Chapter 247: Say it, then go die!

This was Qin Shuo's first time fully unleashing the Thunderclap Divine Palm; its power was so strong that even he was moved.

As Wan Du Wang said, the lightning gathered in his palm imprint was not mere gang qi taking form, but the true might of heaven and earth, the power of thunder.

Crackle!

Where the golden yellow palm imprint passed, swaths of Devouring Gang Mosquitoes were stunned by the current, ignited, and burned to ash.

Like a blanket of dark clouds covering the sky, the poisonous mosquitoes vanished in smoke and ash beneath this palm, leaving no trace.

How is that possible?

Wan Du Wang, facing the rear of the Devouring Gang Mosquito swarm, was filled with shock, utterly unable to believe that anyone could wield thunderous power like an ancient immortal.

This is thunder, the might of heaven and earth, the symbol of destruction.

With a mortal body, to command the power of heaven and earth—isn't that something only a Martial Saint can do?

Divine ability!

Could it be a divine ability?

Wan Du Wang was shocked beyond words; as he rapidly retreated, he let out a sharp hiss, and his snake-head cane adorned with silver bells shook violently, emitting an alluring sound that stirred countless poisonous insects in the valley into an uproar.

This is Poison King Valley, Wan Du Wang's home turf.

No one knows how many snakes, insects, and poison ants he has raised here over the past few years.

Just with that long howl, the entire valley buzzed with the insects' hiss, and even Youming Fa Wang, far up in the treetops, felt his scalp go numb.

This old poison thing...

Youming Fa Wang was both startled and delighted; startled by the old poison thing's endless array of tactics,

and delighted that the Qin-surnamed Demon-Suppressing Office commandant, after unleashing that Thunderclap Divine Palm, had clearly seen his breath drop.

If we let the old poison thing drain him further, then add a flanking attack from me, we might still have a chance to turn the tables.

Crackle!

Electric light exploded, like a golden snake swimming.

Without hesitation, Qin Shuo stepped on the electric light and charged into the sea of poisonous insects and snakes; the Sun-Shooting Golden Arrow circled his head like a golden dragon, striking down the poisonous birds and flying insects that sought to attack from the air.

Sizzle~

As if a red-hot iron were plunged into icy water.

In an instant, black smoke billowed, and a foul stench shot up to the heavens.

Countless poisonous insects and ants were split by lightning and strangled by the golden arrows.

As the dying poison mist grew thicker, the valley's air turned dreamlike, five-colored and vibrant, like a rainbow world.

The thick poison mist spread with the gang wind, soon filling the entire valley without a single gap.

Even Youming Fa Wang, up in the treetops, could not escape; he was engulfed by the surging poison mist, and his surface true gang was instantly corroded into a large hole,

A wisp of poison smoke was then inhaled, and his complexion instantly turned bluish-black.

Not good!

Youming Fa Wang's face changed drastically.

He immediately sat cross-legged, closed all his pores, and cultivated to dispel the poison.

Only then did he realize how terrifying Qin Shuo's strength was, able to leap about in that water-thick poison mist.

He had merely been struck by the poison mist's aftermath, yet his true gang nearly shattered and he almost died from the poison.

Meanwhile, the opponent went in and out seven times at the poison mist's center, slaughtering to his heart's content,

Simplistically inhuman!

Ah!

Watching the Devouring Gang Mosquitoes he had painstakingly raised turned to ash, and countless poisonous insects and ants unable to block the incoming golden electric light, Wan Du Wang's expression turned ferocious, like a vengeful ghost,

he actually advanced instead of retreating, letting out a scream loud enough to pierce eardrums.

At the same time, his emaciated body suddenly inflated as if filled with air.

Gold and silver threads raced beneath his skin at breakneck speed, instantly weaving into a Gold Thread Jade Garment that wrapped him tightly.

Crackle!

The sharp crack of the electric arc whipping the sky exploded amid the insect swarm, and Wan Du Wang cried out as he was flung backward.

Silk?

Cocoon?

