The disaster struck suddenly.
Even if Lü Zhong wanted to help, it was too late.
After a series of bloodcurdling screams, half the cultivators had fallen into the worms' maws. Crushed by their sharp teeth, they were likely reduced to a pulpy paste.
BOOM!
Suddenly, a column of dust erupted in front of Lü Zhong.
It was a massive worm's head, emanating a Tier Two aura. It shot out from beneath the sand with a piercing shriek, its great maw gaping as it lunged for him.
'How dare you!' Lü Zhong sneered.
He retreated a few steps, dodging the lunging head.
Then, a fiery red Flying Sword slid from his sleeve.
He slashed forward casually.
The charging Sand Worm was sliced in two, the wounds glowing like molten rock. Despite its tenacious Life Force, the fire poison coating the blade corroded its body, and it perished in moments.
Just then, he heard the sound of something tearing through the air.
