Chapter 109

"The Nine Yin Manual belongs to my senior brother; I promised him I would guard it well and give it to no one!"

"If you have the skill, come and snatch it yourself! See if old Wonton doesn't beat you until you're hunting for teeth all over the ground!"

Although his words were tough, looking at the surrounding venomous snakes with their scarlet tongues flickering and their eerie green eyes gleaming in various forms, he could not help but feel a chill in his heart, raising goosebumps all over his skin.

"Hmph! Stubborn to the end! You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"

A flash of cold light passed through Ouyang Feng's eyes; his patience had clearly run out.

He hated nothing more than someone who was out of touch with the times and dared to talk back to him!

He let out a cold snort and suddenly slammed his snake staff onto the ground!

The two ferocious snake statues atop the staff seemed to come alive, shooting two beams of eerie green light from their eyes!

"Sssss—!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

In an instant, the tens of thousands of venomous snakes around seemed to receive some mysterious command!

Like a black tide, or like a flood breaching its dam, they surged from all directions, wildly sweeping toward Zhou Botong!

The scene made one's scalp prickle and one's heart and gallbladder crack!

It was as if the entire Taohuadao had turned into a massive snake den!

"Waaah! So many snakes! So disgusting! Don't come over!"

Terrified, Zhou Botong screamed loudly and immediately unleashed his exquisite, monkey-like Lightness Skill.

He leaped up and down, charged left and right through the gaps between the venomous snakes, dodging in a wretched state.

Although his Wu Gong was formidable and his internal energy profound, the bites of ordinary venomous snakes posed no great threat to him.

But with such a vast number of venomous snakes surging forward densely, the visual impact and psychological pressure were truly considerable.

Moreover, among these venomous snakes were many colorful, obviously highly poisonous exotic species; once bitten, even he, a grandmaster-level powerhouse, would likely face dire consequences, and even if he didn't die, he would be About to shed a layer.

The Four Secret Agents and Southern Murong Fu, upon witnessing this terrifying sight of ten thousand snakes devouring people, turned pale with horror, immediately activating their protective true qi and retreating, fearing to be caught in the venomous snakes' path.

Although they were also ruthless killers who had taken countless lives, compared to Ouyang Feng, an old poisoner who wielded poisonous creatures with supernatural mastery and treated human lives like grass, they were merely small potatoes.

They did not want to get entangled by these disgusting venomous snakes.

Seeing this, the Northern Beggar Hong Hong Qigong grew even more anxious!

Although he and Zhou Botong were not close friends, they shared a certain mutual respect.

Furthermore, he could least tolerate Ouyang Feng's despicable tactics of abusing poisonous creatures and bullying the weak with numbers.

He roared in anger: "Ouyang Feng! You old poisoner! What skill is there in bullying an old Wonton? If you have the guts, come at me, old beggar!"

He was about to rush forward recklessly to support Zhou Botong and rescue him from the snake formation.

However, Ouyang Feng was well prepared, or rather, he simply did not take Hong Hong Qigong seriously.

He smiled sinisterly and, addressing the Four Secret Agents and Southern Murong Fu who were engaged in combat with Hong Hong Qigong, spoke in a tone full of temptation:

"Gentlemen, why waste energy clinging stubbornly to this old beggar?"

"Instead, why not help me hold him off for a moment, preventing him from turning his attention elsewhere?"

"Once I obtain the complete Nine Yin Manual from Zhou Botong's mouth,"

"I can guarantee that I will certainly join with you all to study and share the secrets of this peerless divine art!"

He actually wanted to recruit these people to jointly fight Hong Hong Qigong and eliminate Zhou Botong, the most critical target, first!

Upon hearing this, the Four Secret Agents all showed a flicker of interest in their eyes.

Their purpose on this journey was originally for the Nine Yin Manual, to serve the Great Ming imperial family.

If they could join forces with the Western Poison Ouyang Feng, the chances of obtaining the Nine Yin Manual would undoubtedly increase greatly.

As for how to divide it afterward, that would be a matter for later; at that time, each would rely on their own means.

·· ·Begging for flowers····· ····

Southern Murong Fu also thought rapidly, weighing pros and cons.

Although he also feared Ouyang Feng's sinister, cunning, and fickle nature,

the temptation of the Nine Yin Manual was simply too great.

If he could seize this opportunity to glimpse the secrets of the divine art, it would undoubtedly provide immense help to his grand ambition of restoring the Great Yan Kingdom.

Wealth is sought amidst danger!

