Chapter 429: Eight-winged Centipede Queen (1/2)

Chapter 429: Eight-winged Centipede Queen

As Qin Lie burned the two voodoo insects with his Qilin fire, terrible cries rang throughout the forest every so often.

In a land of ancient trees over five hundred kilometers away from Qin Lie.

An intelligent looking youth stood in the center of seven Black Voodoo Cult martial practitioners that had dark eyes and wore black robes.

The youth was thin, and his hair was styled modestly, tied up with a black band. The corners of his face were sharp, and his eyes resembled pitch black gemstones that shone with a scary, ruthless light.

“Argh!”

He suddenly clutched his chest with both hands and released a terrible howl, discharging a shocking aura to the dark gray forest around him.

“Rip!”

He tore at the clothing on his torso and exposed his chest. The skin around it was opaque, making it possible to see his heart.

There was a horrifying voodoo insect wrapped around his heart!

It was a pitch black centipede with one hundred feet—it was completely identical to the ones that had been embedded in Yu Xi, Yu Jie, and Yu Yuan’s foreheads!.

As a matter of fact, the centipede that had been in Yu Yuan’s forehead was a larva of the centipede wrapped around this youth’s heart!

This centipede was completely stuck to his red heart. Every one of its feet were like sharp blades that either pierced into the heart muscle or clung to its arteries.

As the youth’s heart continued to thump, the bizarre centipede expanded and contracted along with it.

It was as if it had become one with his heart.

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”

At this moment, the pitch black centipede trembled sporadically. Its sharp feet dug into the youth’s heart, making him scream constantly.

The dark eyes of the seven Black Voodoo Cult martial practitioners all shone with a cold, harsh light.

“Yu Xi and Yu Jie are dead. The voodoo insects in their bodies were burned to death. Yu Yuan has probably suffered a grievous injury as well… his condition doesn’t look good.”

The youth would occasionally let out a terrible howl, his expression appearing savage and distorted. His pitch black gemstone-esque eyes, however, were so calm that it was disturbing.

It was as if he were able to keep his calm despite the pain, as if his judgement weren’t affected by the pain at all.

“Yu Feng, lead your men over there and find out what’s going on! Find the person who burned the voodoo insects! Remember—I want him alive!” the man yelled coldly.

“I shall go right away, young master!” A Black Voodoo Cult martial practitioner garbed completely in black robes saluted respectfully before swiftly departing with two of the men.

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“Young master? Your young master should be Black Voodoo Cult’s Ye Yihao, right?” On the other side of the ancient forest, Qin Lie arrived beside Yu Yuan with a cold expression, staring at the Black Voodoo Cult martial practitioner. He was on the verge of death, his body charred black. Qin Lie casually asked, “How do you cure the voodoo toxin?”

Having recovered some of her resolve, Song Tingyu walked over as well. She glared at Yu Yuan, a cold gleam in her eyes.

The three refind blood that resembled bloodstones withdrew into Qin Lie’s body once more and mingled with the blood on his palms.

Each of Qin Lie’s hands currently gripped a Heavenly Flame Crystal that was even larger than a fist. The three blood essences in his palms were currently absorbing the fire energy inside these Heavenly Flame Crystals.

The Heavenly Flame Crystals radiated a bright scarlet halo. Wisps of fiery energy continuously spread to his palms and were swiftly absorbed by the blood essences.

“You want to cure the voodoo toxin? Haha, dream on!” Yu Yuan laughed madly. “Only the young master and the ‘Eight-winged Centipede Queen’ around his heart can cure it! Just sit there and enjoy the taste of death as the young master absorbs your soul and life energy through the Eight-winged Centipede Queen every day, every hour, every minute, and every second!”

He pointed at Song Tingyu and laughed wickedly. “In less than half a month, your life energy will be completely exhausted. You will soon know exactly what kind of pain that has in store for you!”

“As for you…” he said coldly, looking at Qin Lie. “Even you have only a month of time left! Even if you aren’t hunted down and killed by our men, you will end up just like her! You will tread the exact same path of death that she has and die an agonizing death not unlike mine! Hahaha!”

“Splurt!”

A cold, sharp dagger stabbed into Yu Yuan’s thigh. The blade twisted and turned inside of his flesh, poking at the bones until they creaked.

Qin Lie stabbed the dagger upward, slicing from Yu Yuan’s thigh to his waist.

“I want the cure,” he said with a straight face.

The pain made Yu Yuan scream at the top of his lungs.

“Nothing but the Eight-winged Centipede Queen coiled around the young master’s heart and neutralize the toxin!” he cried out. “There is no other cure!”

Qin Lie, unconvinced by Yu Yuan’s words, drove the dagger further upward.

Yu Yuan’s eyes bulged and his cries of pain grew worse and worse. His body spasmed repeatedly as if his last breath would come at any moment.

Qin Lie glanced at Song Tingyu.