Ying Chen glanced indifferently at the old man and shook his head, saying, "No."
Upon hearing this, the mocking look in the old man's eyes instantly intensified. "No guns, yet you dare to be so presumptuous?"
"Who gave you the courage!"
It was a pity Ying Chen didn't understand modern internet memes, otherwise, he would have replied, "Regina!"
Ying Chen took a step forward, as if he didn't care about the old man or the dozens of Ancestral Witch Cult members in the entire hall.
With each step Ying Chen took, the Ancestral Witch Cult members closed in.
When Ying Chen reached the center of the hall, the Ancestral Witch Cult members had formed a circle, trapping Ying Chen in the middle.
The old man, the Grand Shaman of the Ancestral Witch Cult, stood on a raised platform, looking down at Ying Chen.
"Ten years ago, we had to compromise because they had guns! Guns that could crush any Gu technique!"
"We watched an elder die before our eyes, watched over a thousand old and young, women and children die before our eyes, and were powerless. We had no choice but to compromise with them!"
"Now you have nothing, yet you still want to get the whereabouts of the Life-Locking Gu from me. Do you think that's possible?"
"Or perhaps, because of the disaster ten years ago, you think my Ancestral Witch Cult is truly weak and easy to bully?"
*Thump!*
After speaking, the Grand Shaman slammed his staff down.
Instantly, the ground shook, and all the Ancestral Witch Cult members took another step forward, shrinking the encirclement!
Each Ancestral Witch Cult member exuded a terrifying killing intent, as if intending to vent all the resentment from the disaster ten years ago onto Ying Chen!
"Immortal Master Ying!" Elder Guo and Master Gui stood at the doorway, too afraid to move, and shouted with concern.
However, Ying Chen's face showed no hint of tension. Instead, he chuckled leisurely, "I see, so the deciding factor for whether you compromise is how many people die!"
"Then it's simple."
With that, Ying Chen suddenly extended a hand.
As everyone watched in surprise, wondering what Ying Chen was doing.
They saw Ying Chen clench his five fingers in the air.
*Crack!*
As if a clap of thunder echoed from the void.
Everyone's ears buzzed, and their heads spun uncontrollably.
When they recovered, their eyes widened in horror as they discovered: there was a corpse on the ground!
It was one of the Ancestral Witch Cult members!
This person was bleeding from all seven orifices. No external wounds were visible, and it seemed as though his internal organs had been shattered, causing death!
*Hiss!*
Instantly, everyone gasped, and took a unified step back.
The encirclement, which had been gradually shrinking, suddenly widened!
Ying Chen looked apologetically at the Grand Shaman. "Sorry, I don't know which of you is an elder and which is a disciple. I can only randomly select a target for death based on the intensity of your killing intent towards me."
"He had the strongest killing intent towards me."
"So, he died first."
"As for the second one, it's you."
Ying Chen casually pointed at a man with a scar on his face.
The scarred man's expression changed.
He had actually been secretly summoning his Gu worms, preparing to ambush Ying Chen!
He never expected to be singled out by Ying Chen before he could even summon his Gu worms!
However, he grinned and said, "Who are you trying to scare? Do you think you're King Yama, deciding who lives and who dies?"
"I refuse to believe it..."
*Plop!*
Before the scarred man could even finish the last word "evil," his head lolled, and he fell backward to the ground!
A check of his breath revealed nothing. He was dead on the spot!
*Swish! Swish! Swish!*
This time, as everyone gasped again, they retreated three more steps.
The Grand Shaman, standing on the high platform in front, also saw his expression instantly turn grim.
However, he still failed to correctly assess Ying Chen's strength. He mistakenly believed Ying Chen was of the same sect as them, a cultivator skilled in Gu techniques!
"Bring me my Gu flute!"
The Grand Shaman snorted coldly and extended his hand.
Then, someone handed a flute, as white as jade, to the Grand Shaman.
It was the Ancestral Witch Cult's prized treasure, the Wave Demon Gu Flute!
It was made from the leg bone of the Ancestral Witch Cult's founding ancestor.
At that time, the founding ancestor had suffered a qi deviation while practicing, leading to paralysis in his lower body.
In a fit of rage, he cut off his own leg bone and fashioned it into a Gu flute.
Unexpectedly, it became a powerful artifact capable of commanding all Gu!
With this Gu flute in hand, no Gu cultivator could contend against it!
It was like two gunmen dueling, but one of them got the remote control for the opponent's weapon.
With the press of a button, the opponent wouldn't be able to fire a single shot!
In such a situation, how could they duel?
The best choice would be to kneel and surrender!
At this moment, the Grand Shaman was the one controlling the switch, while Ying Chen was the unknowing participant in the dark!
The outcome of their duel was decided the moment the Grand Shaman produced the Wave Demon Gu Flute!
Seeing the Gu flute in the Grand Shaman's hand, the Ancestral Witch Cult members all breathed a sigh of relief.
With the Gu flute, there shouldn't be any more surprises, right?
"This bone from a dead person is your trump card?" Ying Chen couldn't help but sneer when he saw the Gu flute.
The Grand Shaman's face instantly turned grim. "Insolent! You insult my ancestor! I originally intended to leave you with a whole corpse, but now it seems unnecessary!"
"All Gu, come forth!"
The Grand Shaman shouted sternly and blew into the Gu flute.
Accompanying the flute's eerie and bizarre melody, a rustling sound echoed throughout the entire hall.
Not just from the ground, but from the surrounding walls and ceiling, sounds emanated!
It was as if every inch of the hall, every crack in the walls, harbored hundreds or thousands of Gu worms!
A tide of Gu worms converged, all crawling towards Ying Chen!
This scene was truly hair-raising and terrifying.
Even Elder Guo and Master Gui, standing at a distance, were so startled that their mouths hung open, unable to utter a word!
Even the Ancestral Witch Cult members, who had formed an encirclement, instinctively retreated several meters.
They actively cleared a path for the Gu worms!
Instantly, the entire scene fell silent, with only the eerie flute music and the sound of crawling Gu worms remaining.
The dark mass of Gu worms slowly spread towards Ying Chen.
It seemed as if they would engulf Ying Chen in the next moment!
Yet, even at this critical juncture, Ying Chen remained defiant, a smile on his lips, showing no fear.
"Heh, a dead duck's mouth is stiff," the Ancestral Witch Cult members thought in unison.
Suddenly, the Grand Shaman's flute music became rapid and murderous!
The Gu tide, which had been crawling slowly, accelerated its pace in an instant.
Like a sudden gust of wind and waves, it surged towards Ying Chen!
"Die!"
The Grand Shaman's eyes flashed, and he uttered the word coldly.
The Ancestral Witch Cult had been bullied, but that didn't mean anyone could bully them!
Ying Chen wanted to emulate those people from ten years ago, but he hadn't even checked his own weight!
*Whoosh!*
The Gu worms swarmed forward, instantly filling the sky, the ground, and all directions with densely packed Gu worms!
Ying Chen's figure could no longer be seen!
Only the faint sounds of chewing could be heard, as if Ying Chen had already become the Gu worms' prey!