Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 605 - 339 The Little Monk’s Risk Hedging_3

"Nao, what are you looking at? What's over there?" The young monk saw his disciple standing there dazed and quickly asked.

"There's a handprint there, Master." The Grand Monk answered.

"The young monk said, "It must have been left by that black-clad cultivator just now, the way he hit without any regard. We'll definitely complain about him next time."

"It shouldn't be his, Master." The Grand Monk shook his head.

The young monk asked, "Then whose is it?"

"I don't know, this handprint only has four fingers, the little finger is missing."

The Grand Monk looked at the pitch-black handprint and counted again.

The young monk, "?"

He turned to glance at his disciple, but before he could speak, a black aura seeped from his mouth and nose, and he collapsed straight to the ground.

"Ah! Master, what's wrong with you? Master, please don't die!"

The Grand Monk reached out to lift his master, but as soon as he touched him, his own eyes rolled back, and he fell too.

——The Great Calamity Approaches Divider——

Some distance outside Xiaotun Village, near someone's revival point.

Zhang Ze led his junior sister towards the place where he had risen from the coffin.

This location was deep underground, part of a tributary of Qinghe's underground water flow. Due to sediment accumulation in the riverbed, the water level had gradually decreased over decades, revealing not only the damp riverbed but also many items stranded in the mud.

From afar, it looked like a floating graveyard.

Zhang Ze had thought this place was hidden and devoid of treasures, so after leaving, he didn't expect anything else to come here. But to his surprise, he was immediately blocked by a giant creature upon arrival.

A wolf-headed centipede emerged from the mud, entirely pitch-black, with only a snow-white line like a vertical pupil on the center of the wolf skull, which had turned into bone.

"Senior brother, did you fight and defeat this thing when you climbed out?" The junior sister asked, hands in pockets, looking at the monster in front of her.

Zhang Ze shook his head at the wolf-headed centipede, "I can't remember. After I opened the coffin, I was directly transmitted out. I didn't even see the surrounding environment. I didn't know this thing was here either."

"Is this thing meant to be your guard?" Li asked curiously.

"Then doesn't that mean this monster has been lurking here for an unknown number of years? Incredible, not even discovered by the Taoists of Dragon Tiger Mountain."

"Some creatures have such talents, like that Nightmare Monarch, always lurking under the noses of the Buddhist Sect and the Beast Taming Sect big shots, borrowing Yang Qi from their disciples to propagate, yet he hasn't been discovered." The junior sister explained to Li.

"Indeed." Li nodded.

The three stood there without a care, critiquing the wolf-headed centipede.

This irreverent behavior evidently provoked a protest from the centipede.

The wolf-headed centipede hissed and charged at the trio.

But in the next moment, golden light blossomed in the darkness underground as Li revealed his dragon form.

However, due to Li's current weakness, he could only partially transform, unable to execute a full dragon transformation.

Coincidentally or not, the centipede's bone armor wolf head bore some resemblance to Li's head.

Li's wolf-shaped dragon head soared up, intercepting the centipede.

Golden flames spilled from Li's mouth, lunging at the centipede.

The centipede's bone armor shattered, and the rotting aura was incinerated by the golden flames.

Crunch, with a taste like chicken.

Zhang Ze and Chen Qin hadn't time to intervene before the wolf-headed centipede was effortlessly swallowed by Li.

Li descended from the air, turned back into a spherical shape, and let out a satisfied burp.

"Why did you eat it?" Zhang Ze picked up Li and inspected him thoroughly.

"Self-defense. That thing wasn't a registered spirit beast of the Beast Taming Sect, why couldn't I eat it?" Li wriggled, breaking free from Zhang Ze's big hands, and jumped back to the ground. "This is the harshness of nature, get it?"

Zhang Ze, "But that thing was a bug."

"What's wrong with bugs?" Li was puzzled.

Zhang Ze, "Do you eat cockroaches then?"

Li, "..."

Quietly, Li stepped forward and gave Zhang Ze's ankle a couple of solid kicks.

After the commotion ended, they didn't encounter a second centipede. Not wanting to stir up more trouble, the group used the escape technique to reach the end of this 'graveyard' directly.

The only opened coffin was placed over there.

The coffin was dark golden, with a lid engraved with Black Tiger Profound Patterns, exuding an aura of majesty and slaughter.

"Are you sure you were a good person back then? The coffin doesn't look like it belonged to a good person." Li jumped onto the coffin lid and peered inside.

"What right do you have to say that? You were sealed in a Spiritual Snake statue, and you're a good person?" Zhang Ze gave Li a sideways glance.

Li snorted, stopped talking, and sat on the coffin lid, continuing to study the Black Tiger Profound Patterns, hoping to find evidence that Zhang Ze wasn't a good person.

Ignoring Li's antics, the junior sister circled Zhang Ze's coffin and discovered something unusual at the edge of the slightly open coffin lid.

"Senior brother, why is there a handprint here?"