Chapter 204

After the Demon Chapter King exhausted all his strength to spit out that mouthful of poisonous mist, a Bodhi clan master standing on the black snake's head shouted angrily, a point of green light flashed on his hand, a thumb-sized ball of light shot out and slammed hard into the Demon Chapter King's chest.

When the pale golden ball of light flew out, it was merely an inconspicuous dim point of circular light.

After the ball of light flew several meters away, the surrounding heavenly and earthly primordial energy howled as it poured into the circular light; the ball rapidly elongated and expanded, and in the snap of a finger it turned into a golden cudgel over three feet long, with both ends extraordinarily sharp.

Wind and thunder surged on the golden cudgel, its flight speed astonishingly fast; Wu Tie shook the White Tiger Split in his hand, swinging an arc that slammed toward the golden cudgel, but it merely grazed the cudgel as it passed, failing to block its attack.

Wu Tie exclaimed.

Old Blade Wind and the leaders of the various major forces all turned their heads to look.

The massive poisonous mist sprayed by the Demon Chapter King made Old Blade Wind and the others' eyes light up; this mist, which strongly shields against soul power and also contains deadly poison, is a supreme weapon of war for their bandit forces.

What talent!

Too bad, it's a fleeting bloom, and it's about to be killed.

The Demon Chapter King himself didn't have time to dodge; after all, no matter how marvelous his innate divine ability, he is merely a weakling of the Sensory Mystery Realm.

The golden cudgel, surging with wind and thunder, slammed hard into the Demon Chapter King's chest.

The Demon Chapter King's chest was like a soft, sagging rubber skin, deeply indented several feet by the golden cudgel; on his back a sharp protrusion could be clearly seen, jutting out several feet high.

If it were an ordinary person, this blow would have pierced through the chest.

Gale winds howled, lightning flashed, and the golden cudgel rapidly rotated on the Demon Chapter King's chest, spewing great gusts of wind and thunder that struck his body.

The Demon Chapter King was involuntarily flung away by a single blow of the golden cudgel, which crushed his body and sent him flying over ten li; no matter how the cudgel spun or how wildly it spewed wind and thunder, his body was stretched to several dozen meters long, yet his skin suffered no harm.

Old Blade Wind and the others' eyes lit up.

Such a strange ability, the body can be so flexible, stretched like boneless to this extent.

Such a tenacious life-preserving ability, combined with that exhilarating, extraordinarily vicious poisonous mist, makes it a supreme weapon on the battlefield.

Old Blade Wind narrowed his eyes, quickly glanced at Wu Tie—he had heard Wu Tie's words to the Demon Chapter King crystal clear just now.

'Spear Grandpa, you and this little buddy are quite close, huh?' Old Blade Wind laughed brightly, the saber on his head howling as it turned into a Blood Light that slashed into the poisonous mist; he looked at Wu Tie with a grin and said, 'Let him join our Blood Saber?'

Wu Tie also laughed brightly: 'Chief, no problem, no problem… first we'll deal with these guys. They intend to kill ninety percent of our Serpent Cave's population—this we cannot tolerate.'

Old Blade Wind nodded.

In his pupils the Blood Light flickered, and within that Blood Light a deep, dark divine glow loomed faintly.

The blood-colored saber howled as it swept across; in the poisonous mist, hundreds of Bodhi clan warriors, rendered numb and sluggish by the mist, screamed miserably as the saber cut them in half at the waist.

Old Blade Wind's saber had reached a certain level of vicious cruelty.

It spun rapidly, cutting through body after body, kicking up a gale; as the blade tore open flesh, the gale swiftly sucked out the victims' blood, then turned into a fountain that sprayed outward in all directions.

Wherever the saber passed, each severed corpse was instantly drained, its plasma gushing like a spring, drenching the sky.

A large portion of the Demon Chapter King's black‑red poisonous mist was forcibly stained a glaring crimson.

The many leaders and senior figures of the Serpent Cave's major forces shouted praise in unison, then launched their own attacks, various weapons flashing with strange light as they fiercely chopped into the poisonous mist; behind them, the hundred thousand elite cultivators selected stood at the mist's edge and unleashed their full strength in an assault.

Cultivators of the Chonglou Realm drove their divine weapons, turning into streams of light that wildly churned within the poisonous mist.

Sensory Mystery Realm cultivators stirred their mana; though lacking spiritual variation, their weapons could only blast straight through the void, yet they also produced noticeable streams of light that rushed in and out of the poisonous mist, striking.

Even weaker Foundation Establishment cultivators pulled out various strong bows and crossbows, took out Thunder‑Splitting Mountain and assorted strange hidden weapons, and indiscriminately bombarded the poisonous mist with chaotic strikes and explosions.

Although Foundation Establishment cultivators are weak, each pair of arms has at least a thousand jin of strength; strong bows and crossbows fitted with poison‑treated arrows can also be fired angrily up to a kilometer away. A dense rain of arrows howled down, making the Bodhi clan warriors in the poisonous mist suffer terribly.

Moreover, Thunder‑Splitting Mountain explosions kept erupting, balls of fire whirling the poisonous mist into violent shaking; also, various poisoned flying knives, daggers, discs, and spikes rained down like a storm, and within just a few breaths the Bodhi clan warriors who could not tell direction in the mist collapsed, numbering two to three thousand.

