Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8476: Retreat (1)
Previously on Living In Another World With A Farm...
Leng Feng glanced at Da Jiu Chi's face and let out a cold snort. "Alright, I've been eager to test out the Gu techniques from the Poisonous Bug Valley. Let's do this." With those words spoken, he swung the flag gripped in his hand. Abruptly, a dark cloud burst into view above. Spanning several mu across, the cloud plunged right down, enveloping Leng Feng completely.
Da Jiu Chi responded with his own cold snort. He swept his hand through the air, conjuring a dark fog that swirled around him. The fog swelled bigger with each passing moment. In tandem, a droning buzz echoed everywhere. Those watching soon spotted that the fog consisted of bugs no larger than ants. This sight left the onlookers in utter shock. The faces of the rogue cultivators twisted in panic, and they scattered in all directions.
Zhao Hai showed no desire to dive into the fray. He simply shifted a few paces sideways. The instant he moved, disciples from the Dark Wind Sect sprang into action, forming a circle around him. Zhao Hai turned to the Dark Ghost Sect disciples and flashed a grin. "Easy there, everyone. I'm not looking to bolt. I just prefer not getting caught in the crossfire. We should back off a bit, I reckon. Hanging around here could turn risky once those two start battling."
The Dark Ghost Sect disciples held their ground without budging. Yet Zhao Hai picked up a trace of uncertainty in their stance. He grinned and pulled back further. Sure enough, the Dark Ghost Sect disciples appeared more at ease. They trailed after Zhao Hai, keeping him boxed in, though they allowed his withdrawal.
Both Da Jiu Ji and Leng Feng had naturally noticed Zhao Hai's maneuvers. Da Jiu Ji's features twisted into an odd look upon seeing what Zhao Hai did. He found Zhao Hai's composure downright eerie, far too steady. Even at this juncture, Zhao Hai betrayed no signs of anxiety. Such behavior defied all reason.
Leng Feng huffed but kept silent. He understood full well that Da Jiuji posed no simple foe. As one of the top true disciples in the Poisonous Bug Valley, Da Jiuji proved a tough nut to crack. To take on Da Jiuji, Leng Feng would need to unleash everything he had. But if they both went all out, it could endanger his junior brother. That outcome was the last thing he wanted. So, while Zhao Hai's moves irked him somewhat, he chose not to voice any objection.
Zhao Hai halted only after withdrawing several miles. He gazed at the pair locked in confrontation and let out a soft sigh. He realized that safeguarding this spot today would demand a fierce clash. Moreover, a growing throng of unaffiliated cultivators had assembled nearby. They eyed him like hungry wolves ready to pounce. Only the might of the Dark Ghost Sect held them at bay. This round, he'd need to exert himself fully.
At that instant, Leng Feng issued a cold snort and struck first. The dark cloud roiled violently as a massive black serpent burst forth, lunging at Da Jiu Ji. These serpents looked every bit like living beasts. Their scales and veins stood out vividly, while their crimson eyes gleamed with icy menace.
Da Jiu Ji emitted a deep grunt and shaped a hand seal. A fierce buzzing erupted from the dark fog encircling him. Moments later, the fog morphed into a haze of pale vapor that surged toward the serpents. The vapor appeared see-through and harmless. Still, Leng Feng refused to dismiss it lightly. That pale haze comprised myriads of Gu worms, packing real power. Mishandling it could spell serious trouble for him.
By now, the serpents had charged into the pale haze. The second they touched it, the serpents acted as if struck by horror. A chorus of agonized howls rang out, their forms twitching wildly like something assailed them. Meanwhile, the serpents vomited streams of dark vapor from their maws. This vapor sank into the haze, punching temporary gaps through it. The gaps sealed quickly, but the serpents became wreathed in thicker vapor, their cries growing even more frantic.
Suddenly, a sharp snort pierced from the dark fog. Strands of black vapor then seeped from the serpents' forms. This vapor swiftly countered the pale haze. For a brief spell, the two forces hung in deadlock. But shortly after, hordes of new serpents poured from the fog, barreling toward Da Jiuzhi.
Da Jiu Ji altered his hand seals while barking, "Now!" With his command, a pair of enormous spiders materialized upon him. These arachnids exuded pure terror. Standing as tall as a man, they stretched an impressive five meters long. Their eight massive legs bristled with dark hair, lending them a nightmarish air.