Qin Shuo's heart jolted—such a high-energy current didn't blast Wan Du Wang to pieces, merely hurling him away, which struck him as unbelievable.

But the next moment, he turned his palm, seized the Thousand-Catty Heavy Halberd, and smashed down with the force of splitting a mountain.

Ah!

Wan Du Wang let out a cry unlike a human's wail.

His entire shoulder was driven into his chest by the blow, yet thanks to the gold and silver threads it instantly rebounded, oddly restored, without even a drop of blood spilled.

Seeing this, Qin Shuo's eyelids twitched.

In that instant, he felt he hadn't struck a human body so much as a super-elastic net.

The Gold Thread Jade Garment woven from gold and silver threads not only insulated against electricity but also possessed a powerful force-dispersing effect, channeling nearly half of his strikes into the ground.

The remaining third mixed with its rebound force, snapping back in an instant; caught off guard, Qin Shuo nearly lost his black iron heavy halberd, his tiger's mouth going numb from the shock.

What kind of hard-training technique is this?

Qin Shuo was astonished.

Since cultivating the Dragon Elephant Divine Ability, his Dragon Elephant Power has been unstoppable, yet never before has it been like today—first having his strength withdrawn, then rebounded back, which is truly bizarre.

No, this isn't hard training; it's more like……

Poisonous insects!

Those gold-silver threads…

They're alive!

That spear strike just now, Wandu Wang appeared uninjured, but in fact his viscera had already suffered heavy trauma,

No blood flowed from his body, the caved-in shoulder had already restored itself, all of it an illusion created by those gold-silver threads.

No fresh blood flowed from his body, the collapsed shoulder had also returned to normal, all of it was an illusion created by the golden and silver threads.

Half of his body smashed to a pulp, Wandu Wang went completely mad,

One side controlling the gold-silver thread poisonous insect, he sprayed out large swaths of poison powder and poison water, while emitting a piercing shriek, commanding the poisonous insects in the valley to swarm.

He himself rushed forward recklessly, the gold-silver threads on his arms writhing wildly like rubber, stretching his arms infinitely as they lunged for Qin Shuo.

He himself charged forward recklessly, the golden and silver threads on his arms writhing wildly, stretching his arms infinitely like rubber, lunging to grab Qin Shuo.

Qin Shuo was genuinely startled by this Wandu Wang!

Lightning flashed beneath his feet as he shot backward several zhang.

He could tell this old coot really wanted those gold-silver threads to touch him, and there was no way he'd let the guy have his way.

However, the next moment he was dumbfounded.

The originally straight-pursuing, several-zhang-long bizarre arm suddenly bent in the middle and then extended upward,

grabbing onto the cliff face on one side of the valley.

Holy shit, he was trying to escape!

Qin Shuo was both shocked and angry, feeling toyed with; he stomped hard, and at the moment Wandu Wang was about to take off using his 'rubber arm,' he shrank the ground into an inch, appearing before him and bringing his spear down heavily.

Qin Shuo was both startled and angry, feeling he had been toyed with; he stamped his foot heavily, and at the moment the Ten Thousand Poison King was about to take off using the 'rubber arms', he shrank the earth to an inch, appearing before him, and brought down his halberd heavily.

Like a watermelon smashed by a heavy hammer.

Qin Shuo's strike chose Wandu Wang's head as the point of impact.

He didn't believe that even if the guy's head was smashed, he could still bounce back.

In fact, he was overthinking it.

Since Wandu Wang had used a large amount of gold-silver threads to construct his super-long arm, this strike of his almost squarely hit Wandu Wang's head.

Moreover, to prevent the previous rebound from happening again, this time Qin Shuo exerted the full strength of ten elephants.

No matter how elastic the net, facing the simultaneous trampling of ten elephants, it could only end up being trampled into powder.

Even a net with the best elasticity, when faced with ten elephants trampling simultaneously, can only end up being crushed into powder.

As Wandu Wang's head was smashed in one blow, the gold-silver threads on his body, along with the extended super-long arm, instantly retracted.

