Chapter 139: The Power Of The Golden Scroll
Wu Xian’s brows furrowed, and he immediately had Blondie and the others lead the way.
Not long after, they arrived at a cluttered shack, with the surrounding neighbors panic-strickenly evacuating.
Blondie kicked open the door with one foot, and the scene inside was spine-chilling.
Dense scarlet red nematodes writhed over the corpses of a family of three, having already gnawed them into inhuman shapes.
“Zhu Zi, Zhu Zi, what’s wrong with you, Zhu Zi?!”
Blondie cried out in grief, his eyes filled with hatred toward the evil god.
He immediately released the four-and-a-half star【Guardian Chicken King】, charging forward to slaughter those evil scarlet red nematodes.
The Chicken King did have some deterrence against those evil nematodes; as soon as it rushed in, the dense nematodes began fleeing frantically, trying to escape through the cracks in the shack.
Unfortunately, the next second, accompanied by the appearance of the Gold Scroll【Sun Star Lord】.
All the nematodes seemed utterly terrified, starting to convulse in agony, turning into a pile of dust in an instant—purely scared to death.
Blondie and the others, seeing this, couldn’t hide their shock and worship.
“Little Boss has a new work again?”
“If I’m not mistaken, it seems to be a Golden Axis Scroll Painting.”
“My goodness, a Gold Scroll! Has Little Boss already become a Gold Scroll big shot?”
“Worthily a Gold Scroll painted spirit; just its aura alone shocked those insects to death.”
Wu Xian ignored the crowd’s shock and silently stepped forward to examine the already inhuman corpses of the family of three.
“As expected, it’s after the evil spiritual substance?”
As he expected, the bodies of the family of three clearly showed a state of damaged spiritual structure.
Evidently, those evil nematodes were after the unique spiritual substances in the human body.
However, compared to other evil scroll painters, this person’s methods were clearly more sophisticated and powerful; he didn’t even need to act personally or have his followers step in—just parasitizing evil worms on people allowed for widespread transmission.
No wonder he made it onto the bounty list; this person’s danger coefficient was terrifying.
After some thought, he stepped on the laurel branch and hovered above the shantytown, with the Sun Star Lord beside him crowing loudly.
Cock-a-doodle-doo—!
The talent trait【Morning Crowing】 was unleashed; a rooster’s crow echoed through heaven and earth, as if an invisible force rippled out, sweeping over most of the shantytown.
The areas swept by the crowing seemed even the air to become much clearer.
Then, he arrived near the trash processing plant and unleashed Morning Crowing again.
However, this time, there was clearly still a trace of powerful evil worm aura that hadn’t been fully purified.
With his brows tightly furrowed, Wu Xian dove down.
Over ten trash processing employees looked terrified, still unaware of what had happened.
But under the Sun Star Lord’s piercing gaze, one employee twisted in expression, revealing his true form. “Damn it, what the hell is this scroll painting… ah…”
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Amid the screams, flesh burst from the employee’s body, spewing out dense scarlet red nematodes, like a giant “plush toy.”
The surrounding employees screamed and scattered in panic upon seeing this.
The Sun Star Lord waved the feather fan in its hand, sending a beam of pure yang golden light flying out.
The “plush” on the “plush toy” withered like it had been scorched by flames, quickly turning into a layer of charred residue clinging to the employee’s corpse.
At the same time, a wisp of spiritual energy aura—unique to a shattered scroll painting—surged into the Sun Star Lord, converting into painted spirit experience.
“Evil god follower?”
To put it bluntly, if not for the Sun Star Lord, this evil god follower hiding among the masses wouldn’t have been discovered.
Once this evil worm infection crisis was resolved, these evil god followers were like ticking time bombs, liable to trigger another wave at any moment.
After a quick check of the items in this evil god follower’s spatial bracelet, he found no useful information.
He then turned to the other pale-faced employees nearby. “Tell me about this person’s general background.”
“R-Replying to Lord,” one middle-aged foreman responded nervously, “This guy’s name is Li Ergou; he’s been on the job less than half a year. He usually joked around with everyone—never thought he was an evil god follower.”
“Yeah, yesterday he even said he’d buy me a drink. Good thing I didn’t go today.”
“Less than half a year on the job?”
Wu Xian pondered thoughtfully, asked a few more questions, then turned and left.
He then headed to other areas not yet purified by Morning Crowing, preparing to unleash it again to thoroughly purify and screen the shantytown.
At that moment, intense battle noises erupted from a shack below.
Not long after, a powerful death aura surged from that direction, mingled with traces of evil worm follower aura.
Arriving at the scene on his flying sword, Wu Xian couldn’t help widening his eyes.
“Bai Shiqi?”
Bai Shiqi was frowning intently, skillfully controlling his scroll painting to counter an evil god follower.
Perhaps because the opponent’s strength was too bizarre, he had no choice but to release an Axial Gold Scroll as a countermeasure.
Looking at that golden axis painted spirit with a human body and dog head, holding a staff— it was full of déjà vu.
“It’s really Anubis?” Wu Xian remarked in amazement.
Moreover, from the image, details, and aura of that Anubis, it seemed even more perfect than he had expected.
But there was still a significant gap from the “true” Anubis.
Bai Shiqi naturally sensed the approaching powerful aura too; upon seeing it was Wu Xian, he clearly fell into a brief daze.
“Gold Scroll?!” Bai Shiqi practically screeched in shock. “You even have a Gold Scroll?”
Wu Xian didn’t explain much, turning his gaze to the evil god follower controlling the evil worm scroll painting.
With just a glance from the Sun Star Lord, the evil god follower panicked and fled.
“？!”
Bai Shiqi’s pupils shrank at the sight.
What the hell? Just a look scared the guy off?
Keep in mind, this was an evil god follower controlling an evil god scroll painting, and from their earlier clash, he was clearly very strong.
Yet right now, he was directly scared off by that Axial Gold Scroll beside Wu Xian.
It couldn’t be another insectoid special attack type scroll painting, could it?
And a Gold Scroll at that!
A Gold Scroll-level “special attack” type scroll painting was outrageous!
“Want to run?” Amid his shock, Bai Shiqi didn’t idle; his “dog-headed” God of Death painted spirit raised a hand, releasing a beam of ghostly light that entangled the evil god follower.
In an instant, the evil god follower moved as sluggishly as if filled with lead.
Seeing this, Wu Xian was slightly stunned.
If it said “wither” right when making a move, the vibe would be even more spot-on.
“Brother Wu, what are you spacing out for?” As Bai Shiqi pursued, he didn’t forget to remind Wu Xian to act.
After all, he wanted to see more of Wu Xian’s Axial Gold Scroll’s capabilities.
Then, the Gold Scroll painted spirit beside Wu Xian let out a rooster’s crow—no one unfamiliar would think it was cheering him on.
The evil god follower, upon hearing the crow, began screaming in agony and convulsing; the evil worm scroll painting inside churned restlessly, tearing through the follower’s body, then dissolving into a puddle of blood during its struggle to escape.
Bai Shiqi, who had just caught up halfway, was dumbfounded on the spot.
It’s… dead just like that?
No way—this this this…
“Young Master Bai, I’ve heard so much about you~ Heard so much~!”
Wu Xian leisurely flew over on his sword to Bai Shiqi’s side, cupping his fists politely.
Bai Shiqi was still deep in shock; with a glance, he noticed that the “flying sword” vehicle under Wu Xian’s feet didn’t seem simple either.
For a fleeting moment, he even had an illusion.
The Wu Xian before him seemed more like some dojo divine soldier descending as a big shot, while he seemed more like an ordinary local scroll painter from Yaoyang City.
