Alien Science Cultivation

"Get out of the way... Level 5 Crimson Blood Centipede..." Zhang Qiang roared at the top of his lungs. As soon as he finished speaking, a blood-red centipede several feet long darted out from the hollow of the tree in front of him. Its fangs bared, claws and claws slashed as it charged towards the three of them, its ferocious appearance as if it intended to devour them alive. With a sudden force of his hands, Zhang Qiang swiftly flung the captain and Ni Fang to his side. "Take Ni Fang and go..." He then handed the Netherworld Sheath to the black-robed captain!

"Okay, Brother Zhang... The Shadow Clan owes you a huge favor..." The situation was sudden, so the captain didn't hesitate. He carried Ni Fang on his back and sped off in a detour. Just as the Red Blood Centipede was about to pursue, Zhang Qiang flashed, blocking its path like a towering mountain. The black-robed captain glanced back at Zhang Qiang, knowing that Zhang Qiang was faster than him. Currently, only Zhang Qiang had a chance of holding off this Red Blood Centipede, which was comparable to the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Although he was at the early Nascent Soul stage, a head-on confrontation would likely result in his immediate demise, rendering him completely useless! All three of them would surely perish! Zhang Qiang had also noticed along the way that his speed had surpassed the captain's. Under these circumstances, the captain couldn't possibly slow down his escape. He was more likely to stay and fight. He couldn't defeat the centipede, and the captain estimated that he would be equally powerless against it in this situation! Moreover...

Seeing that a Qi training cultivator who was as small as an ant dared to block its way, the Red Blood Centipede was stunned at first, as if it felt provoked by an insignificant Qi training scum. It instantly became furious, and kicked hard with countless legs. The gravel under its body shot out in all directions like bullets, as if it intended to rush forward and smash this ignorant Qi training human into a bloody mist to relieve the hatred in its heart.

"First, I'll bury you alive... Open it..." Zhang Qiang had barely finished speaking when a massive, ten-foot-deep pit suddenly appeared beneath the enraged centipede's feet. The red-blooded centipede, gathering strength and preparing to charge at Zhang Qiang, suddenly lost all sight of its countless legs... With a thud, it plummeted into the enormous pit.

"Fill it up..." Zhang Qiang waved his hands wildly, frantically gathering whatever objects were around him to quickly fill the giant pit. Zhang Qiang knew that this giant pit couldn't contain the Red Blood Centipede for long. He quickly took off, increasing the distance between them. He put his right hand behind his back, and with a flick of his mind, a rusty dagger appeared in his hand.

"Here it comes... Now... Go..." From the beginning until this moment, Zhang Qiang's spiritual sense remained firmly locked on the Crimson Blood Centipede. Facing this being comparable to the Divine Transformation Realm, he dared not afford to be careless. The Crimson Blood Centipede furiously rushed out of the huge pit, scornfully eyeing the small dagger launched at it by Zhang Qiang. While fast, it was nothing compared to a demonic beast comparable to the Divine Transformation Realm. Sensing the creature's cunning, it didn't resist with its head, but instead swung its tail to strike the dagger. Just as the tip of its tail was about to touch the dagger, it vanished, reappearing at the Crimson Blood Centipede's forehead.

With a "swish," the dagger pierced the Red Blood Centipede's skull, its eyes fixed on disbelief, hovering steadily a few meters above its back, poised to finish it off. A few breaths later, with a "boom," the Red Blood Centipede collapsed to the ground, motionless. With a wave of his hand, Zhang Qiang's knife vanished instantly. Without stopping, he flashed and sprinted in the direction the captain had left.

The surrounding trees had lost their branches and leaves in the fierce battle, leaving the ground in a mess. The wind blew quietly, carrying a hint of blood.

Along the way, a light mist permeated the quiet forest. The trees were tall and dark, their branches interwoven into a depressing canopy. Seeing no signs of fighting, nor any unusual sounds nearby, Zhang Qiang's anxious heart finally settled a little.

Then, he suddenly soared into the air, his eyes anxiously scanning the location of the eldest brother and the others, nervously checking to see if they had encountered any monster attacks. After all, four black-robed Jindan Realm figures, plus a half-dead eldest brother, really didn't have much fighting power! Fortunately, he finally spotted their tracks to the right. He saw four black-robed figures struggling to carry the bloody eldest brother, struggling to advance towards the magic circle. Their path seemed unimpeded.

"Hmm... not good..." Zhang Qiang was startled, beads of sweat instantly breaking out on his forehead. He saw another crimson-blooded centipede lurking on the tree trunk, its hideous appearance chilling. Zhang Qiang instantly unleashed his full spiritual sense, gripping the Netherworld Dagger tightly in his grasp, locking onto the crimson-blooded centipede with his spiritual sense. However, the hurried black-robed men seemed oblivious to the centipede, continuing to pass beneath the tree without a trace of nervousness, leaving Zhang Qiang speechless.

The captain hadn't spotted the crimson-blooded centipede in the tree hole before, so how could he have spotted it? Without giving it much thought, saving people was the most important thing… "Swoosh..." The dagger flew out like lightning, heading straight for the crimson-blooded centipede!

"No... This Crimson Blood Centipede seems afraid... What is it avoiding?... It looks like a higher-level demonic beast is nearby... Stop..." Zhang Qiang's heart tightened. With a thought, he launched his dagger several dozen feet into the air, hovering in mid-air. While locking onto the Crimson Blood Centipede, Zhang Qiang's eyes widened as he carefully scanned for any higher-level beasts that might be hiding nearby.

Even after the elder brother and his companions passed under the tree, the Crimson Blood Centipede remained hunkered down on the trunk, refusing to move. But Zhang Qiang couldn't find any other hiding places for the beasts. A cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was on high alert, his body tense, his breathing rapid. Zhang Qiang knew that a beast that frightened the Crimson Blood Centipede was no match for them. If the beast attacked... everyone, including Zhang Qiang, would be dead!

"Huh?... Damn! That scared me!" The black-robed figure who had collected the cauldron also appeared behind the eldest brother and the others. As soon as it entered Zhang Qiang's range of consciousness, Zhang Qiang initially thought it was a being the Red Blood Centipede feared. Such a sudden appearance gave him a startle. The black-robed figure behind was much faster than the ones in front. Soon, it had also passed the tree, while the centipede remained motionless.

"We can't find the beast hiding. This stalemate isn't going anywhere. Perhaps it's not interested in us!" Thinking this, Zhang Qiang recalled the dagger, holding it in his sleeve, and headed towards the black-robed figure behind him. Meanwhile, the black-robed figure had spotted Zhang Qiang approaching from the air. "How's the Saint?" the black-robed figure asked anxiously, his voice filled with anxiety and worry.

"Saint...? Which saint..." Zhang Qiang was stunned and couldn't help but feel confused.

"The girl who inherited our ancestor's legacy..."

"Oh... are you okay..."