I really became a king.

Chapter 254: The Attack of the Four-winged Silkworm Pupa
Fortunately, when the Hundred Demons Sword Master came in, he used the golden flame to wade out a safe route, but it cannot last long. It will probably be soon eroded by the black fog again. The tracking scent left by the celebratory wine will also disappear quickly.

Led by the Lord of Yinshan Mountain, the group slowly retreated out of the swamp, being very cautious along the way, fearing that they would violate any taboos.

They came in very quickly, but went out as slowly as a turtle, because wisps of black mist had begun to appear on the safe route they came in, and they had to carefully detect it before they dared to move forward.

Moreover, the group of people were clearly divided, with clear distinctions.

The secular warriors were in front, and the people from the secular sects followed behind at a distance.

The faces of the secular warriors walking in front were filled with a hint of grief and anger, because they were used as pawns to explore the way. Several people had already died in the strange black mist along the way.

But there was nothing they could do. At this moment, they suddenly agreed with what Venerable Hundred Ghosts said. They were indeed living too humbly in front of the secular sect.

When they were about to leave the Black Water Swamp, the warrior who was exploring the way ahead suddenly found a strange grass that was twisting and growing upward. The warrior who first saw the strange grass was delighted, and without any hesitation, he quickly walked over and reached out to pick it.

This is dragon tongue grass, a precious top-grade medicinal material, which is said to have the effects of breaking mirrors, maintaining youthfulness, and achieving enlightenment.

The Lord of Yinshan Mountain had been closely watching the secular warrior who was exploring the way ahead from behind. At this time, he also noticed the unusual movement of the warrior. His face changed and he said anxiously:
"Do not move!"

But it was too late. The warrior might not have the courage or idea to keep it for himself, but as the discoverer, the secular sect would definitely give him appropriate compensation, so he picked the dragon tongue grass as quickly as possible.

Then a strange scene happened. The body of this secular warrior, who was only at the sixth level of martial arts, froze, and the dragon tongue grass in his hand turned into a long red nematode, which instantly drilled into his palm.

The warrior stared at his palm in a daze. Before he could react to what had happened, a strange scene occurred.

In front of everyone's eyes, the warrior disappeared, and a strange insect appeared where he was originally.

Both in appearance and size, it is similar to a silkworm pupa. The only difference is that it has two pairs of wings, which are crystal clear white, just like cicada wings.

"What happened, where are the people?"

"What kind of insect is this?"

"..."

A group of secular warriors were so frightened that they retreated one after another. Even the people from the secluded sects who were standing some distance behind them had solemn expressions.

It was really weird. A living person turned into a strange flying insect in front of everyone. Could it be that the swamp overlord was causing trouble?
It was chasing after Xumi Palace at the moment, so it should have no time to care about them. Why would it let a strange insect block its way? What was it trying to do? Could it be that it wanted to keep them?

Just as the Lord of Yinshan Mountain and others were on guard, the four-winged silkworm pupa suddenly moved.

The two pairs of wings flapped rapidly, and at the same time, a sharp whistle was emitted. The rhythm and frequency were just like a motor that was constantly accelerating. Those with low cultivation levels covered their ears in pain, feeling that their ears were about to be pierced through.

The top powerhouses of the eighth realm, such as the Lord of Yinshan Mountain, all had solemn expressions on their faces. From the screams, they felt a destructive aura, as if the swamp overlord had come in person. The enormous pressure made them feel a life-and-death crisis they had never felt before.

Then, without waiting for them to react, the four-winged silkworm pupa suddenly rose to a height of four or five meters in the air, and then turned into a streak of lightning and swooped down at them.

It was a very strange scene. Everyone felt that the four-winged silkworm pupa was attacking them, and without any hesitation, they all dodged. Only one person stood still, with a look of relief after fear on his face, because he felt that the strange insect's attack target was not him, provided that he could not move. Yes, he only needed to stand still to avoid the attack.

The others who were trying to avoid the attack had a different feeling. They had to avoid this attack. As long as they avoided this fierce attack, they would be safe next.

Just like that, the four-winged silkworm pupa swooped down, and there was no obstruction wherever it passed. The Lord of Yinshan Mountain and others avoided it, and the whole journey was smooth.

There was only one person who stood there quietly, with a look of joy on his face as if he had survived a disaster. Besides that, there was a hint of mockery, as if he was mocking the others for not realizing the secret of this attack: only by staying still could one avoid this attack.

The Lord of Yinshan Mountain and the others all looked at the strange scene in front of them, thinking that this man must be stupid. The alien insects were already rushing towards him, but he didn't dodge? Was he deliberately seeking death?

"What are you standing there for? Get out of the way!"

Considering the other party's identity, the Lord of Yinshan Mountain rebuked him urgently.

But what responded to him was an oddly calm smile mixed with a hint of complacency.

"Could he have been frightened silly?" This was the common thought of everyone who saw this scene.

Soon after, the Lord of Yinshan Mountain felt something was wrong, and several other top-level masters of the eighth realm also felt something was wrong. Then they suddenly reacted and their faces all changed.

"be cheated!"

They secretly regretted it in their hearts, and then took action one after another.

All of a sudden, they launched various fierce killing moves towards the four-winged silkworm pupa, intending to stop it from killing that person. After all, that person's identity was too sensitive, and if he really died here, they would have a hard time explaining to the sect behind him.

But it was too late. The four-winged silkworm pupa accelerated, shook off all the fatal attacks, and flew into the man's eyebrows.

The man still had the same unfathomable smile on his face, but his life force was extinguished in an instant. The four-winged silkworm pupa passed through his brain directly and then dissipated in the air like ashes.

Dead! Sheng Xin, the secret disciple of the Holy Land, died just like that!
The Lord of Yinshan Mountain and others stared at this scene in a daze. They were horrified at this strange killing method and felt bitter at the same time. Sheng Xin died in front of them. How could they explain to the Holy Land Piaomiao Pavilion?

The most embarrassing thing was that they all dodged the attack just now and did not make any move to stop the rescue. Although they finally reacted, it was too late.

How should they explain to Piaomiao Pavilion in front of everyone?
They should have realized by now that the attack just now was probably an illusion, a bluffing illusion that seemed to have earth-shattering power, but in fact it was just a paper tiger that could be broken with a single poke.

If any one of them had dodged and tried to block the attack, the attack would not have succeeded.

But they were all frightened by the illusion, and although they finally reacted, it was too late. The great secret disciple of Piao Miao Pavilion was killed with a smile on his face. Who would believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?

"Let's get out of this swamp first!" Yinshan Mountain Lord Leng Lian said and continued to walk outside.

"He should be killed!" Ye Dingtian of the Ye family in Bailing waved his hand when passing by the crowd of secular warriors, and then the warrior who picked the "Dragon Tongue Grass" died on the spot.

(End of this chapter)