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Wei Qiuxi inserted a talisman onto the sword, ignited it, and swept his hand along the blade. He made a cut on his palm, letting his blood drip onto the sword's surface. Just as he was about to launch a second attack, he found that his legs had become immobile. Unbeknownst to him, the Three Corpse Worms had already wrapped around him and were crawling upward. Wei Qiuxi was horrified and tried to brush the Three Corpse Worms away with his hands, but as soon as he touched them, they stuck to him like glue. The ones on his feet remained, indicating that they had split.
Panic set in for Wei Qiuxi as he instinctively used his other hand to pry off the worms clinging to him. However, upon contact, the Three Corpse Worms split again and clung tightly to his other hand. They multiplied rapidly, wrapping around his arms and legs like vines around a tree, rendering him completely immobile. At that moment, Crimson Evil also tightened its grip from behind.
A terrifying scene unfolded as Crimson Evil leaned forward, its head slithering around Wei Qiuxi's neck like a snake. Its horrifying face came disturbingly close to Wei Qiuxi's, their eyes locking in a blood-red gaze.
Countless Three Corpse Worms crawled out from Crimson Evil's head, slowly making their way onto Wei Qiuxi's body—his face, eyes, and even into his nostrils. Some had already burrowed into his skin, creating bulges like small hills. Crimson Evil coiled around him like a constricting python, tightening its embrace with each of Wei Qiuxi's breaths while its blood-red tongue licked across his face.
Wei Qiuxi was hanging by a thread.
What frightened him even more was that the Demon Wolf, which had previously vanished, had reappeared without him noticing. Its blood-red eyes were fixed on Wei Ning as it approached step by step.
The Demon Wolf circled around the grave where Wei Ning stood several times before confirming there was no danger and then lunged toward her.
A gunshot rang out with a loud "bang," hitting the Demon Wolf squarely. It let out a muffled grunt and staggered aside. Not far away, three figures rushed over, with the leader holding a smoking shotgun.
It turned out that after Wei Qiuxi left, Zhang Laosi sensed something was amiss. The three of them discussed it and decided to follow Wei Qiuxi. Upon arrival, they encountered the Demon Wolf about to harm Wei Ning, prompting Zhang Laosi to fire a shot.
However, the wounded Demon Wolf showed no signs of bleeding or injury; it merely paced back and forth at a distance, fixating on the three of them and waiting for an opportunity to pounce.
In this urgent situation, Zhang Laosi stayed with Wei Ning while Zhang Father rushed toward Wei Qiuxi. Zhang Ye drew a machete and confronted the Demon Wolf.
Zhang Father aimed at Crimson Evil and fired a shot, but Crimson Evil seemed unaffected. Seeing reinforcements arrive, Wei Qiuxi threw his Copper Coin Sword with all his strength and shouted desperately, “Head!”
Zhang Father understood the situation and forcefully drove the Copper Coin Sword into the right eye of the Crimson Evil. The creature seemed to feel the pain, letting out a long howl as its hands loosened slightly. Taking advantage of this moment, Zhang Father desperately pulled Wei Qiuxi out, but the Three Corpse Worms clinging to her found a new target and began crawling up Zhang Father's hand.
"Don't touch it, use fire!" Wei Qiuxi shouted urgently.
Having come from a background of dealing with strange occurrences in his youth, Zhang Father felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly pulled out a lighter and set fire to the Three Corpse Worms on his hand. The worms, encountering the flames, immediately lost their vibrant blood-red glow, deflating like a punctured balloon and dropping to the ground, burrowing into the earth until they disappeared.
Zhang Father rubbed his burned skin and cursed under his breath.
"Heh heh, help has arrived. Good, good, good! Today, I will have you all die here as offerings for my Rou Er." The strange man waved the Corpse Controlling Stick in his hand, and the Demon Wolf let out a roar before lunging at Zhang Ye.
"You filthy bastard!" Zhang Ye shouted as he swung his knife to meet the Demon Wolf head-on. To his surprise, the Demon Wolf took the blow without flinching and knocked Zhang Ye down. Both man and beast tumbled down the hillside several times until the Demon Wolf pinned Zhang Ye beneath it, its massive jaws poised to bite into Zhang Ye's neck. Zhang Ye struggled desperately, pushing against the wolf's lower jaw to prevent it from biting down.
"Damn it, I curse your ancestors!" Zhang Ye shouted in desperation, though he continued to curse even as his strength waned. The Demon Wolf was getting closer to his neck, yellow saliva dripping onto his face. If he couldn't hold on any longer and let go, it would mean certain death.
"Damn it, I’ll bite your motherfucking throat!" With a fierce roar, Zhang Ye suddenly relaxed his grip and instead wrapped his arms around the Demon Wolf's neck, sinking his teeth into it first!
The Demon Wolf howled in pain as Zhang Ye took advantage of its momentary distraction to throw it aside and scramble back to his feet. He picked up the long knife that had fallen nearby and stood defiantly against the Demon Wolf.
Usually, dogs bite people; today it was a person biting a dog.
The Demon Wolf had likely never encountered anyone brave enough to bite back. Hesitating now, it paced back and forth at a distance, searching for an opportunity to strike.
"Ugh! It stinks so much!" Zhang Ye spat out two of his front teeth and brandished his knife with fierce determination.
"The Demon Wolf was raised on Menstrual Blood and human flesh, with tough skin and thick meat, extremely peculiar. Only Boys' Urine can break it." With the help of Zhang Father, Wei Qiuxi, who was burning the Three Corpse Worms, suddenly spoke up. Wei Qiuxi was also a man; despite many parts of his body being burned, he did not utter a single groan and instead focused intently on the battle involving Zhang Ye.
"Boys' Urine, we need to use Boys' Urine," shouted Zhang Laosi, who was watching over Wei Ning, directing his voice toward Zhang Ye.
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