Chapter 245

"Please, Poison King Senior, clear the way!"

Qin Shuo's voice was not particularly loud, yet it contained an extreme penetrative power, almost instantly echoing through the valley, like thunder reverberating.

"The poisonous miasma in the mountains cannot be controlled by the old lady's strength; Captain Qin, if you have the ability, then come in yourself!"

A low, cold, and hard voice came from within the valley, belonging to the Poison King.

"However, I must remind Captain Qin that the valley is full of poisonous insects, snakes, and ants, all highly toxic; if Captain Qin insists on forcing his way in, do not blame me for not warning you."

"Is the Poison King determined to protect the Ghost Netherworld Dharma King?"

Qin Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly, yet he did not rush into the valley; instead, he sought to determine the Poison King's and the Netherworld Dharma King's positions by the source of the voice.

Although he possessed the Hundred Poisons Pill obtained from searching Xue Chengkong's mansion earlier, dealing with the valley's poisonous mist should pose no problem.

But this Poison King is not only highly skilled in poison arts, his own strength is also not to be underestimated.

If he cannot pinpoint the Poison King's location immediately, Qin Shuo worries that this old fool will abandon the Netherworld Dharma King and flee on his own.

"I do not know what Netherworld Dharma King you speak of; currently in the valley, there is only my old friend from years past, Yu Wangchuan, Sect Master of the Five Poisons Sect."

"Captain Qin, if you do not believe me, feel free to enter the valley and search."

"Hah! Old fool, you're giving face and then refusing it!"

Qin Shuo coldly sneered, "Since that is the case, then let you and your old friend from years past go down to hell together!"

Boom!

Like a thunderbolt splitting a clear sky!

As the sound waves reverberated, Qin Shuo stomped heavily with his foot, causing the vast valley entrance beneath him to violently tremble and sink several chi.

Immense force transmitted layer by layer, from foot to hip to the spinal dragon, transforming into tremendous propulsive power; in the instant lightning flashed and vanished, the surging air current had already surged into the valley ahead of time.

Whoosh!

Gang wind surged like a tide, blowing apart the valley's variegated poisonous mist for over a hundred zhang.

The black martial robe fluttered wildly, a streak of golden lightning infecting the gang wind, like the Thunder God on patrol, momentum ferocious to the extreme.

Swish!

Without any hesitation, nor uttering another word of nonsense.

Having roughly determined the Poison King's position, Qin Shuo directly plunged headfirst into the sticky, dazzling poisonous mist.

"This also works?"

The Giant Whale Gang members nearby stared, mouths agape.

Earlier, they had been barred by the rolling poisonous mist, unable to even approach, only able to await the Poison King's response.

Now, under the dual bombardment of gang wind and lightning, that poisonous mist was actually cleaved open a small path by brute force.

"Helm Master, should we..."

A quick-witted Giant Whale Gang disciple, seeing Qin Shuo use gang wind to open a way, forcibly punched out a path into the valley, and immediately felt moved.

It is rumored that the Poison King's Valley is actually a place producing spiritual medicines, a treasure land; only after the Poison King took a liking to it did it become a deadly land of surging poisonous miasma.

At present, the Poison King's Valley is about to be breached.

If they can follow inside, fish in troubled waters, and pluck one or two spiritual herbs, it would not be in vain.

After all, although the Poison King is famed for poison, he is equally a holy hand in detoxification, an expert in alchemy.

They came this time to ask him to come out of the mountains, also aiming for his alchemical skills.

Therefore, besides rare spiritual medicines in the valley, there must certainly be various spiritual pills; obtaining one would again bring hope for strength increase.

"Wait and see!"

However, Helian Tang remained very calm, ordering everyone to wait on the spot.

Although he also very much wanted to follow in and see what the Poison King's Valley is really like?

Whether Captain Qin is truly as fearless and unmatched as the legends say?

But seeing the poisonous mist, split by gang wind and lightning, begin to re-converge, his thoughts instantly vanished like smoke.

Although he himself can also produce gang wind to disperse the poisonous mist.

