After bidding farewell to Du Huanzhen and Duan Changzai, the two flew north.
Along the way...
"Why are you looking at me?" Lu Zheng blinked and asked solemnly.
Si Lingxi curled her lips, "Take out that centipede."
"Cough, cough!" Lu Zheng coughed twice, patted the gourd, and retrieved a golden centipede about a meter long from it.
The Golden Centipede King, with eight hundred years of Dao Practice, had a body that was twelve or thirteen meters long when killed. Lu Zheng used magic to shrink it, but shrinking it to just one meter was already the limit, still looking quite terrifying.
Si Lingxi pinched Seal Techniques in her hand, and more than a dozen Spell Seals quickly shot into the golden centipede's body, which then shrunk to half a foot in length at a visible speed.