Only then did Qin Shuo see clearly that his previous spear strike had indeed shattered Wandu Wang's half shoulder.

Strangely, that shattered half of his body had vanished without a trace, leaving nothing behind.

And those gold-silver threads also seemed to have disappeared, leaving no trace.

"That old poisonous thing…"

Qin Shuo rose to his feet, looking down at Wandu Wang, who had turned into a puddle of rotting mud.

This wasn't his first encounter with a poison arts master; years ago, Xue Chengkong likewise mastered strange poison techniques.

However, unlike Wandu Wang, Xue Chengkong focused mainly on alchemy; his poison arts weren't that strange, and he didn't have so many poisonous bugs, snakes, and ants as helpers.

But the Wandu Wang before him truly let him experience what it means to be bizarrely hard to deal with.

With Wandu Wang's death, the poisonous insects, snakes, and ants in the Poison King Valley instantly lost control, actually beginning to attack each other, tearing and biting, and in the blink of an eye suffering heavy casualties.

The remainder burrowed into the earth and vanished.

Youming Fawang, who was cultivating to expel the toxic miasma from his body, sensed the poison tide receding; at first he was startled, then his face drastically changed.

But when he saw on the ground that Wandu Wang was missing half his body, his head smashed into a pulp, he suddenly burst into loud laughter:

"Hahaha, you killed him, you actually really killed him, hahaha!"

Youming Fawang stood on the treetop, laughing until he doubled over, until Qin Shuo gave him a cold look, at which point he stopped laughing and snarled:

"Do you know why this old man lured you here?"

Qin Shuo remained cold and silent.

Youming Fawang, however, went mad and said: "Kill him, this old man just wants you to kill him, hahaha!"

"As long as you kill him, you're doomed! Hahaha"

"Nonsense! After killing him, what will you do?"

Qin Shuo gave a cold glance, killing intent already stirring in his heart.

This time, he had no intention of letting Youming Fawang escape again.

Even bringing out a hermit like Wandu Wang, who hasn't appeared in years, shows he's out of tricks; continuing to fish would be pointless.

"No matter what, you'll have to bury yourself with him! Hahaha"

Youming Fawang's face twisted: "You also saw the gold-silver thread poisonous insect just now; it's a poisonous insect bred in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains,

This insect lives in symbiosis with humans, requiring nourishment from the qi of a hundred poisons and the blood of demonic monsters.

You think that old poisonous thing could control so many poisonous bugs, snakes, and ants for what reason?

It's all thanks to this gold-silver thread poisonous insect.

Now that you've killed that old poisonous thing, the gu will automatically transfer to you.

Your body lacks both the accumulated hundred-poison qi over the years and the demonic monster blood to feed the gold-silver thread poisonous insect,

Soon it will devour your vital energy and blood, your flesh, even your marrow, hahaha!"

Youming Fawang's laughter was wanton, an indescribable exhilaration.

"If you don't believe me, look at your arm—see if there's a thread that's half gold, half silver?"

"If you don't believe me, you can look at your arm to see whether there is a thin line that is half gold and half silver?"

"Gold-silver thread worm?"

Qin Shuo lowered their head to look at their arm, and indeed saw a half-gold, half-silver fine line extending from their wrist to the middle of their elbow.

This fine line is about as thick as a strand of hair; if you don't look closely, you won't notice it at all.

"Don't even think about cutting off your arm to survive; the gold-silver thread worm's speed is extremely fast, and once it senses your intention to harm it, it will immediately burrow into your heart, killing you on the spot."

The Netherworld Dharma King grew increasingly arrogant, laughing loudly:

"How about it? Are you scared?"

"If you don't want to die, you can kneel and beg for mercy from this old man!"

"Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I'll even tell you how to break it, hahaha!"

"Finished speaking?"

A calm and indifferent voice interrupted the Netherworld Dharma King's hysterical laughter.

In their doubtful and horrified gaze, the youth brandished a halberd, leapt into midair, and looked down from above:

"Finished speaking..."

"Just go die!"