But this Poison King's Valley certainly cannot have only poisonous mist as a killing mechanism,

Otherwise, the Netherworld Dharma King could not possibly have come here seeking help.

The fact is exactly as he thought.

Qin Shuo, relying on Storm Qi and Thunderclap True Gang to clear the way, advanced forward over two hundred zhang, but he soon encountered attacks from unknown poisonous insects.

Squeak-squeak-squeak...

Black shadows flitted, dense and numerous, like a tide surging from all directions, stirring up swift poisonous wind air currents.

As these unknown poisonous creatures approached, the poisonous mist previously dispersed by gang wind surged back again.

"What is this?"

Qin Shuo's pupils constricted.

With his eyesight, he naturally saw clearly that the black tide consisted of creatures fist-sized, neither bird nor insect, neither worm nor bug, strange avian beings.

They looked like mutated sparrows, yet also like bats grown with tumors, ugly in appearance, and in their soybean-sized eyes still swirled violent, ferocious blood-red light.

Their beaks bore sawtooth-like sharp teeth, claws like forged steel, wings like iron blades, their faces bearing a shocking ferocity and malice.

Squeak~

Like a mouse's cry, sharp and piercing, carrying some kind of strange mental attack.

Even though Qin Shuo's soul is strong, amidst this heaven-covering, tide-like howling, he also had a moment of daze.

"Demon Beast!"

Instantly awakened.

Qin Shuo's heart rose with realization.

These are not merely poisonous insects and birds, but an unknown demon beast whose voice possesses the ability to attack the soul.

Squeak~

Thousands upon thousands of strange demon birds screeched.

That sound alone could instantly shatter the spirit of a martial artist who had achieved Refining Organs.

However, Qin Shuo had long been prepared, and he opened his mouth to let out a long whistle.

Roar—!

As if a heavenly dragon raised its head, emitting resonant dragon chants.

Rings of golden sound waves, like tangible air blasts, burst from Qin Shuo's mouth, piercing gold and splitting stone, shattering the flock of demon birds that lunged forward.

This is the soundwave technique Qin Shuo created by combining the 'Heavenly Dragon Soul'; his inner True Gang surged with the soundwaves, like an ocean rising and falling, sweeping across heaven and earth to crush all before him.

In an instant, hundreds of demon birds met their doom.

"What an overbearing soundwave technique!"

Outside the valley, Helian Tang's face was filled with shock; he hastily ordered everyone to cover their ears.

The soundwaves surging from the valley were too terrifying; had he not reacted quickly, raising a Gang wind wall at the first moment to dispel most of the golden soundwaves' power,

he himself would surely be unharmed, but the Giant Whale Gang disciples behind him would surely suffer.

"Retreat!"

As the Chief Helmsman governing a prefecture, Helian Tang acted decisively, immediately ordering a retreat, leaving the Poison King's Valley to wait outside the mountains.

Although he greatly wished to witness the peerless demeanor of Captain Qin of the Demon Suppression Division, now was clearly not the time.

"Such a figure—if he could join my Giant Whale Gang, what worry would there be for our great undertaking?"

Helian Tang's eyes burned with intensity; he glanced lingeringly into the valley a few times, then decisively led his disciples in retreat.

Deep in the valley, before a simple thatched hut,

the Netherworld Dharma King stood shoulder to shoulder with a pallid-faced, gloomy-eyed old man.

Upon hearing the roar resembling a heavenly dragon's bellow and yet like a Buddha's chant, both men's hearts shuddered in unison.

"What vast and mighty true qi!"

"What an overbearing soundwave technique!"

The Poison King's eyes narrowed slightly; although he saw countless poisonous birds shatter under the soundwave, his face showed no flicker of emotion.

"Brother Yunxiao, can that poison formation trap him?"

Unlike the composed and calm Su Yunxiao, the Netherworld Dharma King is now a frightened bird.

If even the Poison King cannot kill that Qin surnamed Demon Suppression Division Captain, then he fears he will truly meet his end here.

"Whether it can trap him or not, let's say for now—but Fuchuan Brother, you have drawn this great enemy upon me by diverting the floodwaters; should I not demand an explanation from Su?"