Chapter 95 Death

"Wang Liu is dead!"

Upon hearing the sound, Xu Yuanlang rushed back immediately, only to see large splatters of blood sprayed onto the gray-brown rocks.

A wisp of heat was still rising, and Wang Liu stared wide-eyed at the wall, looking as if he had died with his eyes wide open.

The entire body below the neck had disappeared, leaving only the lower legs and forearms, with jagged teeth marks on the remaining marks, as if it had been bitten by some wild beast.

"Who did this?!"

After calming his fear, Xu Yuanlang looked up at the dozen or so people in the cave, all of whom were looking at each other in bewilderment.

"I was cultivating at the time and didn't hear anything."

Zhang Qing's voice trembled, and he unconsciously licked his dry lips, his face filled with terror.

"Zhang Qing, you were closest to my brother, you didn't hear a thing he said."

Wang Qi's eyes were bloodshot, his fists were clenched tightly, and he glared at Zhang Qing, directly questioning him.

"Don't ask me. Am I close? Are you all far away? You're all in this cave. If there's any noise, wouldn't you all hear it?"

If you ask me, they definitely aren't from the cave. We're all cultivators; how could we possibly hide the slightest movement from you?

That's true; within ten feet, even the sound of wind blowing leaves can't escape a cultivator's ears.

However, Xu Yuanlang immediately felt that the eyes of the people around him were subtly focused on him.

"You mean the person on night duty did it?"

Xu Yuanlang sneered, took a step forward, and then said.

"Wen Lin and I returned to the cave after hearing the screams."

You should have all seen it. As for whether there are other entrances or exits, Zhang Qing, I remember you should have checked them.

Zhang Qing was speechless for a moment. He could only keep repeating his previous words. Finally, it was Boss Hong who spoke.

"Everyone, something's not right. Logically speaking, my brother is a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator. Although his strength is not as good as yours, it's impossible for him to be killed so silently."

Moreover, we weren't far from my brother, yet we didn't hear the slightest sound. That's impossible; only a Foundation Establishment cultivator using their great cultivation could do that.

After Boss Hong finished speaking, everyone present fell silent. Indeed, it was very strange that no sound came out at all.

But what if a Foundation Establishment cultivator makes a move?

"It couldn't be a Foundation Establishment cultivator who bit our hand. What reason would a Foundation Establishment cultivator have to sneak around and assassinate us? If he wanted to make a move, killing us would be as easy as turning his hand."

Wen Lin spoke, and although his voice remained calm, everyone could tell from his trembling that he was anything but calm.

"Didn't you hear anything either, Fellow Daoist Jun?"

Xu Yuanlang suddenly looked at Jun Ruoxie, who was still healing his wounds.

Now all eyes were on him. Qing Niangzi glared at everyone and said angrily.

"If the evil spirit is healing, which is an extremely mentally taxing process, how could it possibly be aware of it?"

"Sorry, no."

Jun Ruoxie opened his eyes and gave a pale smile. Xu Yuanlang responded with an "oh".

"Should we leave?"

Boss Hong looked at Xu Yuanlang, seemingly ready to hear his opinion.

"No, we haven't found out how my brother died yet, no one can leave."

Wang Qi stared intently at the crowd, a faint bloodlust gleaming in his eyes, causing a moment of unease among them.

"We can't leave. Not only do we need to find the murderer who killed the Wang brothers, but if we leave now, the murderer will follow us, and things will probably get even worse then."

"At least this is a cave that's easy to defend and difficult to attack. If we go outside..."

Xu Yuanlang suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at him with puzzled eyes.

"It's even more dangerous outside, with danger coming from all directions. Let's drag the culprit out first."

Zhang Qing said with some dissatisfaction.

"I don't intend to live with dead people. If you want to stay here, then stay."

Zhang Qing turned to leave, but Boss Hong pulled him aside and whispered something to him. After a long while, Zhang Qing seemed to hesitate and then stopped.

"Alright, I'll take the risk."

Wang Qi collected the remaining remains of his brother, tears streaming down his face, while staring intently at the remaining people, seemingly preparing to find the murderer among them.

Fortunately, Boss Hong kept comforting him, while Xu Yuanlang measured the cave step by step, his eyes scanning every inch. Finally, night fell, and this time they did not arrange for anyone to keep watch.

Everyone sat in the cave, closing their eyes to rest, releasing their spiritual energy, and carefully listening to the sounds around them.

When the moon was high in the sky, its cool light shone into the cave. Wang Qi, who had fallen asleep without realizing it, rubbed his eyes and opened them.

"ha……"

He looked at Zhang Qing, who was already fast asleep to his side, muttering incoherent words as if he were having a sweet dream.

"This guy actually fell asleep!"

He chuckled, then casually glanced into the cave, yawned, and prepared to take a good rest.

But the next moment, a chill enveloped him, followed by a bone-chilling feeling that began to creep into his heart.

"Something is watching me closely from behind!"

Cultivators have exceptionally keen senses and can easily detect the malice and goodwill of others. At this moment, he could feel something behind him.

But isn't there a wall behind me? How could there be anything there?

That's what he was thinking, but he couldn't help but summon his magical artifact, slowly and carefully turning his neck backward.

"Where are you going...?"

Just then, a loud roar suddenly came from inside the cave, and the next moment countless red lines, like tree branches, suddenly spread out and crashed into his back.

"Boom!"

The wall shattered, and then a strange scream was heard. Something brushed against his body and fled into the depths of the cave.

"Don't let Jun Ruoxie get away! That guy's a demonic cultivator!"

Xu Yuanlang's voice echoed in the cave. Zhang Qing was the first to react and slammed the gold brick in his hand down at Jun Ruoxie.

Jun Ruoxie, who was originally circulating his cultivation technique to recover from his injuries, suddenly opened his eyes, slapped Qing Niangzi beside him with a palm, and then turned around strangely and fled away.

"Oh no..."

The accident happened too fast; Qing Niangzi was caught off guard and could only watch helplessly as the gold brick rapidly enlarged in front of her.

"Bang!"

Before Zhang Qing could retrieve his magical artifact, he heard a muffled thud, and Qing Niangzi's body flew back like a rag doll. While still in the air, she coughed up a mouthful of blood and immediately died.

Hong Laoda took the Qing Niangzi's hand, examined her heart and lungs, shook his head, and angrily said:

"Chase after him! Don't let this demonic cultivator get away!"