Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!

Chapter 431 - 423: A New Upheaval

"Hiss!"

Piercing through skin and flesh without anesthesia, such pain isn’t something everyone can endure.

Earlier, there were disciples howling like ghosts and wolves.

Yuan Yi clenched his teeth tightly, remained silent, drenched in cold sweat, and could no longer think of anything else.

Cheng Xiaoxiao finally tied a dead knot with considerable strength, causing the other party to suck in a breath from the pain.

No one told him to overthink things; knowing pain is good.

"Alright, Senior Brother Yuan’s injury is not serious, and it will heal in about a month."

The other party nodded pale-faced.

Cheng Xiaoxiao also helped those with lighter injuries, exhausting her back until it almost couldn’t straighten, just as she was about to catch her breath, urgent footsteps came from the forest.

There were quite a few people.

Could it be that fierce beasts were chasing again?

Why is she so unlucky?

Isn’t it the middle of winter now? Where are so many fierce beasts coming from, how did the Tianyuan Sect assess the situation?

Are they sure the disciples aren’t being sent as fodder?

Amid her thoughts, the hurried footsteps gradually became clear, and others heard the sounds and became vigilant.

Indeed, a large group of people emerged from the dense forest to the west.

Each looked terrified, fleeing in panic.

The leader was also a man wearing a mask, the same man with a bow and arrows she saw outside the city.

"What’s going on?"

"Judging by the attire embellishments, they’re from the Red Refining Peak faction under the Sect Leader."

"The leader should be the Third Prince!"

The crowd engaged in discussions, still unaware of the danger approaching.

The man with a bow and arrows, Yuan He, vaguely remembered, the Rhino had said, was the Third Prince, the Sect Leader’s closed-door disciple.

This person is talented, with high martial arts skills, highly valued by the Sect Leader, strong and arrogant, looking down the most on those from Yanxia Peak.

This towering genius also has such a humiliated side.

A rumbling sound pulled Cheng Xiaoxiao’s thoughts back.

A large group of people rushed forward.

Yuan Yi immediately stepped forward to negotiate, regardless of any disagreements with the Third Imperial Brother, this was an internal matter; now the other party was in such a state of panic, undoubtedly encountering some major crisis.

The bow-wielding Yuan He also saw the crowd ahead, looking bedraggled and bloodstained, frowning slightly, why were they appearing here? According to the previously planned route, they shouldn’t be here, could they have encountered a fierce beast attack?

No time to delve deeper into thoughts, he immediately shouted, "If you don’t want to die, leave now."

Truly accustomed to being above others, even concern sounded so arrogant.

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked afar, seeing the ground in the forest ahead crawling with countless bugs, chasing after the group of people.

Both parties looked equally pathetic, desperate in their circumstances.

Looking back at it, as a scream erupted from a person behind, they were about to get caught by the swarm of tiny creatures.

Yuan He leaped onto and steadily stood on a tree branch.

He skillfully drew the bow, with cold breath on the iron sword in his hand, there seemed to be something hanging from the arrowhead? Before Cheng Xiaoxiao could see clearly, the arrow flew out.

Carried by a strong gust of energy, flying over the heads of the disciples.

The arrow skimmed past the temple of the screaming female disciple, frightening her heart into a standstill, barely escaping a disaster with someone pulling her.

The arrow swiftly plunged into the black mass, instantly cracking the ground, with a "bang", debris scattered everywhere, blasting out a large open area, obstructing the advance of the bugs.

Seeing this, a large hole burst forth, with terrifying destructive power; could it be that thing being called a thunder bomb?

Following this, Yuan He changed positions, gripping the big bow tightly, eyes sharp, continually releasing arrows, iron sword like a rainbow, seemingly light strands traversing the forest.

He shot seven or eight arrows continuously, piercing through the big trees on both sides, branches shattered with a crash, as the trees collapsed, rumbling down, effectively slowing their progress.

His arrows carried sharp momentum, decisively aggressive.

A challenging and formidable person.

"Where did these black bugs come from?"

"What are these things? They look so dense and give me goosebumps."

Due to the distance, only vague shadows were visible, a black mass.

Yuan Yi reacted, urgently shouting, "Withdraw quickly."

For no other reason but that things which even the Third Imperial Brother feared aren’t easy to handle.

They watched helplessly as the swiftly moving shadow grew larger, covering the ground.

A disciple running behind turned nervously, tripping on something and fell.

"No, no, save me."

He cried out in terror, urgently calling for help.

However, the black mass behind had already climbed onto his ankle.

None of his teammates were around to help, unknowingly he fell behind.

"Get away, go away."

He kicked desperately at what climbed onto his ankle, cursing loudly, panic-stricken.

Despite shaking off a few, more climbed onto him.

Soon he was entirely covered in a mass of blackness.

"Ah!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed into the sky.

Everyone watched numbly as a living person was enveloped by the black mass.

He screamed and rolled in agony on the ground.

Within mere breaths, he lay motionless, leaving everyone with a dreadful conclusion — the person was certainly dead.

A chill coursed through their hearts.

But what no one expected was reality being crueller and wilder than imagined.

The bugs climbed off the body, revealing white bones — a complete skeleton lay exposed, devoid of any trace of flesh or blood.

The chaotic and noisy world fell silent, with only a miraculous scene in each person’s eyes.

"Ah!"

"It’s terrifying."

After a moment, many regained their senses, screaming in fear, lips trembling, legs weak, repeatedly falling over.

"Carry the injured, run quickly, those with strength follow me to hold them back."

"Move!"

Yuan Yi ordered again, with urgency and anxiety in his heart.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was also stunned, like a scene from a movie being reality.

So ferocious, much harder to deal with than the giant birds, countless and densely packed, making one’s scalp tingle.

Initially, she thought it was an army of ants, but upon closer inspection, where were ants, they were supersized rats.

Not only were they big, but they also had fangs protruding, covered in black hair erect like porcupines.

Long fangs like crescent moons, attached to their lips, grayish-white eyeballs protruding surrounded by red veins, most incredibly they had six fast-crawling legs, what kind of phenomenon is this?

Cheng Xiaoxiao felt she was hallucinating.

"The mole rats mutated."

A disciple screamed in horror, stumbling forward.

Seems she wasn’t mistaken; there’s indeed an issue with this creature.

She followed the crowd retreating, pondering how to deal with the mutated mole rats.