The scorpion’s pupils stared deeply at Cheng Guang.
rely caught under the scorpion’s gaze, Cheng Guang instantly felt as if a trendously heavy mountain was pressing down on his head, making his breathing beco incredibly labored.
Standing beside Cheng Guang, Cheng Zhihai and Qin Beifeng, even as Ninth Grade Martial Emperors, seed to have little ability to resist in the face of this scorpion-like creature, whose na they did not know.
Their bodies beca slightly stiff.
Wanting to intervene and shield Cheng Guang from the scorpion’s oppressive might, they found at that mont, even moving their bodies proved incredibly difficult.
Empress Wei of Great Wei took light, lotus-like steps and moved in front of Cheng Guang, which made things considerably easier for him.
Empress Wei’s beautiful eyes watched the scorpion on the roof, her fair face briefly froze in surprise, and her eyebrows slowly furrowed.
This scorpion was much stronger than the chicken demon they had just encountered in the shrine.
Its strength was not to be underestimated.
If it really ca down to fighting this scorpion, even she wasn’t sure she could ensure victory.
While Empress Wei was warily observing the scorpion,
the scorpion did not continue its gaze on Cheng Guang, instead sitting atop the roof as if it had no desire to bother with them, nor to pay them any heed, only saying,
"I don’t know where this little thing ca from; I don’t want to bother with you, leave quickly."
After speaking, it continued to sit on the roof and drink its wine in solitude.
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from afar, several presences arose.
A few Sky-n arrived from a distance in a beleaguered state, covered in wounds with white faces and expressions filled with barely concealed terror looking at the scorpion on the roof.
They stood in the distance and did not approach.
Clearly, these Sky-n had just clashed with the scorpion, nearly being unilaterally crushed.
No matter how many Sky-n there were, they were no match for the scorpion.
Li Longhu glanced at the scorpion, then looked at Cheng Guang and his group standing in front of Around Immortal Residence.
Li Longhu couldn’t understand why Cheng Guang and the others were still so close to the scorpion; weren’t they afraid of being attacked?
Similarly puzzled was Emperor Zhou, who stood beside Li Longhu.
They had followed the scent that could enhance their cultivation all the way to Around Immortal Residence, initially not noticing the giant scorpion on the roof, and imdiately started to fight over the liquid contained within the earthen jars.
While they were busy with their struggle, the strange scorpion suddenly appeared.
The strange scorpion, with a single strike, bisected a Sky-Man before he could react, tearing him into a mist of blood.
No longer concerning themselves with the earthen jars, they began to fight the scorpion.
After so fighting, with the scorpion killing a few of them, it finally left slightly appeased.
Otherwise, Emperor Zhou was beginning to doubt whether he could survive an encounter with this strange scorpion.
Emperor Zhou now didn’t dare to approach Around Immortal Residence and could only watch from a considerable distance.
As he watched Cheng Guang and the others stand before Around Immortal Residence unhard by the scorpion, confusion set in.
Under Emperor Zhou’s watchful eye, he suddenly saw Cheng Guang start to move.
Cheng Guang stepped towards Around Immortal Residence.
Emperor Zhou and the group of Sky-n narrowed their eyes upon seeing this, imdiately anticipating that the scorpion might act next, tearing the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir, Cheng Guang, who was unaware of his imminent danger, into a mist of blood.
Cheng Zhihai and Qin Beifeng were also shocked, but having grown accustod to Cheng Guang’s startling actions, they did not imdiately intervene.
Empress Wei, who had closely followed behind Cheng Guang, paused for a mont, half a beat too slow to react.
The strange scorpion had not attacked them so far; shouldn’t they be leaving first?
Why did the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir still want to explore Around Immortal Residence?
Was he choosing opportunity over life?
Empress Wei was ridden with doubts, but then she recalled the thod Cheng Guang had used earlier to deal with the worms, and a feeling arose in her that perhaps Cheng Guang also had so ans to deal with this strange scorpion.
After so hesitation, Empress Wei followed Cheng Guang’s footsteps, heading toward Around Immortal Residence.
Cheng Guang walked slowly toward Around Immortal Residence.
The strange scorpion on the roof drank its gloomy wine and, sensing Cheng Guang’s motion, glanced at him with its deep brown pupils. Seeing him cross the threshold and enter the large gate of Around Immortal Residence, not disturbing the earthen jar placed in front of the residence, it looked away.
As Cheng Guang passed the threshold of Around Immortal Residence and entered inside, he briefly scanned his surroundings, noticing a few gold-plated wooden boxes in the corner.
Cheng Guang’s eyes lightened, and he hurried over, opening the gold-plated wooden box, which released a cloud of dust. The contents were sparse.
There was nothing more than a few tea sets and so garnts that looked very much like the Daoist robes worn by the Monkey Devil outside the mountain gate, though seemingly of a finer quality.
After opening all the gold-plated wooden boxes, Cheng Guang found that besides garnts, there were also so scriptures with weathered covers, turned pitch-black.
Without opening them, rely by holding them in his hands,
he could sense voices whispering in his ears.
It seed like imparting teachings, like leaving ssages.
Cheng Guang listened carefully.
"The Great Dao is boundless; it can be left or right. All things depend on it for life and do not depart; the work is completed without a na. It nourishes all things without claiming dominance, its constancy is without desire, which can be terd ’small.’"
"All things return to it, yet it does not claim dominion; it can be terd ’great.’ Because it never acts great by itself, thus it can achieve greatness..."
Most were cryptic scriptures, catching only fragnts, Cheng Guang felt a slight headache, his mind in a daze, as if seeing himself in front of an old Taoist clad in decaying robes, earnestly conveying teachings to him.
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