Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 145 - 145 144 The Tragedy of Suqiu

145: Chapter 144: The Tragedy of Suqiu 145: Chapter 144: The Tragedy of Suqiu The final choice Wahaha made was no different from Ping Duoduo, using explosive pills to self-destruct and harm others was its only option, but its opponent had now become the cunning and experienced Immortal Huang.

In terms of the sheer power of the Demon Cores, Immortal Huang was far inferior to his opponent, but when it came to the delicate control over the Demon Cores, their strengths were exactly the opposite.

As soon as the female Rat Demon exerted force, Immortal Huang immediately understood its intent.

His reaction was sharp—he switched from entangling to pushing, and in the entanglement of the two Demon Cores, he took the opportunity to fling the female Rat Demon’s Demon Core high into the air, where it exploded in midair.

At the same moment, Hou Niao’s longsword deeply pierced into the depths of the female Rat Demon’s brow…

“To kill without declaration is against the heavens!” This was the female Rat Demon’s final curse.

Hou Niao flipped his longsword, shaking off the rat corpse, “I am the heavenly justice when I’ve killed enough!”

Immortal Huang, standing by, was somewhat terrified.

Although he had been cooperating with this Quanzhen patroller, he had always harbored the intention to use him due to being a higher realm.

But now after this battle, his disdain was gone, replaced by awe.

This was the true face of the Cultivation World.

No need for heavy hammering when the drum sounds right, he knew what he needed to do now.

The two biggest backers of the Rat Clan were dead, and what remained was to eradicate them without mercy.

He howled at the sky, “My children, the quality of our clan’s livelihood in the Yinling Wilderness for the next hundred years hinges on this battle!

You must spare no effort, unite, and those who hesitate, those who fear death, shall meet our family’s law!”

Then he bowed to Hou Niao, “My lord, you may handle the overall command, we will take care of blocking them.”

Hou Niao nodded, knowing that at this moment, the weasel clan had truly gambled everything on him; it might be a bit of a dubious tactic, but this was the survival method of the creatures of the wilderness.

It was beyond reproach.

The original plan of the Rat Clan was to rely on the power of the male and female demons to repel the provocateurs first, allowing everyone to safely emerge from their burrows.

It was a good plan, but things did not go as hoped.

At this point, nothing could be changed.

When ordinary Rat Demons, unable to bear the difficulty in breathing, began to emerge, even their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced due to prolonged hypoxia, becoming like the fish on the chopping block.

Three Quanzhen Sword Cultivators and more than a dozen weasel clansmen completely took control of the increasingly large hilltop due to the lowering water level.

They killed one for every one that popped up, and slashed a pair for every two that emerged.

The Rat Clan collapsed.

The weasel clansmen fought especially hard, truly battling for the safety of their own clan; no encouragement was needed, they all went all out.

The battle soon reached its end,

Wang Mian was gasping for breath, his form disheveled, but his spirit was extremely excited.

He and the three of them had achieved something that not even all the Quanzhen disciples in Yinling combined could have done.

Although there was no need to boast, their battle record was there for all to see, and everyone had to acknowledge their prowess.

“Senior brother, I’ve counted; we’ve killed eighty-nine Rat Demons altogether.

Considering the Rat Clan usually has around a hundred members, we can basically say it’s total annihilation!

Now, fewer and fewer Rat Demons are emerging.

I guess those who could run have already run out, and some might have escaped through other places, or maybe, there are some chambers in Ksitigarbha Palace that have not been flooded, so there might still be some rats that can endure, right?

Now there’s no need to leave too much force here.

Let’s spread out the weasel clansmen more.

Also, do you think we need to enter Ksitigarbha Palace to clean up?”

Hou Niao looked at his two junior brothers gathered by his side, also feeling somewhat hesitant.

Was it better not to pursue those defeated or to eradicate them completely?

That was the question!

After exerting so much effort, it would be unreasonable to pass by a treasure mountain without entering; moreover, what secrets are hidden inside the Ksitigarbha Palace?

Are there any suspicious clues?

These all need to be confirmed!

Otherwise, if time is delayed too much, who knows who might profit from this huge pit.

There were complications as well, as they were originally very averse to delving deep into the Underground Palace, which has now essentially turned into an Underground Water Palace.

Should they actually encounter danger, how much of their strength could they exert?

The water outside was easy to drain, merely requiring the rain to lessen for it to naturally recede.

However, the water inside the palace was difficult to remove, potentially taking months to disappear.

All three of them found it somewhat difficult to decide, and at this moment, Huang Xiaoxian came over, extending his hand with a few dead hornets in his palm, specifically thin-waist wasps!

“Found at a newly exposed entrance, definitely not all of them, most must have been washed away by the flowing water, but such wasp corpses keep appearing!

I know you care about this, Daoist friend.”

They followed him to an entrance that was exposed due to the lowering water level, where water continuously gurgled out.

This was due to the pressure in the complex environment inside the palace, and as Huang Xiaoxian mentioned, occasionally a few thin-waist wasp corpses would still float out with the water stream.

These creatures were invincible in the air, invoking unparalleled dread, but once trapped in water, they were no different from ordinary swarms, dying faster due to their small size.

“Have any wasp corpses been found at other entrances?”

Huang Xiaoxian was certain, “No!

The interior of the palace is very intricate, and the accumulation of water in the tunnels flows in a set direction; it can be deduced that this is a rather isolated tunnel, not much intertwined with the complex system of the entire Ksitigarbha Palace.”

Hou Niao sighed deeply; he had to make a decision, “Based on your experience, Senior Huang, what should we do?”

Huang Xiaoxian’s long beard twitched; the fact that this True Sword Cultivator was close to him was a significant reason they got along so well; this fellow respected him, never acting superior or arrogant because humans rank above high demons, which pleased him immensely.

Now, displaying enough strength, this friend could be kept for the long term.

“I have two methods, one is a safer approach.

We can wait a few more days for the water level inside the Ksitigarbha Palace to drop further, during which I can also contact a pangolin friend.

It has visited the palace before, not thoroughly familiar, but has some experience.

Moreover, with it around, no matter where we might end up trapped, it can lead us out!”

Seeing Hou Niao listening attentively, Huang Xiaoxian shook his beard again, “The other method is more risky, going in now, following the tunnel where the thin-waist wasps appeared, tracing the vine to find the melon!

Doing this would maximize our chances of finding Mila, which I believe is what you, friend, most hope to resolve.”

Hou Niao weighed his options briefly, “You mean, Senior, that while the wasp corpses are still appearing, they are the best trail markers?

If we wait a few more days and these wasp corpses are gone, we’ll have to turn to wandering the Maze?”

Huang Xiaoxian nodded, “Exactly, my friend the pangolin is skilled at burrowing, but that doesn’t mean it excels at navigating mazes.

Who knows what the Rat Clan had in mind when building the maze?

We would have no choice but to employ the most foolish method, tunneling one by one, facing collapses and getting lost, which could be troublesome.

Daoist friend, your Earthquake Bombs are truly nauseating.”

Hou Niao sighed deeply, “Alright, that settles it.

I don’t care about the treasures of the Underground Palace, and I fear you don’t either.

What vision could the Rat Clan have?

My goal is Mila!

We’ll split whatever we find along the way in half.

What do you think, Senior?”

Huang Xiaoxian was very satisfied.

Splitting the spoils in half showed sincerity, especially since the whole operation was led by a Quanzhen Sword Cultivator and they had only joined at the last moment.

Such a reward was very satisfactory.

“Splitting in half is not suitable, Daoist friend—you choose first!

Old Huang and I will accompany you on this journey; we seek fortune amidst danger!”