For a moment, the Four Secret Agents and Southern Murong Fu intensified their attacks even further!

They no longer engaged Hong Hong Qigong in direct combat but adopted a strategy of entanglement, not seeking to defeat Hong Hong Qigong, but only to tie him down tightly, preventing him from supporting Zhou Botong!

Although Hong Hong Qigong's Wu Gong was unmatched in the world, and both the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Beggar's Staff Technique were supreme arts under heaven,

facing so many experts, each possessing unique skills, and being besieged jointly, he found it difficult to break free for the moment, able only to watch helplessly as Zhou Botong, trapped in the snake formation, faced peril at every turn, screaming in anger until his beard nearly curled up.

Old Wonton Zhou Botong was now, driven by the endless venomous snakes, into a frantic state, with no way up to the sky and no way down to the earth, Rudiwu Sect.

Although he relied on his exquisite fist techniques and footwork to constantly kill wave after wave of venomous snakes, leaving snake corpses everywhere,

those venomous snakes seemed endless and uncuttable, still surging wildly toward him, fearless of death.

What he feared most were these slippery, cold, soft-bodied creatures.

Watching the venomous snakes with their scarlet tongues flickering, their eerie green eyes gleaming, and their various forms constantly crawling toward his body, some even already coiling around his hands and feet,

Zhou Botong felt every hair on his body stand on end, goosebumps rising all over, and his stomach churning violently.

He screamed in terror, his voice filled with childlike fear and helplessness:

"So many snakes! So disgusting! Don't come over! You stinking, rotten snakes!"

"Help! Help! Who will save me, old Wonton!"

He finally snapped!

He suddenly raised his head and, toward the deep water pool in the depths of Taohuadao, used all his strength to let out a heart-wrenching, tearful cry:

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother! Come quickly to save me!"

"If you don't come soon, your junior brother will be eaten by these stinking snakes! He'll turn into snake dung!"

At this moment, he had pinned all his hopes on his mysterious and unfathomable, all-powerful "eldest senior brother"!

In his heart, only the eldest senior brother could save him from this desperate situation of being bitten by ten thousand snakes!

Hearing Zhou Botong's desperate cry for help, the Western Poison Ouyang Feng showed a trace of disdainful cold sneer on his face.

"Hmph! Still pretending to be a god or ghost! A dying struggle!"

"That old Daoist Priest Wang Chongyang could not possibly be on Taohuadao!"

"Today, even if the King of Heaven himself came, he could not save Zhou Botong's life!"

He waved his snake staff again, emitting a strange whistle from his mouth, urging more venomous snakes to surge toward Zhou Botong like a black wave!

He wanted to use the terror of ten thousand snakes devouring the heart to completely crush Zhou Botong's psychological defense, making him obediently hand over the Nine Yin Manual!

However, just at this critical moment!

Just at the instant when Zhou Botong was about to be completely submerged by the endless venomous snakes, with his life hanging by a thread!

Suddenly!

"Aaaah—!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

A Long Yin sound, shaking heaven and earth, as if coming from the highest heavens above or from the deepest underworld below, suddenly erupted from the deep water pool deep within Taohuadao!

That Long Yin sound was filled with endless majesty and overwhelming domineering aura!

As if it contained the most primal and most powerful force between heaven and earth!

Where the sound passed, the air trembled! The sea surface churned!

The entire Taohuadao trembled violently under this Long Yin!

As if the earth dragon was turning over, causing mountains to collapse and the earth to crack!

Everyone currently engaged in fierce battle, whether disciples of Taohuadao, villains of Xixia Yipintang, or family generals of the Southern Murong, Great Ming spies, and even the two supreme experts, the Northern Beggar Hong Qigong and the Western Poison Ouyang Feng.

At the instant they heard this chant filled with supreme Long Wei, they all involuntarily stopped their actions!

Their faces showed an expression of unbelievable shock and horror!

A fear and awe originating from the depths of their souls, like cold tides, instantly swept over their entire bodies, making them stiff all over, almost unable to move!

As if facing an ancient primordial deity!

Even the Western Poison Ouyang Feng, this ruthless generation's warlord who killed people like grass.

After hearing this Long Yin, he also forgot to urge the snake staff for a moment, and the triumph and ferocity on his face instantly froze!

Replacing it was boundless terror and confusion!

He even felt that the venomous snakes he commanded, under this Long Yin, were actually trembling and crawling on the ground, daring not to make the slightest move!

As if they had encountered their natural enemy!