, or you'll fail to advance."
The injury healed quickly after the foreign object and the hidden hand left, and the writhing flesh seemed to have a self-awareness as it healed itself.
Once a martial artist breaks through the flesh barrier, normal injuries can be quickly healed, and even severed hands or feet can be reattached as long as they are picked up quickly.
If one's internal energy is inexhaustible and physical strength is boundless, then a martial artist can be like a tank with a full tank of fuel and ammunition, rampaging across the battlefield without restraint.
"I've seen something. Are they all still down there?"
Dao Cheng asked the question knowingly, but before Mu Qinghong could answer, the mound of earth began to shake, and bright red blood seeped out, followed by the rushing sound of water.
Finally, with a "poof," a fountain of blood burst open the already filled hole, and Niu Zhentao, a martial arts master from the Niu family, emerged bathed in blood, even more battered than Mu Qinghong and left with only a robe.
He glared at Mu Qinghong and said something like, "Little girl, you've got some skills. I'll come back to learn from you later," before leaving.
"Should we continue to create traffic jams?"
"No need, that guy had other routes to take, and he escaped faster than us. I only had time to grab this jade cicada and this thing."
The toad was as clear as jade, and the insects were as red as blood and as hard as bones. Of course, that wasn't all. Dao Chengyi had released twelve kinds of Gu, excluding the multi-child Gu. According to the distribution of six, three, and three, there were two more that this guy had kept for himself.
"Give these things to the Third Young Master. By the way, how is the demon doing?"
"We've captured the bear demon; it's a fire-type demon. Meanwhile, during the capture, a bird demon and a snake demon appeared and kidnapped Niu Anxin."
If Niu Anxin really died, the already turbulent situation in Qingmang City would become even more chaotic, so Dao Chengyi would not actually let that person die.
"That's good. Is there anything else you'd like to do? Or should we just go back?"
The next step was a simple cleanup: collecting the bodies, cleaning up the battlefield, and providing corresponding compensation. In this regard, Mu Qinghong was exceptionally generous.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Niu Zhentao found the Niu family martial artists who were searching for Niu Anxin in the mountains. Upon learning that Niu Anxin's fate was unknown, he flew into a rage and killed two of the martial artists to vent his anger.
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