Transmigration: A person in a martial arts world, cultivating to ascend to immortality

"Death worms?!"

"The Sand Dragon King?"

Many people were completely baffled when they heard the name of this monster, having never heard of it before.

Only a very few people realized what was happening after the old man called out those two names, and their expressions changed drastically.

They never imagined that something that existed only in a few ancient books and had been extinct for thousands of years would appear before their eyes at this moment.

According to ancient records, this Death Worm is the undisputed king of the sandy land. Its tough skin makes it impervious to swords and knives. The largest ones can even grow to over ten zhang long. Once they emerge from the ground, they look like a small mountain!

Most importantly, these monsters, with their terrifying defense and attack capabilities, can even secrete a highly corrosive mucus.

Once it gets on your skin, even steel can be melted and have a huge hole made in it!

Upon realizing this, the warriors who knew the terror of the Death Worm were suddenly startled. Just as they were about to warn him, one of them suddenly felt the Death Worm's huge mouth close up in front of him, and then a large, round bulge appeared on its head.

This is clearly a sign that it's about to spew out mucus!

The man could no longer care about anything else and immediately began to retreat wildly while shouting:

"Get out of the way! Don't get hit by its slime!"

Unfortunately, he retreated quickly, and the Death Worm's spewing motion was equally swift.

The four men who were attacking the deadly worm with him were unaware of its terrifying nature, so their retreat was naturally slower.

By the time they saw the putrid, yellowish-green slime, resembling a large net, being poured down on them from above, it was too late.

The four people, thoroughly soaked in the slime, let out heart-wrenching screams. As the slime corroded them, wisps of white smoke continuously rose from their bodies. In just a few breaths, only four mangled skeletons remained.

After witnessing the horror of the slime spewed out by the death worm, everyone was filled with fear.

However, the first dead worm's act of spitting out mucus seemed like a harbinger, as almost all the remaining worms did the same thing.

The four corpses that died under the slime were placed not far away. Everyone had just witnessed the wide range and far distance of the slime's spray, so no one dared to stay in the same place for even a moment longer and all fled in all directions.

"This can't go on like this!"

Ke Lianba frowned deeply as he watched the fleeing crowd and the giant worms preparing to spew out their slime.

"The appearance of these death worms has indeed exceeded our expectations. Lord Ke, let's take action and eliminate them all."

Shi Sheng, one of the five supervisors of the Dali West Pavilion, walked up to Ke Lianba.

"That's exactly what I was thinking too."

After saying this, the two released their Grandmaster-level aura and walked against the fleeing crowd toward the Death Worm.

Upon sensing the oppressive aura emanating from Ke Lianba and Shi Sheng, all the death worms that were chasing the fleeing martial artists turned their attention to the two of them.

Those martial artists who were fleeing and retreating naturally felt the immense pressure exerted on them by these two forces. After seeing that all the death worms had been drawn away by Ke Lianba and Shi Sheng, they all stopped and watched from a distance.

The rogue cultivators, who had been kept in the dark all along, only realized now that there was a Grandmaster-level expert in their treasure-hunting team.

While shocked, they couldn't help but feel resentful.

If these grandmasters had acted sooner, they wouldn't have suffered such heavy losses on the journey ahead. In that case, their friends wouldn't have died in vain.

However, they could only keep such complaints to themselves and dared not express them aloud.

As dozens of thick, terrifying death worms surrounded Ke Lianba and Shi Sheng, Yan Guang couldn't help but shudder. Still shaken, he quietly asked Jiang Yuchuan beside him:

"Young Master Jiang, do you think those two can get rid of these worms?"

Jiang Yuchuan raised an eyebrow. "Are you doubting the strength of a Grandmaster?"

"That's not true."

Yan Guang stammered, "I just felt that these Death Worms are, after all, the undisputed overlords of the Great Desert. Given their sheer numbers and terrifying strength, who knows if they have any other means of attack or escape? Even if a Grandmaster is strong, this is still fighting on their territory. If they can't win, these worms can simply burrow back underground, lie in wait, and strike when the opportunity arises..."

Jiang Yuchuan understood what Yan Guang was worried about, so he said, "Don't worry. These two aren't as weak as you think. And these worms aren't as strong as you think either."

As if to verify Jiang Yuchuan's words, the next instant, under everyone's gaze, two powerful streams of true energy exploded from the center of the death worm.

Under the impact of these two powerful true energies, all the dead worms were shattered into several pieces, and they died on the spot before they could even scream.

Besides the billowing yellow sand and the scattered corpses of worms, a large crater, dozens of feet in size, was also created beneath the feet of Ke Lianba and Shi Sheng by the powerful true energy they released.

Before the group could even breathe a sigh of relief after escaping danger, they saw Ke Lianba and Shi Sheng, who were standing in the center of the pit, leap into the air.

Just as the two were lifted off the ground, everyone felt the ground tremble again, but this time the tremor was much smaller than that caused by the dead worm.

Furthermore, at the same time as the tremor came, everyone also discovered that the yellow sand beneath their feet was flowing at an extremely fast speed toward the center of the crater blasted out by Ke Lianba and Shi Sheng with their true energy.

"Watch out, everyone! The sand is about to collapse!"

Someone reminded me of something.

They dared not be careless in the slightest and immediately used their respective skills to try to escape the large sand pit.

Qu Ziming then took out his compass, stared at it for a moment, and his expression suddenly lit up with joy. He immediately said to the two people protecting him:

"No need to run, no need to run! The ruins of the Northern Rong Kingdom are right beneath these shifting sands!"

"what?"

"Under the quicksand?"

The two exchanged a glance. Although they believed Qu Ziming's words, they did not dare to take any action easily.

If Qu Ziming's calculations are wrong and they accidentally enter the quicksand, even having the cultivation of a grandmaster will be of no use.

Covered and compressed by the thick quicksand, even grandmasters are no different from ordinary people; they all face only one path: death.

Just as the two hesitated, they suddenly saw two figures, one in green and one in gray, dart out from among the rogue cultivators.

The two leaped to the very center of the quicksand at an incredible speed, offering no resistance, and followed the sinking sands underground.