Chapter 764 The Altar (Twenty-Five)



A hissing sound echoed continuously on the ice layer that enveloped the entire body. The armor formed by the condensed cold air was rapidly thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

By passively accepting the corrosive effects of the dark green liquid, unless the old man never resorts to violence or Xiang Wan's internal cold energy is inexhaustible, she will inevitably meet her end sooner or later.

Xiang Wan glanced at the lifeless red ball, wrapped it in a torn piece of her skirt, and stuffed it into her bosom. At the same time, she quickly rummaged through her storage bag.

By the time she reached that deep valley, most of the weapons in her storage bag had been used up, leaving only various pills and a pile of decorations, which were of no use to her at this point.

"Drip," a drop of pus corroded through the ice and fell onto Xiang Wan's hem, quickly melting and creating a large hole.

“Little beauty, the prey that I, your ancestor, have set my sights on never escapes. I love watching you struggle in your death throes, my little darlings adore it, hehehehehe…” The old man let out a sinister laugh, and the pustules all over his body throbbed as if a blower was pumping them up.

The cold energy within his body was mobilized, striving to fill the gap and buy himself some time.

The unknown substance emerged with the cold air, but could only move within areas covered by ice. The area already corroded by the liquid expanded considerably before the ice could refreeze.

"Never mind, rather than be trapped here, I might as well fight to the death!" Xiang Wan held countless pills in her hand, watched as the cave entrance widened again, and suddenly channeled her spiritual power into them, throwing them outwards.

Don't spirit-eating insects love spiritual energy? These pills should keep them busy for a while.

The pills flew in all directions, and the old man's pustules contracted violently for a while before he disappeared from sight.

"Now!"

As the chill dissipated, Xiang Wan, wearing a spare dress, jumped out from the side.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, she threw her dress behind her and sprinted forward.

Now it's time to escape for our lives. We'll use all the remaining spiritual power we have to get on the road. We'll run as far as we can and save every moment we can!

She dared not look back, for fear of wasting time.

This desert stretches to the horizon, with no landmarks and nowhere to hide.

The only defining characteristic here is the heat.

After running for a quarter of an hour, the spiritual energy was completely exhausted, and the infant in the dantian was somewhat listless.

Her legs began to swell, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't go any faster than crawling.

Unable to walk any further, Xiang Wan stopped.

The surroundings were completely silent, and the heat was unbearable!

She suddenly sensed something and slowly turned around.

The swollen, pus-filled, and foul-smelling body hovered a foot above the desert, silently watching her.

"Hehehehe, run! Why aren't you running anymore?"

The other party seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll, waiting patiently for Xiang Wan to give up so they could reap the benefits.

Xiang Wan felt a chill run down her spine. How long had he been following her like this?

Did he know from the very beginning that he was going to run away?

Why is there such a big difference when they are only one level apart?

Her disguise and abilities seemed to be of no use whatsoever in front of this old man!

Is there really no way to escape?

Xiang Wan took a deep breath, stared intently at the old man, and forced herself to remain calm, saying, "If I don't want to, you won't get anything."

The old man laughed, and holes began to appear in all the pustules on his body, expanding and contracting as if in response to him.

"It's alright. Even if you want to self-destruct, I, your ancestor, have a way to ensure that not a single bit of spiritual power is wasted."

That's terrifying!

No one has ever pushed her to this point since she came into this world.

Xiang Wan reached out and gently stroked the red ball in her arms. She raised her head and held out her hand, saying, "I know I can't escape. Give me the bug, and I'll choose where to put it in myself."

Seeing that Xiang Wan seemed somewhat resigned, the old man chuckled, pulled a black worm about the thickness of a thumb from his neck, and held it between his fingers. "Baby, once you go in, directly devour the Nascent Soul. Little beauty, this is your punishment for refusing your ancestor. If there's a next time, you'll wish you were dead!"

"yes!"

He received the spirit-eating insect with both hands; a thin layer of ice covered his skin, isolating him from the spiritual energy within his body.

The spirit-eating insects smelled the blood and flesh and opened their mouths to bite down.

The moment it came into contact with the skin, the unknown substance was guided from its mouthparts into its body.

The spirit-eating worm froze, its body swelling in the blink of an eye. Just as it was about to explode, Xiang Wan quickly covered it with both hands and threw it at the old man.

With a "bang," the insect burst out in front of the old man, releasing a cloud of green liquid. Xiang Wan took off running.

The old man was furious, his flesh and blood began to fall away, and all the insects on his body started to emerge. "You brat, you dare to scheme against me even when you're about to die! Today, I will grind you to dust and avenge my little darling!"

The old man waved his hand, and a foul-smelling palm wind attacked from behind.

Xiang Wan rolled on the ground and buried the red ball in the sand as it fell in.

"Red ball, whether you can escape today depends entirely on fate. In my heart, I have never wanted to abandon you. You are my partner, and always will be!"

Xiang Wan got up and ran forward again. Suddenly, the buried red ball moved slightly.

"A sea of ​​sandworm corpses!"

The old man roared, and sandstorms rose all around, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Countless black insects were mixed in with the sand, along with the roars of the dead, so dense that there was nowhere to hide.

Xiang Wan once again mobilized the unknown substance in her body to resist with all her might.

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