Chapter 621: Core Formation
"Junior Brother Tong, summon your life-bound insect gu and form an array with me. You must give it your all and do not hold back. This demonic spirit is extremely intelligent and cunning. If it senses anything amiss, it will surely devour the spiritual fruit before it fully ripens and flee. The rest of the disciples will follow from behind and observe the battle from a distance. Once the demonic beast is slain, the lesser ones are yours to handle. Any spiritual herbs or materials you collect will belong to you."
More than thirty cultivators stood atop the mountain peak.
Among them were six Foundation Building cultivators; the rest were all in the Qi Refining Realm.
The Qi Refining Realm disciples wore nearly identical long robes, with a strange pattern embroidered on the back that formed the character for "insect."
If Qin Sang had been present, he would have noticed that Yuan Hu, who had joined the hunt for the Blood-Winged Ghost-Headed Wasp, was among them.
The speaker was a clear-eyed elderly man with snow-white hair and kindly features. He held a black wooden staff, its surface etched with eerie blue patterns drawn from the blood of some insect.
Just as the elder was giving his orders, a peal of thunder suddenly interrupted him.
The expressions of everyone shifted, and they soared into the sky, peering into the depths of the mountains.
In the southwest, the peak of a tall mountain had, at some unknown point, gathered a massive cluster of dark clouds. Lightning danced and thunder roared within the black cloud.
After the initial boom, the thunder became a continuous, deafening rumble. The clouds grew ever thicker, silver arcs of lightning writhing madly.
Strangely, these storm clouds covered only that single mountaintop and the surrounding area within a radius of less than a thousand zhang. Beyond that, the sky was perfectly clear, not even a trace of moisture in the air. There was no indication of rain.
It was as though that one stretch of land had fallen into an apocalypse. Blinding bolts of lightning struck so close to the summit that it seemed they might reduce the mountain to rubble at any moment.