Chapter 501: If Big Senior Brother Is Inconvenient, They Will Come

The same gate of the sect.

Gao Sishu stood still in the main hall, his face calm as he watched the surroundings. About a dozen three-armed little monsters and the large elliptical monster fell to the ground together, their bodies decomposing rapidly as if eaten away by the air.

The air around the corpses emitted waves of distortion, as if it had come to life. On closer inspection, the source of the disturbance was numerous tiny bugs, continuously leaping out from the bodies.

Like little spirits leaping and spinning in the air, at first glance, they were imperceptible to the naked eye, making it seem as if the air itself was causing the ripples.

"This is the end."

Gao Sishu casually uttered, as behind him rose a blob of shapeless, colorless mist, fluttering uncertainly. As he held two fingers up in front of his chest, the Poison Mist God opening and closing, the tiny bugs all swarmed towards it, absorbed by the Dharma Image, which then contracted and entered his body.