With a slight sweep of his divine sense, he observed that this was a Black-Eyed Rat with the strength of a third-order demonic beast.
Suddenly, the Black-Eyed Rat leaped up and pounced at his face again. A black light flashed on its body, and the third demonic eye in the center of its forehead suddenly shot out a gray-green ray.
Zhang Ling expressionlessly flicked the blue flying sword in his hand. Two sword lights flashed, and the Black-Eyed Rat was instantly chopped into several pieces. The gray ray that had been shot out also instantly turned into a cloud of green mist and dissipated.
Looking at the corpse of the Black-Eyed Rat, Zhang Ling slightly moved his divine sense and then chuckled. With a flash of his figure, he rushed into the tunnel.
He had discovered a Black-Eyed Rat on the steps when he went down to that space before, so it was not surprising to encounter another one now.
After walking a distance in the tunnel, Zhang Ling sensed that the surrounding environment was different from when he had come. Great changes had taken place, and it was filled with a layer of gray-green mist.
Unlike the original bloody ghostly mist, divine sense probing into this mist would be greatly weakened.
At the same time, Black-Eyed Rats would rush out of the mist from time to time. Their strength varied, with the lowest being only first-order demonic beasts, but the highest had reached the fourth-order.
Through the encounter just now, Zhang Ling had already guessed that this gray-green mist was released by a large group of Black-Eyed Rats.
Being able to release ghostly mist that affects Golden Core cultivators, the number of Black-Eyed Rats must be quite large, and it is possible that a Rat King has been born. He had to be careful.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but think, could this be the dangerous thought he had sensed before? But he instantly rejected this idea. Even if a few Rat Kings were born among the Black-Eyed Rats,
they would never pose a danger to him.
Zhang Ling was speeding along while letting his thoughts wander. Suddenly, the tunnel ahead came to an end and took a sharp turn. He probed forward with his divine sense and immediately discovered a situation that made his expression change.
The turn in the tunnel connected to a straight, long passage. Half of this passage was covered in a dense mass of wriggling fur.
Taking a glance, it wasn't fur at all, but Black-Eyed Rats. Countless Black-Eyed Rats were squeaking and scurrying wildly in the passage.
And in the middle of the rat swarm, there was a white object. This was a white-furred giant rat that was a full ten feet tall and chubby.
This white-furred rat was rolling on the ground, as if it had been attacked? Zhang Ling couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw this scene.
His eyes flashed with spiritual light, and he used his Spirit Eye Technique, instantly seeing that the demonic aura on this white-furred giant rat had reached the level of a fifth-order demonic beast. Could this beast be the Rat King?
Seeing that there were as many as a thousand Black-Eyed Rats gathered next to it, Zhang Ling felt a little scalp tingling. Among this large group of Black-Eyed Rats, there were at least a hundred that had reached the second-order or higher.
So many second-order or higher demonic beasts, and such strange demonic beasts at that, Zhang Ling licked his lips. He didn't want to face so many demonic beasts.
A hundred second-order demonic beasts charging over was no joke. Even a Golden Core cultivator could only temporarily avoid them. Especially in such a narrow space, it was very unfavorable to deal with these fast and specially gifted demonic beasts.
But strangely, he had been standing at the turn in the tunnel for several breaths, and not a single Black-Eyed Rat had charged over.
Suddenly, his divine sense moved and discovered that there was a bloody wound on the back of the white-furred rat, as if a piece of flesh had been torn off.
And within this piece of flesh, there were blood-colored tendrils wriggling from time to time, which looked very strange.
The Black-Eyed Rats gathered next to the white-furred rat were not approaching it, except for scurrying around wildly. It seemed that they had reverence and fear for their king.
Zhang Ling withdrew his gaze and covered himself with a layer of faint yellow light. The hand formulas in his hand changed rapidly, and he was about to use the Earth Escape Technique to pass through the stone wall next to him.
A strange squeaking sound suddenly rang in his ears. He saw the white-furred giant rat pouncing towards him.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Looking for death!" He flicked the flying sword in his hand, and it transformed into more than a dozen blue sword lights, slashing towards the white-furred rat.
But he saw the white-furred giant rat make a strange movement. Its body suddenly curled up into a white ball, facing the bloody wound on its back in his direction.
Then, he saw more than a dozen sword lights slash at the wound. The white-furred rat cried out in pain. At the same time, the white-furred rat didn't pounce at him, but stayed in place, wriggling its body and making excited squeaking sounds.
Zhang Ling frowned. He didn't feel any killing intent from this white-furred rat. He sensed a feeling of excitement in its cries, which was very strange, and reminded him of the situation when he communicated with the Twin-Tailed Cat.
But this white-furred giant rat was not his spirit beast, but a genuine high-level demonic beast.
While attacking the white-furred giant beast, the large group of Black-Eyed Rats on the other side were squeaking strangely, seemingly enraged, and they all attacked him.
Zhang Ling's expression changed, and he urged the hand formulas in his hand to retreat.
But he saw the white-furred giant beast suddenly open its mouth and make a sharp cry. This cry pierced the eardrums, but then a magical scene happened.
The large group of Black-Eyed Rats actually resisted the urge to charge forward and retreated one by one.
He saw the white-furred giant rat turn around, its three blood-red eyes blinking a few times, conveying some kind of meaning.
"You mean... let me attack you."
...
"Let me attack."
Zhang Ling couldn't help but feel a little strange and subconsciously asked this question. As soon as he said it, he felt a little ridiculous.
But after the white-furred rat heard his words, it actually nodded its head and turned its body around again, facing the wound on its back towards him.
Zhang Ling frowned and swept his divine sense towards the wound on the white rat's back. Through observation, he found that the wound was filled with a special spiritual power. It seemed to be corroding this demonic rat. Some light yellow pus was flowing from the wound.
Could this be the purpose of this demonic beast?
Although he had doubts in his mind, Zhang Ling thought for a moment and decided to take action.
He urged the hand formulas in his hand, and the flying sword transformed into sword lights, attacking the wound on the white rat's back.
For a time, countless blue sword lights and squeaking sounds echoed in the tunnel.
The white-furred giant rat trembled violently, enduring great pain, but its body did not move a bit.
This scene lasted for a full cup of tea's time. As Zhang Ling's sword lights attacked, he discovered that a layer of milky white light also appeared on the white-furred giant rat's body, also expelling the special spiritual power in the wound.
At this time, the wound on the white rat's back was even more serious, and Zhang Ling also felt that something seemed to be parasitizing inside. It was constantly drilling into the white giant rat's body.
Suddenly, the spiritual power on the white-furred giant rat's body contracted, and then a muffled sound came. A piece of blood-colored sarcoma about a foot in size rushed out of the wound on its back.
