Chapter 1 Uya, Holding the Gu, Worshiping the Witch!

Because the Wu Clan leader disregarded everything and recklessly charged into the mine, only to be repelled, the situation suddenly took an unexpected turn.

Now, he, or rather, this precious gu worm, was separated from the gu basin and unable to enter the mine. He was caught in a predicament where he had nothing to protect him, and he panicked and screamed desperately.

Like the golden silkworm, although powerful, it was inherently weak; a chicken could devour it. The current gu worm was the same. Although its chirps could intimidate people and control Qi, possessing strange powers, it could be crushed underfoot if unprotected.

And now, whether it was Wu Song's incarnation nearby, Hu Ma coming from behind, or even the flesh-cutting craftsmen and apprentice watchmen, anyone could step on him and turn him into mush if they wanted.

Terrified, he finally couldn't care less and suddenly raised his voice, emitting a series of bizarre and obscure cries.

With his desperate cries, Wu Ya beside him and the Witch God outside both reacted violently, as if they could sense the danger to the gu worm.

Wu Ya, who was being held by Wu Song's three incarnations and had countless gu worms crawling into her body, had become extremely quiet, and even seemed to be awakening.

But with the Wu Clan leader's cry, she suddenly woke up. The strange black patterns on her body, like living things, vibrated outwards, and the three witch incarnations that had crawled out of all the gu worms showed signs of collapse.

Outside, the Witch God, who had tried to enter the valley several times, also seemed to react to this warning. The vast and boundless shadow suddenly split into two, like flowing water, overflowing the hillside and stone walls, passing through flowers, plants, and tall trees, and surged into the valley from afar.

Even Hu Ma's expression darkened slightly at this moment...

This thing actually admitted defeat?

Now, in essence, he had set up an altar to fight the thing summoned by this witch. Of course, in terms of magic power, he was far inferior to it; the two were not on the same level at all.

Individual abilities can never compete with those of a clan; the nature of their existence is different.

However, Hu Ma borrowed the skills of the watchman to drive the magic power on the altar, and then borrowed the magic power on the altar to bless the body of the watchman, which made him able to compete with the opponent. In simple terms, he might not be able to defeat it, but he could hurt it.

It was not easy to break his altar.

Such beings often cannot tolerate such great humiliation.

But now, with the sudden crisis, this dignified evil god actually retreated from the altar, dispersing its shadows and trying to bypass the red lanterns and enter the valley from elsewhere.

And this, precisely, worked. Hu Ma's magic power was limited, and the altar he had set up was not that big, at most it could only protect Zhou Datong and the miners behind him within the scope of the altar, and could not protect the entire valley.

With a cold look in his eyes, Hu Ma just glanced at the depths of the valley, it was time to see what the madman could do.

He had done his best. This thing was more like a collection of countless souls and evil, scattered and impossible to restrain. Because it was scattered, it was impossible to apply shackles and spells; you can't tie down a pool of water, nor can you lock a handful of sand, and even killing it was difficult.

He had already reached his limit by destroying nearly half of his magic power with the spells from the Book of Town Age. This performance could not be said to be bad...

As for you, as a fellow transmigrator, you should at least hand in an answer sheet, right?

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Boom...

As the strange shadow flowed into the valley, Wu Song's incarnation suddenly collapsed completely. A nest of black corpse-raising bees surged out of it, and was instantly submerged by part of the Witch God's magic power and directly devoured.

"Uya, hurry..."

Seeing this, the Wu Clan leader was also overjoyed and shouted, "Now it's only you, the lives of the entire clan are in your hands..."

"..."

With the Wu Clan leader's bitter pleading, and having shaken off Wu Song's three incarnations, Wu Ya, whose expression seemed to ease slightly, slowly raised her head.

A crystal tear seemed to roll down from the corner of her eye. She turned her head and glanced at her father who had transformed into a gu worm. She slowly knelt on the ground, clasping her hands together, making a gesture of silent prayer like the witch outside the valley.

At this moment, the part of the Witch God's magic power that had entered the valley immediately surged towards Wu Ya's body. Rings of strange black patterns appeared on her arms, waist, and legs.

Twisted and strange power instantly filled the entire valley, and even Hu Ma under the memorial archway frowned slightly.

He could see that Wu Ya was being killed by something inside, completely killed. If Wu Ya had only been affected by something and was going crazy before, then now she was completely disappearing from this world.

And then, suddenly, another flute sound rang out in the distant forest.

This flute sound was different from the one played by the incarnation before, it was more elegant and melodious, and it was clearer in everyone's ears.

The power contained in it, which only the gu people knew, was even more powerful. Even Wu Ya, who was kneeling on the ground praying, couldn't help but be stunned, and slightly raised her head. Her eyes, which seemed to have lost their minds, looked towards the place where the flute sound came from.

