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Chapter 533: Backstab from Lao Liu

His mouth was wide open, yet he couldn’t make a sound, nor could he even perform a simple action like blinking.

Bai Hong in the kitchen was enjoying a delicious meal. There was almost no noise from the Believers of Wu Shen Cult, so Bai Hong didn’t notice the situation over here at all.

What was even more regrettable was that he was completely unaware that his companion was in extreme danger at this moment, even struggling on the verge of death.

And the life or death of the other party depended entirely on Liang Yu’s single thought!

With just a slight thought in his mind, he could easily separate the other party’s head from their body in an instant.

However, despite this, Liang Yu did not easily strike a killing blow, not because he didn’t want to.

Because he knew that once the other party died, the strong smell of blood would alert and draw the attention of Bai Hong.

And at this moment, Bai Hong was fully enjoying his blood meal, and Liang Yu did not want to cause unnecessary trouble at this critical juncture.

So, Liang Yu skillfully avoided Bai Hong’s gaze and quietly approached the Believers of Wu Shen Cult he had controlled.

He once again split two golden threads from the light sphere in his palm.

These two golden threads, as if endowed with life, flexibly drilled into the other party’s clothes.

The golden threads swiftly moved through the clothes like two nimble small snakes, accurately finding the jade box containing the Poisonous insects cultivation.

In just a moment, the jade box was successfully found by the golden threads.

Liang Yu expressionlessly extended his right hand, lightly pinching a corner of the jade box as if plucking a flower, then with a slight force, the jade box, as if attracted by a magnet, steadily fell into his hand.

He didn’t even glance at the jade box, as if it were just an ordinary item.

After all, at such a critical moment, he had no mind to carefully examine what was inside this jade box.

Liang Yu’s movements were as natural and fluid as flowing clouds and water; at this moment, the jade box in his hand was like a small object casually discarded.

With a flick of his arm, the jade box streaked through the air like a meteor, and with a “whoosh,” it accurately landed in his front pants pocket.

After all this was done, Liang Yu’s fingers moved slightly, as if an invisible force flowed from his fingertips.

And the Believers of Wu Shen Cult, who had been motionless like a statue, suddenly trembled violently, then slowly raised his head.

Initially, Liang Yu felt a bit rusty in manipulating the people of Wu Shen Cult, which made his actions appear somewhat awkward and unnatural.

However, as time went on, he gradually mastered the techniques, and his movements became increasingly skilled.

Surprisingly, Liang Yu’s learning ability was extremely strong; before long, he could make the other party’s behavior indistinguishable from that of an ordinary person.

Not only that, he could even skillfully use threads to control the other party to speak, as if everything was under his control.

Under Liang Yu’s exquisite manipulation, this person from Wu Shen Cult, as if enchanted, walked into the kitchen with light and firm steps.

His pace was swift and steady, and he was fully aware of everything around him.

The kitchen was filled with a strong smell of blood, and Bai Hong was devouring his dinner.

His attention was completely focused on the food in front of him, and he didn’t pay much attention to the movements around him.

However, as the person from Wu Shen Cult gradually approached, Bai Hong still keenly sensed someone approaching.

He slightly raised his head and glanced at the newcomer from the corner of his eye, a hint of displeasure welling up in his heart.

After all, no one likes to be disturbed while eating.

However, Bai Hong didn’t say much. He just hurriedly finished his last bite of food, then slowly turned around to face this Believers of Wu Shen Cult.

His tone of voice was also filled with dissatisfaction at being interrupted during his meal.

“Everyone here is dead. Tell me, what should we do next?”

“Should I just go out and kill to my heart’s content?”

However, this Believers of Wu Shen Cult did not answer Bai Hong’s question, but walked straight past him and went behind him.

Just two or three steps behind Bai Hong, this Believers of Wu Shen Cult suddenly turned around without warning, and like a ghost, swiftly pounced towards Bai Hong.

At this very instant, a jaw-dropping scene occurred—the Believers of Wu Shen Cult’s originally empty hands, under the entanglement and pulling of golden threads, miraculously condensed into two incredibly sharp short swords, as if by magic!

He swung his right hand, and the short sword shot out like lightning, carrying a dazzling golden stream of light, and with the force of thunder, it fiercely slashed towards Bai Hong’s neck.

With a crisp “crack,” Bai Hong’s neck, like a fragile withered branch, was easily severed.

The severed head fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and became covered in the filth of the ground.

At the same time, his left hand did not stop for a moment; the other short sword, like a venomous snake striking from its hole, directly stabbed Bai Hong’s heart from behind.

This sword was as fast as lightning, incredibly precise, and in the blink of an eye, it deeply penetrated Bai Hong’s body.

To prevent the other party from not dying, he even deliberately rotated it 720°.

Liang Yu stood by, personally controlling this scene, and secretly pondered in his heart.

“This way, the other party should be dead, right?”

However, he still had some doubts in his heart. After all, Bai Hong had survived in a corpse state after sacrificing himself before, so no one could say whether he could revive this time as well.

However, what Liang Yu least wanted to see still happened.

Just when Liang Yu thought Bai Hong was certainly dead, he saw that the severed neck began to squirm, as if a mysterious force was repairing his body.

The head that had fallen to the ground also reacted, with putrid bloodlines constantly emerging from the severed end to connect with the body.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Hong’s neck reconnected, but the short sword stuck in his heart remained there.

Liang Yu watched this scene in astonishment; he knew things wouldn’t be that simple.

If it were really that easy to kill Bai Hong, it would be a joyous occasion for everyone.

Now, Bai Hong was not only not dead but seemed to have become even stronger. Liang Yu wondered if it was his illusion, but Bai Hong, after dying once, had an even heavier aura of malevolence about him.

The Believers of Wu Shen Cult obviously hadn’t anticipated such a situation. He couldn’t explain himself now, let alone being under Liang Yu’s control.

His hand gripped the short sword tightly, as if it were the last line of defense for his life.

Under Liang Yu’s control, the other party charged at him again without hesitation.

Bai Hong looked at the other party daring to charge again, feeling a bit surprised, but he didn’t hesitate at all.

He swiftly extended his hand and accurately grabbed the other party’s short sword, preventing it from advancing further.

However, that was not enough.

Bai Hong then used his other hand to violently press down on the Believers of Wu Shen Cult’s head, forcefully pulling him in front of himself.

At that very moment, Bai Hong opened his mouth, revealing sharp teeth, and bit down fiercely on the other party’s neck without hesitation!

At this moment, Liang Yu confirmed the other party’s species. Wasn’t this a zombie?

It’s just that the other party is now different from those hopping ones, but in essence, it still belongs to the zombie category, just like the drought demon.

Just as Bai Hong was about to suck the blood of the Believers of Wu Shen Cult, Liang Yu concentrated his mind, pouring his powerful will like a surging torrent onto the short sword in Bai Hong’s hand.

The short sword, as if endowed with life, suddenly trembled violently, then violently broke free from the Believers of Wu Shen Cult’s hand, and like a released bird, shot rapidly towards Bai Hong.

The short sword flew rapidly through the air, its speed like lightning streaking across the night sky, leaving a golden stream of light.

In the blink of an eye, it struck Bai Hong’s head directly like a meteor.

With a muffled “thud,” the short sword pierced through Bai Hong’s head without any obstruction, embedding itself deeply within.

Bai Hong, whose meal was interrupted again, was exceptionally furious, especially since Liang Yu did not deliberately hide this time, exposing his own aura.

Feeling Liang Yu’s familiar aura, Bai Hong didn’t even bother with the food in front of him and threw it aside.