The Secret Way of Immortality

The opossums charged towards the rat-men in droves, pouncing on them and frantically gnawing at their flesh, a magnificent sight of ants challenging an elephant.

However, this instead aroused the rat-men's ferocity. They grabbed the opossums and stuffed them into their mouths, the latter having no ability to resist.

Blood splattered everywhere, and stimulated by the rich, fishy stench, several carrion-eating birds circled in the air.

But they were torn to pieces by the hell crows.

Ren Qing was slightly puzzled, wondering why the opossums summoned by the Jail Envoy Hall seemed to have no effect at all.

Moreover, the rat-men's bodies were changing drastically as they devoured flesh and blood, with many swelling to around three meters in height.

The nearby reserve members exchanged glances, but they did not dare to act rashly and could only wait in place for orders.

Hiss, hiss, hiss~~

After the rat-men had devoured all the opossums at hand, they were still not satisfied and turned their attention to the living people around them.

One rat-man couldn't wait to charge towards a dark-skinned Jail Envoy reserve member, and the two became entangled.

This was like sounding a horn, and all the rat-men went towards the reserve members in unison.

The official Jail Envoys were in a safer position on the inner side of the temple market.

Ren Qing's eyes swept over the four reserve members. Apart from Yan Jun, he didn't recognize the others, and their strength was mediocre.

He wondered how Lin Cheng's injuries were.

After a brief moment of panic, the reserve members began to fight on their own.

Even if they couldn't quickly kill the enemy, they could still gain an advantage.

Ren Qing couldn't stay out of it. Several rat-men climbed onto the eaves, their blood-red eyes full of naked killing intent.

However, Ren Qing still stood in place, only slightly shifting his steps.

The rat-men opened their bloody mouths, their four-to-five-meter bodies rising into the air, the falling tiles bringing a strong sense of oppression.

Clang!!

The Great Miao Blade was unsheathed.

In the breeze, Ren Qing instantly moved several meters.

The rat-man's arm was severed, and the pain made it roar. Just as it was about to react, its other arm was also severed.

Ding.

Ren Qing studied the rat-man's structure like a skilled butcher, and couldn't help but flick the blade, the crisp sound of the blade ringing out.

Another rat-man attacked from behind. He dodged to the side while simultaneously striking out with his blade.

The rat-man in front of him couldn't withstand a few blows before being cut in half. The fallen corpse attracted the surrounding rat-men to tear at it frantically.

In this situation, although the number of rat-men was constantly decreasing, their strength was transforming.

The degree of difficulty increased linearly, even enough to threaten the lives of the reserve members.

Many reserve members also realized that since they were concentrated on the periphery of the temple fair, this mission was also an assessment, at least involving the reward of blood crystals.

They had to grit their teeth and persevere.

Hell crows circled in the air.

Lord Li appeared at the height of the Child-Giving Mother Temple, with the four-armed, six-eyed Song Zongwu beside him, the two of them sitting tight on the fishing platform.

Song Zongwu asked, "Li Tiangang, are you so sure he will take the bait?"

"Isn't he already here?"

Li Tiangang changed the subject and said, "It seems that a good seedling has emerged from the reserve members. It should be guided by Old Song, right? The strength is barely satisfactory, but the degree of alienation is well controlled."

"..."

Song Zongwu looked at Ren Qing, who was handling the situation with ease, his brows furrowed.

Li Tiangang's praise was actually a belittlement, implying that some cultivators were timid and afraid of alienation.

But Song Zongwu always felt that with Ren Qing's talent, his strength couldn't have only improved a little after such a long time.

In fact, the two of them had a temporary idea to take the opportunity to see the quality of the reserve members.

At this moment, chaos arose.

The hyena-like reserve member had already been badly injured under the siege of several rat-men.

He originally thought that the Jail Envoy Hall would protect his life, but then he discovered that the Jail Envoys had no intention of taking action at all.

The hyena cultivator panicked, fearing that he would die because of this.

He looked around, his mind moved slightly, and he set his sights on a nearby reserve member, rushing towards one of them quickly on all fours.

Indeed, some of the rat-men were attracted to him, but the commotion also caused more rat-men to chase after the hyena cultivator.

The hyena cultivator noticed Ren Qing, who was obviously more experienced in killing enemies, so he took four or five rat-men with him, preparing to get it done once and for all.

Ren Qing discovered the hyena cultivator's plan to divert the trouble, and killing intent rose in his heart, a cold smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

As the hyena cultivator got closer and closer to Ren Qing, the fur all over his body began to fall off, and his aura became weaker and weaker.

The rat-men's intelligence was insufficient, so in their eyes, the prey's scent was becoming less and less palatable.

On the contrary, Ren Qing's strong vitality was like a torch in the night.

The rat-men decisively changed direction and pounced on Ren Qing.

The shadows formed by the five rat-men directly blocked the sunlight.

The reserve members were a little surprised to see this, and their gazes towards the hyena cultivator were mixed with fear, even subconsciously staying away from him.

Huang Ziwan was stunned for a moment, and then rushed towards Ren Qing without caring so much.

Mu Yi was much calmer, and ignored it when he saw Song Zongwu's expressionless face.

In the eyes of the others, Ren Qing was already in a hopeless situation, but in reality, he was not panicked at all, and even leisurely wiped the Great Miao Blade clean before putting it away.

The Alien Mouth cracked open in his palm, making a strange laugh.

Ren Qing did have plans to conceal his Ghost Envoy Realm cultivation, after all, it involved a lot, and the Jail Envoy Hall might see something.

But hide my strength?

I never thought about hiding my strength.

In this world, the strong prey on the weak. Only by showing value can one obtain the resources to become stronger.

Moreover, Song Zongwu was present, and calling so many reserve members was not intended to see the potential of this group of reserve members?

Crack, crack, crack, crack.

The Dragon Snake Spine stretched out.

Ren Qing lowered his head, the white bone chains brushing past his cheeks, directly piercing the head of a rat-man, with brain matter falling in spots.

The bone blades of the Dragon Snake Spine rubbed against each other, making a sharp sound, as if it were a rattlesnake preparing to hunt.

The white bone chains formed an airtight swirl, covering the remaining four rat-men.

The hyena cultivator was dumbfounded. Fear arose on his face, and he ran away in embarrassment in the opposite direction, not caring so much.

The minced meat formed from the rat-men's corpses piled up into a hill, and Ren Qing stood on it, holding a Dragon Snake Spine that was tens of meters long in his hand.

"Go..."

The Dragon Snake Spine whistled out, catching up with the hyena cultivator who was trying to escape in the blink of an eye, and then directly pierced his shoulder and pulled him back.

The hyena cultivator let out a miserable cry, but no one felt pity, and they were all watching coldly. Huang Ziwan even clapped and cheered.

However, Huang Ziwan was also a little surprised. When did Ren Qing master spells? Is this how it is to have good talent?

The hyena cultivator was pulled in front of Ren Qing, and he begged for mercy frantically, not caring about his face.

"Don't kill me..."

Ren Qing stroked his chin. He noticed that Song Zongwu didn't stop him.

Then what hesitation was there?

The Dragon Snake Spine cut off the hyena cultivator's limbs, and then directly pierced into his head, rudely performing a prefrontal lobotomy.

The hyena cultivator's expression was dull, and his intelligence had completely dissipated.

It was just because the strange object was temporarily inconvenient to deal with, so his life was not harmed.

Song Zongwu's six eyes turned slightly red, and a half-meter hell crow landed, grabbed the hyena cultivator, and flew away with its wings spread.