A Mortal's Start in the Spirit Beast Mountain

Chapter 350 Terrifying Golden Silk

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The golden, bloodthirsty mosquito's cold, merciless compound eyes locked onto him. It actually spoke in human language, its voice hoarse and broken, yet carrying an undeniable killing intent and majesty: "Those who trespass...on the Sacred Lake...die!"

Before it finished speaking, it suddenly raised its head and let out a deep, yet extremely penetrating, strange roar! This roar seemed to carry some kind of mysterious summoning power, and instantly spread throughout the surrounding hundred miles!

"Buzz buzz buzz—!!!"

The next moment, a chilling sight appeared! Within a hundred miles, countless bloodthirsty mosquitoes, whether swimming on the lake's surface or hidden deep within the blood mist, regardless of whether they were blood-red, blue, or silver,

At this moment, as if receiving a supreme command, they all stopped their current actions, turned in unison towards the direction from which the roar came, and then emitted an even more violent buzzing sound, like a blood-red ocean bursting its banks, frantically converging from all directions!

Luo Ming had been intently observing the battle, assessing the strength of both sides and the terrifying power of the golden bloodthirsty mosquitoes. At that moment, sensing the sudden riotous surge of countless bloodthirsty mosquitoes around him, rushing towards the battlefield like rivers flowing into the sea, his heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong!

His concealment technique doesn't make him truly disappear; it merely distorts light and conceals his aura. If a large swarm of insects were to pass by his location, he would likely be detected.

He made a quick decision to retreat quietly, away from the area that was about to become the eye of the insect storm.

However, just as he shifted his body slightly, about to escape—

In the center of the battlefield, a blinding golden light suddenly flashed in the cold compound eyes of the golden bloodthirsty mosquito! It seemed to have sensed something, and its head turned sharply. Those chilling compound eyes locked onto the approximate location where Luo Ming was hiding with unparalleled precision!

"hiss--!"

A murderous hiss rang out! The golden bloodthirsty mosquito didn't even stop attacking the transformed fire owl. It simply adjusted the angle of its golden proboscis, aiming it at Luo Ming's location. The golden light at the tip of its proboscis rapidly compressed and condensed!

"call out--!!"

The next instant, a golden thread, condensed to the extreme, as thin as a hair, yet exuding a sharp aura that could pierce through everything, shot out from the tip of its mouthparts at a terrifying speed that surpassed the perception of divine sense, as if ignoring spatial distance, and attacked Luo Ming in front of him!

"Oh no! We've been discovered!" Luo Ming was terrified, his hair standing on end! The golden thread was too fast and the lock-on was too precise; there was simply no time to completely dodge it!

In the face of death, Luo Ming reacted with lightning speed! A completely black shield, carved with a hideous ghost face and radiating a thick spiritual light, instantly flew out, expanding to the size of a door, and blocked the incoming golden threads! It was the "Ghost Face Shield" forged from ten-thousand-year-old Xuan Yin Iron!

"Pfft—!"

A soft, yet chilling, piercing sound rang out!

The ghost mask shield, which he had placed high hopes on and which was capable of withstanding attacks from Nascent Soul cultivators, was easily pierced through by the condensed golden threads after only a moment of resistance!

A small but transparent hole was left in the center of the shield, and the spiritual light dimmed by more than half in an instant!

Faced with an attack of this magnitude, Luo Ming would naturally not rely on just one defensive measure.

"drink!"

Luo Ming let out a low roar, and his internal magic power surged wildly! Just as the golden thread pierced through the ghost mask shield and was about to reach his body, his body surface flashed with light!

A thick layer of blood-red armor emerged from beneath his skin, his muscles bulged, and his veins stood out—this was the protective blood aura formed from the powerful physical blood energy cultivated through the Myriad Spirits Blood Technique! Immediately afterward, a solid, earth-yellow halo enveloped his entire body—this was the Mystic Aura Shield cast using the essence blood of the Mystic Turtle!

"clang--!!"

The golden thread slammed into Luo Ming's blood- and yellow interwoven light armor, producing a piercing, metallic clang!

Luo Ming was struck hard, his whole body trembled violently, a sweet taste rose in his throat, and he was sent flying backwards for more than ten feet as if he had been hit by a giant hammer. The two layers of light armor on his body flickered violently and erratically, but in the end, they barely managed not to break.

But the terrifyingly sharp energy contained in that golden thread still penetrated his body, causing his internal organs to churn and his blood to surge, which he then forcefully suppressed!

He was horrified; the golden thread technique of the golden bloodthirsty mosquito was so terrifyingly powerful!

"Walk!"

Without any hesitation, Luo Ming didn't even bother to check his injuries. Taking advantage of the momentum from flying backward, he frantically urged his mind! The Wind-Escape Shuttle beneath his feet surged with a burst of azure light, emitting a sharp whistle, carrying him like a startled cheetah, pushing his speed to the limit, fleeing for his life without looking back!

When the golden, bloodthirsty mosquito realized that its powerful attack had failed to kill the "little bug," a hint of surprise seemed to flash in its cold, compound eyes, quickly replaced by an even stronger killing intent. It hissed, as if issuing some kind of command.