These exact spiders were the ones Liu Feizhou had glimpsed in Da Jiu Chi's courtyard. Known as giant demon spiders, they ranked among the mightiest and cleverest of their kind. They served as renowned puppet warriors in the Poisonous Bug Valley. Few cultivators could stand against them; they were notoriously hard to beat.
The moment the spiders emerged, they bellowed and leaped skyward. In unison, they lashed out with their limbs like eight deadly lances, stabbing at the serpents. The serpents coiled defensively and countered, hurtling at the spiders. A thunderous crash echoed at the collision point. The spiders sailed backward once more. Meanwhile, the serpents had vanished without a trace.
Mid-flight, the spiders twisted and dove headlong into the dark cloud. But right then, innumerable dark strands whipped from the cloud, snaring toward the spiders. The spiders flailed their limbs to fend off the strands, yet their numbers overwhelmed. The spiders couldn't possibly repel them all. In that split second, twin globs of white silk erupted from the spiders' undersides. These swiftly wove into a vast web aloft, ensnaring the dark strands entirely.
The instant the web met the strands, a harsh sizzling of dissolution filled the air. The web clearly carried venom, capable of eating through the strands. Just then, a colossal dark hand protruded from the cloud and seized the webs. Though the webs ate at the hand with corrosive hisses, the hand refused to release them. It clutched the webs tight and withdrew into the cloud.
Witnessing this, Da Jiu Chi's face darkened, and he snorted coldly. "Hmph! Trying to snag my spider silk right now? You truly don't know when to quit!" He flicked his wrist, sending the small black spider from his shoulder leaping forth. As it soared, it ballooned with the breeze, swelling into a behemoth over ten meters in length. This colossus gleamed like polished black jade. Yet atop its head sat eight scarlet eyes, rendering it utterly savage.
"Eight-eyed black jade spider!" A startled shout burst from the dark cloud. It was Leng Feng's voice, laced with astonishment. He hadn't expected the tiny spider perched on Da Jiuzhi's shoulder to be an eight-eyed black jade spider. This creature stood as a formidable venomous beast. Its frame oozed deadly poison. Above all, it could unleash venom sprays and boasted immense strength. Its hide rivaled steel in toughness, complemented by toxic silk. Legends even claimed it wielded eye-based sorcery. Undoubtedly, it ranked among the trickiest foes.
No sooner had the eight-eyed black jade spider surfaced than its overwhelming presence blanketed the battlefield. Be it Leng Feng or the spectating rogue cultivators, all sensed the spider's gaze upon them. A shiver gripped their souls. Plenty of faint-hearted cultivators recoiled at once, plainly terrified.
The eight-eyed black jade spider ignored the rogue cultivators entirely. It charged ahead, aiming straight for the dark cloud. As it neared, a ghostly white bone hand thrust from the cloud. This bone hand loomed enormous. It balled into a fist spanning two meters, smashing toward the spider's frame.
A deafening boom rang out, halting the eight-eyed black jade spider's advance dead. It had been repelled. Then, a second massive bone fist swung forth. This one slammed into the spider, hurling it airborne. A wail of pain tore from it in flight. But abruptly, a strand of white silk fired from its belly, latching onto the fist. The spider's tumbling form jerked to a halt. Pulled by tremendous force, it hurtled back at the bone fists. Its eight crimson eyes ignited with savage hunger. A red glow flared, and eight crimson beams lanced from its eyes, striking the fists.
BOOM! An explosive crack shattered the two bone fists to fragments. The eight-eyed black jade spider showed no sign of harm. It plunged right into the dark cloud. Yet in that moment, yet another bone fist emerged from the cloud, battering the spider's body. The eight-eyed black jade spider flew back again. Its screech in the air pierced sharper and louder than before. Clearly, this blow had cost it dearly.
Da Jiu Ji's face grew solemn as he stared at the bone fist protruding from the dark cloud. "Black cloud white bone art! I never imagined you'd cultivated the black cloud white bone art to such a level. Impressive, you're every bit as strong as rumored. Since we're on Dark Ghost Sect ground today, I'll grant you this edge. Until we cross paths again!" With that, he gestured sharply, recalling all three spiders. Simultaneously, the pale vapor of tiny bugs streamed back into him. His form then rocketed off the island, vanishing in a flash.
From the dark cloud, Leng Feng's voice rang out. "Next time, I'll visit the Poisonous Bug Valley to gauge your Gu technique's true might, Da Jiu Zhi." As his words faded, the dark clouds contracted inward, swiftly merging into the black flag in Leng Feng's grasp. In no time, Leng Feng's figure stood exposed.