She saw that in the hazy swarm of gu bees, a figure was slowly appearing. He was wearing a white robe, with disheveled hair, walking barefoot in the forest, his eyes indifferent and lifeless, holding a bamboo flute in his hand.

As he appeared on the slope beside the valley, the flowing strange black mist and the constantly changing shadows were all dispelled by an invisible force. Hu Ma felt that even the Witch God, who was fighting against him, seemed to have some trembling reaction.

"Uya can't be saved, she ate too much black tai sui..."

Walking slowly to the front, the white-robed man with disheveled hair took a deep look at Wu Ya, but didn't say anything. His eyes looked at the gu worm with the Wu Clan leader's face attached, seeming to have deep pain and disappointment, and he said in a low voice:

"So, Father, you really sacrificed everyone's life for this so-called Witch God, didn't you?"

"..."

"You harmed Uya..."

The Wu Clan leader was equally angry, as if emitting a substantial sound: "If you hadn't stopped me, I would have entered the mine long ago, so why would I have implicated Uya, and so many clansmen outside the valley?"

Now he seemed to have confidence, and the insect chirping supernatural power that had just been broken by Hu Ma was faintly reviving, his cry was sharp, causing the entire valley's aura to roar.

"Clansmen?"

But unexpectedly, Wu Song on the hillside, or rather Monkey Wine, was surprisingly calm. He gently waved the bamboo flute in his hand, and the wind blowing through the holes emitted an empty sound, dispersing the insect chirping of the gu worm possessed by the Wu Clan leader into nothing.

Then he looked at the Wu Clan leader, with a look of crying and laughing on his face, and said: "Father, do you really care so much about the clansmen?"

"Actually, I originally planned to let you enter the mine. Only when this so-called Witch God you believe in is truly born, can I kill it to protect Uya and the clansmen."

"But now, I've changed my mind, and I'm going to kill it in another way..."

"..."

"Kill?"

The Wu Clan leader heard Wu Song say the word "kill" for the first time, and was stunned for a moment, but then he laughed wildly: "You're crazy, you're really crazy..."

"You're妄想 (wàngxiǎng - delusional) to kill the Witch God..."

"The Witch God is our Wu people's god. As long as there is one Wu person left, the Witch God will never die..."

"..."

"He already suffered a loss at the entrance of the valley just now, if he can suffer a loss, he can die, can't he?"

Monkey Wine listened to his words, a strange light appeared in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "What you said is also right, but since the Wu people are alive, he will not die, then wouldn't it be over if I killed all these clansmen?"

"Kill all the clansmen?"

Even the Wu Clan leader in this state was suddenly stunned, and even a little unclear what Wu Song's words meant. Even Hu Ma at the archway suddenly felt a little weird and didn't react.

"While you were refining gu here, I went back to the village."

The man in the white robe, holding the bamboo flute in his hand, slowly looked at the Wu Clan leader and said, "I know you brought half of the clansmen to help, and some were left in the village, so I killed them all and used them to raise bees."

"I want to see if the Witch God you call to protect the clansmen will tell you this news."

"But he didn't, which shows that he is not like you said, a god who protects us. No matter how many clansmen die in the village, it is not as important as the things in this mine."

"..."

While saying this, he gently raised his head and looked in the direction of the valley entrance, where the other half of the clansmen from the village were. He seemed to lose focus for a while, before slowly saying: "And now, I plan to use their lives to kill your Witch God."

"It has been parasitizing our village for too long, and even merged with the dead people and gu worms in our village..."

"So, when the last Wu person who supplies him dies, theoretically, he should die too, right?"

"It's just killing more people, but it's worth it to verify the conjecture..."

"..."

"You... how dare you?"

The last remaining consciousness of the Wu Clan leader, attached to the worm, was shocked by this scene.

Almost about to collapse directly.

No matter what, he didn't expect Wu Song to do such a thing.

No wonder this madman disappeared for a while in the middle, his whereabouts unknown. He only thought that he had another attack of madness, and didn't know where he was hiding, but it turned out that he just took this opportunity to go to the village.

No wonder he suddenly had so many materials to feed the corpse-raising bees, and now he...

Indescribable fear and despair resounded throughout the entire valley in the form of insect chirps. This was the first time the Wu Clan leader felt an almost collapsing shock, and he could only utter such a sentence.

It wasn't just him, even the Witch God outside, who was clearly confronting Hu Ma, suddenly felt an indescribable tremor, which was a clear fear.

Facing their fear, Wu Song stared blankly, and then a dazed smile appeared on his face, and he said: "Dare?"

"But I've already done it..."

(End of this chapter)