At this moment, Little Moss received Bai Junjun’s invitation to go outside for a feast and expressed great excitement. Its mission was to devour this mud, which it had been restrained from approaching for thousands of years by the descendants of the Witch Tribe, and now it finally had a chance.
After communicating with Little Moss, Bai Junjun finally felt a bit more confident.
She fed Fox a bit of Water of Flora, then prepared to take Fox out again.
At that time, Moss lay on Bai Junjun’s shoulder, and the useless Mosquito-eating Plant and Small Cedarwood could only watch their master leave from within the Space, a righteous indignation appearing on the face of Mosquito-eating Plant.
That blooming Cow Dung on the master’s shoulder was really an eyesore!
Small Cedarwood couldn’t help but mock, how coincidental, in its eyes the Mosquito-eating Plant was also a dumb plant.
Come to think of it, it had also felt like an important one, but since the dumb plant arrived, it had fallen out of favor, and now with the Cow Dung, it feared the dumb plant might end up just like itself... fallen out of favor.
Thinking this suddenly made it feel surprisingly refreshed.
Outside, Bai Junjun obviously had no time to care about the thoughts of these plants, it was still a scene shrouded in blood mist.
The moment the two landed, the mud attached to them like ankle-biting maggots.
Bai Junjun hurriedly threw out her Drooping Tube Flower Whip, hooking it onto the stalagmite where the Nine-Headed Hydra used to stay, and she temporarily took Li Wenli up there to hide.
Meanwhile, the Moss on Bai Junjun’s shoulder conscientiously jumped into the Swamp.
Then Bai Junjun witnessed a bizarre scene.
That small clump of Moss landed on the muddy ground and swelled at a visibly rapid rate, spreading gradually like those water hyacinths that pollute water sources, insanely growing and soon covering the entire Insect Pool.
Soon, one after another, the Mandara Flowers spouting mad red mist were completely eradicated.
After that, it seemed that the water level of the moss kept dropping, but strictly speaking, it was not the water level decreasing but the moss devouring the mud.
During this time, the Gu Master always stayed, watching intently from above.
She was taken aback seeing this change.
Initially, she didn’t know what this Moss was, even thought it was a derivation of the Mandara Flower, but as the Mandara Flowers withered, she couldn’t be sure anymore, an uneasy feeling emerging in her heart.
When the blood mist in the Wormhole gradually dispersed, and the ground originally a swamp was also covered by Moss, she knew something was wrong.
Her heart was in turmoil, after all, she only got hold of half of an Ancient Secret Art, and a complete Ancient Secret Art required gathering four Treasure Boxes to be deciphered.
However, at this point, she couldn’t hold back the arrow already placed on the bowstring.
The Gu Master no longer hesitated and once again spurred the Spell Talisman in her hand.
Bai Junjun only felt an anomaly transmitting from the Stone they were on again. Her head also began to involuntarily ache, and even the unconscious Fox couldn’t help but cough, blood spilling from the corner of its mouth.
At this moment, Bai Junjun also knew that this Stone was probably the most dangerous place in the entire Insect Cave.
She hadn’t had the chance to escape when suddenly the Stone violently cracked, a thicker, smellier mud surged from the rock, instantly swallowing both Bai Junjun and Li Wenli.
At this moment, an extraordinarily enchanting Big Mandara suddenly grew on the Stone, spraying a red mist tens of times more intense than before, instantly obscuring the faces within the Insect Cave again.
The Gu Master didn’t expect her summoning to actually succeed, and couldn’t help but burst into mad laughter.
"Come, let me show you how powerful the Art of Poisoning left by the Immortals is! Hahaha..."
Just as the Gu Master was laughing madly, suddenly a gust of wind came from behind her.