Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

Under the cover of darkness, a strong wind swept through the weeds, and a soft rustling sound drifted across the corners of the wasteland.

Swish!

A blade flashed!

A piercing, sharp sound rang out in the darkness, then fell silent again a few seconds later.

Rong Shu snapped his fingers, and flames ignited, burning the severed limbs and broken bodies on the ground.

In the firelight, the monster's form in the darkness was clearly visible.

Its entire body was bluish-purple, like that of a newborn infant. However, its body, which resembled an infant, was all skin and bones, devoid of vitality. Its eyes were jet black, with the pupils almost filling the entire eyeballs, making them appear empty.

These nightmare infants crawl and jump with strength far exceeding that of an ordinary adult, using all four limbs, and emitting low growls like wild beasts from their still-developing throats.

If the Suppression Division hadn't been constantly investigating the people and hadn't yet discovered any other victims besides Yan Youwei, Rong Shu would have found it hard to believe that these deformed monsters were actually born from the same parasitic mother...

The more half-nightmares born from the parasitic mother, the more it indicates that she has previously absorbed a large amount of blood and flesh essence.

Yan Youwei alone cannot support them.

Only Senior Brother Sunset...

The blood, flesh, essence, and vital energy of a Nascent Soul cultivator are a great tonic.

"Faster!" Rong Shu was on edge, but every time she tried to speed up, there were always a few crawling sounds mixed in with the wind around her.

Rong Shu could not remain indifferent; he could not allow these nightmare infants to escape, otherwise the local people and low-level cultivators would suffer.

"A bunch of bedbugs! Get out of here!!"

Rong Shu slammed the two swords together with their hilts, causing the Thunder Elephant Sword and Fire Elephant Sword to explode with a burst of thunder and fire power.

Boom!

Wherever it goes, heavenly thunder vanquishes evil and raging fire burns demons.

Flying past the countless mangled limbs of deformed nightmare infants, Rong Shu's eyes were fixed on the flickering "golden light" ahead, getting closer and closer—

Boom!

After sweeping away dozens of Nightmare Infants blocking her way with another slash, Rong Shu turned her head to look in the direction of the flashing golden light, and the next second her scalp tingled!

Yan Youwei...

No, what Rong Shu saw before him was a mountain of flesh, like a small hill, its body below the chest swollen several times its original size, writhing inside, with deformed nightmare infants crawling out from underneath.

Each one that crawled out was accompanied by a trail of blood. The first thing those deformed nightmare infants did after crawling out was to turn around and tear off a piece of flesh from the "mountain of flesh" and devour it!

Its own dry, bony body, nourished by flesh and blood brimming with spiritual energy, emitted a series of 'pop pop pop' sounds as its bones grew, rapidly surpassing the slow-growing juvenile stage and entering the mature stage.

Only her facial features, almost deformed by the pressure of her fat, could vaguely reveal that this was Yan Youwei herself.

At this point, Yan Youwei had already lost her conscious mind and had become a parasitic mother, continuously creating nightmare infants.

However, Rong Shu had no time to pay attention to Yan Youwei. She stared intently at the golden ball of light that 'Yan Youwei' was biting down on, struggling to swallow it.

In the golden light, Rong Shu could see at a glance that inside was a small figure, like a jade carving or clay sculpture.

That face, those eyebrows, that body... it was like a miniature version of a sunset.

However, the golden light on that layer had become weak and dim under the invasion of the nightmare energy.

"shut up!"

Just as Rong Shu was about to make a move, he suddenly scanned the ground beneath his feet with his divine sense and noticed something unusual.

"What the hell is that? Show yourself!"

Rong Shu swung his sword backhand, plunging it into the ground. Raging lightning and fire struck down, blasting out the Nightmare Infant hiding underground.

"Jie! Jie!"

Several nightmare infants were instantly reduced to ashes or burned to charcoal, unable to move.

However, among the group of nightmare infants, each less than a meter tall, one stood out remarkably.

The 'monster' straightened up, revealing a face that Rong Shu never expected.

"—Huo Yihan! You're still alive?!"

Huo Yihan revealed a strange smile. He spread his hands, revealing the blood vessels and tendons under his thin skin, which were clearly visible, like long threadworms wriggling under the skin, dense and disgusting.

"I am dead, of course, but I have been resurrected."

Because Rong Shu and his group arrived so quickly, they even alerted the Suppression Bureau.

As a result, the body of that highly nourishing Nascent Soul cultivator was only 'enjoyed' for a short time. Helpless, he took out his Nascent Soul and fled far away.

Huo Yihan was the first premature baby.

It should be said that every parasitic mother is premature, because they are carrying monsters. As soon as they become conscious in the womb, they plunder the mother's nutrients. Once they have the strength, they will not wait idly and will crawl out of the mother's body as soon as possible.

Of all the bodies, Huo Yihan's new body grew the fastest. Now, ignoring his grayish-white skin, he could be considered a gloomy young man.

"You were resurrected by using a parasitic mother?" Upon guessing this answer, Rong Shu felt a chill run down his spine.

The methods of the Nightmare Clan are truly bizarre and unpredictable.

Countless millennia have passed since the ancient times when the Nightmare Clan invaded. The Nightmare Clan has been sealed away, so much so that very few cultivators in the Central Continent are familiar with the characteristics of the Nightmare Clan.

No matter how many historical books and classics there are, they will decay in time, leaving only fragments for future generations to ponder.

Two figures flew across the horizon.

The suspended river and the bluebird stood in mid-air, in different positions, wary of the parasitic mother and Huo Yihan below.

"The Nascent Soul of Sunset is there!"

"Junior sister! Stop wasting words with him! Just kill him!"

Several clanging sounds of weapons and armor rang out as a squad of Nightmare Suppression Army rushed over and killed the Nightmare Infants who were trying to escape.

The captain of the Nightmare Suppression Team bowed to Rong Shu and said, "This humble general greets Princess Xihe. Within a radius of five thousand miles, all irrelevant people have been dispersed. The people of Songhua Town and the neighboring towns have been cleared out, and the escaped Nightmare Infants have all been killed!"

Huo Yihan ignored everyone else and stared intently at Rong Shu: "To be honest, it really surprised me. I didn't expect you to find me so quickly."

Rong Shu gripped the hilt of his knife tightly: "Did you ever think that you might die by my hand in the next second?"

Just as he sensed Rong Shu about to swing his knife, Huo Yihan spread his arms wide and burst into maniacal laughter: "Hahahaha... Alright! Come on! Kill me!"

"Guess which pregnant woman's belly I'll crawl out of next? Guess how many ignorant and foolish women have carried my bastard child? What are those women's identities? Where are they now?"

"The moment I die, all those lurking parasitic entities will erupt simultaneously! You might as well guess how many of these parasitic entities are hiding in the cities of the mortal world?"

No need to guess.

Everyone present shuddered at the mere thought of that scene!

A nightmare infant born from a parasitic mother... is enough to devastate an undefended mortal city in just a few hours!

"Beast—" Xuanhe clenched his fists and was about to step forward when he was stopped by Qingniao, who had flashed over.

Bluebird: "...Suspended River, don't be impulsive!"

Seeing that Rong Shu and the others were becoming hesitant to act, Huo Yihan became even more arrogant, feigning distress on his face: "Oh dear, I've slept with too many women, from beauties to simple ladies, hehe... I've even forgotten them!"