Immediately, about one-third of the bloodthirsty mosquitoes that were gathering from all directions, blotting out the sky, changed direction like an army receiving orders, and with deafening buzzing, chased after Luo Ming in the direction he was fleeing! Among them, a dozen cold silver lights were particularly eye-catching.

"What kind of supernatural power is that? How could it be so terrifying?" The image of the Ghost Mask Shield being pierced through in one blow was deeply imprinted in his mind.

The solemn voice of Tianjing Sanren immediately resounded in his mind: "That attack of this demon just now was similar to the technique of a sword cultivator turning sword energy into threads! It condensed all the demonic power and the sharpness of Geng metal into one point, making it indestructible and capable of breaking through anything!"

"Let alone you, even an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would be seriously injured if caught off guard by such a blow! It's already a miracle that you managed to withstand it with your physical body and protective abilities without dying on the spot!"

Behind them, a swarm of bloodthirsty mosquitoes gathered, their buzzing like the death knell, drawing ever closer. Further away, from the direction of the battlefield between the transformed fire owl and the golden bloodthirsty mosquito king, a deafening, violent, and resolute howl suddenly erupted!

"Eh-!!!"

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying demonic power, several times stronger than before, erupted, turning the sky in that area even more crimson! The thunderous clash of divine powers was like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploding continuously, and even from a great distance, one could feel its earth-shattering might!

"That guy... has revealed his true form and is fighting desperately!" Luo Ming understood, and his escape speed increased even more.

The fact that the demon cultivator in human form was forced to reveal his true form and unleash his full power indicates that the battle has reached a fever pitch, but it also means that the Golden Mosquito King is likely to be completely tied down and unable to attend to anything else for the time being.

However, just as Luo Ming was fully activating the Wind-Escape Shuttle and fleeing for his life in an attempt to shake off the relentless swarm of bloodthirsty mosquitoes, he keenly sensed something amiss in his surroundings.

Behind them, the originally slowly flowing, omnipresent thick blood-red mist now seemed to be frantically pulled by some invisible force.

At an astonishing speed, it was frantically swirling and converging towards the area where he had just fled—the area where the transformed fire owl and the golden bloodthirsty mosquito king were locked in fierce combat! Its momentum was so great that it even formed a visible vortex of blood mist behind him!

"What happened?"

Luo Ming was startled, and his escape light involuntarily slowed down for a moment. He subconsciously separated a wisp of his divine sense and cautiously probed towards the core area of ​​the surging blood mist behind him.

Perhaps because a large amount of blood mist was extracted, the visibility and penetrability of divine sense in that area increased several times. Combined with his spiritual eye ability, he was able to see clearly what had happened there.

The next instant, Luo Ming's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints, and the hairs on his body stood on end!

Above the lake where the fierce battle had taken place, a pitch-black crack appeared, several tens of feet long and only one foot wide, its edges constantly twisting and tearing, radiating an aura of destruction and devouring that sent chills down one's spine.

Like the menacing eye of a demon, it hangs prominently between heaven and earth!

However, the scale of this one is far greater than that produced when the Poisonous Dragon clashed with the Ninth Elder!

A terrifying suction force erupted from the crack, frantically devouring everything around it—lake water, spiritual energy, blood mist, and even…light! The sight of the blood mist swirling backward was precisely due to the terrifying suction force of this spatial crack!

"This..." This was the first time Luo Ming had ever seen such a situation, and his mind was filled with awe for the power of heaven and earth.

"A Nascent Soul cultivator can tear space apart when he goes all out. It seems this secret realm won't last much longer. If it weren't for the Four Symbols Sealing Pillars suppressing it, it would probably have shattered long ago," said the Heavenly Mirror Hermit in a deep voice.

"Huh, there seems to be a scene of sky and ocean inside that spatial rift. Could it be that the other side of the rift is somewhere in the outer sea?" Through his spiritual vision, Luo Ming keenly sensed the scene deep inside the rift.

"This is just a secret space attached to the human realm. If it is broken, the contents inside will naturally return to the human realm, just like a storage bag breaking." Tianjing Sanren paused, as if he had noticed Luo Ming's thoughts.

"Don't even think about going through this crack to the outside of the secret realm. This isn't a teleportation array protected by formations. It contains unpredictable spatial forces. Even a powerful demon cultivator in human form wouldn't be able to withstand it."

Luo Ming naturally knew the power of spatial rifts and wouldn't do something so foolish.

At this moment, near the spatial rift, two figures, in an even more disheveled and panicked state, were desperately using their supernatural powers to try to break free from the increasingly strong suction and escape that area! They were none other than the transformed Fire Owl and the Golden Bloodthirsty Mosquito King!

Both of them bore new wounds, and their auras were much weaker and more chaotic than before. Clearly, in their previous all-out battle, they not only triggered this huge spatial rift, but also suffered considerable impact and backlash.

The crimson demonic flames around the transformed fire owl had dimmed considerably, but it still desperately circulated, transforming into a streak of fire as it frantically fled in the opposite direction of the spatial rift and away from Luo Ming.

The golden, bloodthirsty mosquito king, its three pairs of golden wings glowing with an uncertain light, scanned rapidly with its cold compound eyes, seemingly making a judgment in an instant—compared to the troublesome transformed fire owl, the human "little bug" in the distance that was fleeing and whose aura was obviously much weaker seemed to be a better target for venting its anger.