The black snake's body is immensely huge; its upper half rises tall and straight, its head already above the poisonous mist.

Serpent Flame and dozens of Bodhi clan masters could not see through the poisonous mist, but they heard the cries and wails of their subordinates within it; Serpent Flame's expression turned ferocious, and the dozens of Bodhi clan masters roared in anger.

As the poisonous mist rapidly spread, the sounds they could hear grew ever fainter; the mist was frantically absorbing every sound within.

After just two or three more breaths, those trapped in the poisonous mist will not only be unable to see, but also unable to hear; even using soul power to probe their surroundings will be hindered by the strange mist, leaving them unable to discern direction or up from down.

That mouthful of poisonous mist from the Demon Chapter King… is truly terrifying.

'Form up… defend!' shouted the highest‑ranking Bodhi clan commander.

He initially wanted his own soldiers to form a formation for self‑protection, but he quickly realized the poisonous mist blocked vision, making it impossible for the Bodhi clan warriors to form an effective formation.

In the hurry, he could only urge his own troops to exert themselves in self‑defense.

The Bodhi clan warriors trapped in the poisonous mist simultaneously realized, after coming to from the storm‑like barrage, they each slapped a palm onto their own armor.

Their splendid armor emitted a faint golden light, turning into pliable columns of light that enveloped them.

When arrows and hidden weapons struck them, they merely caused the golden layer to tremble slightly, unable to inflict any harm.

Thunder‑Splitting Mountain explosions detonated beside them, making the golden light shake violently, yet this layer of light still effectively protected them, and the explosions could not cause them significant harm.

A Sensory Mystery Realm cultivator striking with all his might could only cause ripples in the golden light, occasionally cracking it in a few tiny fissures; without dozens of blows, it posed no real threat to them.

Chonglou Realm cultivators possess great killing power; once their strikes hit solidly, the golden light instantly dims and may be extinguished at any moment.

But unless two Chonglou Realm attacks strike the golden light simultaneously, after a violent shake it will flicker like a candle in a storm and then steadily relight.

When these Bodhi clan warriors activated their armor, only the truly unlucky, hit consecutively by three to five Chonglou Realm strikes, would have their golden light shattered; subsequent blows hitting their armor would make them vomit blood and fly backward.

Only those Old Blade Wind and others of the Blood Lake Realm could effectively kill these Bodhi clan warriors.

Even so, Old Blade Wind originally could cleave hundreds of warriors with one swing; now, with the golden light active, his saber can only cut through a dozen or several dozen bodies at once, its killing efficiency dropping more than tenfold.

Sharp explosion sounds kept coming.

Among the Serpent Cave cultivators around Wu Tie, Chonglou Realm cultivators kept vomiting blood and retreating for no apparent reason.

They were unlucky; their weapons hacked wildly in the mist and ended up striking those Bodhi clan commanders of the Blood Lake Realm.

Those Blood Lake Realm experts casually snapped their weapons, the cultivators naturally suffered collateral damage, their qi and blood in turmoil, their souls shaken, vomiting blood as they retreated.

Fortunately, the Serpent Cave cultivators' weapons were ordinary, lacking any exceptional divine armaments.

If those divine weapons requiring blood‑essence forging and soul nourishment were destroyed… it would be more than just spitting a couple mouthfuls of blood and losing a bit of vital energy.

The Bodhi clan army trapped in the poisonous mist was battered by the hundred‑thousand cultivator horde; in a short time three to four thousand were killed or wounded.

Among the Serpent Cave cultivators, two to three thousand Chonglou Realm soldiers had their weapons destroyed, each vomiting blood and retreating in disarray.

Suddenly, a terrifying strike descended from the sky.

Dozens of experts of the Bodhi clan beside the Great Serpent Yi stepped on wind and thunder, howling as they came, crossing the poisonous mist-covered area from high altitude, and without a word unleashed a powerful divine ability attack toward the ground.

The Bodhi clan experts shouted in unison, flicked their sleeves, and countless black dots the size of thumbs poured down like a rainstorm from their sleeves.

Wu Tie swung White Tiger Split, a white arc of light slashed out, shattering the hundreds of black dots falling from above into pieces. These black dots were soft to the touch, delicate and powerless; upon closer look, Wu Tie saw they were not anything extraordinary but a large quantity of plant seeds.

"Seeds?" Wu Tie said blankly: "What are these guys doing, throwing seeds?"

A continuous "thud-thud" sound rang out; these seeds were light and tiny, yet upon landing they emitted a deep, heavy boom, each seed rapidly drilling into the hard rock, leaving on the surface a series of thumb-sized, pitch-black deep holes.

The Bodhi clan experts shouted in unison, large swaths of green light burst forth from their bodies and poured down, causing the ground to tremble violently.

In the blink of an eye, thumb-thick green vines sprouted from those small holes. After a breath, these green vines rapidly expanded to the thickness of a bowl's rim, and countless sharp poisonous spines grew on their surfaces.

The vines whipped and entwined rapidly, and in an instant countless vines submerged the hundred thousand cultivators of the Great Serpent Cavern.

Wu Tie stamped his foot hard, a tremendous force shattered the rock layers within about a li beneath his feet; all the vines in that area were shaken and broken at the roots. The broken vines fell to the ground, still violently jumping and rolling, spewing dark-green juice.

These juices were extremely toxic; when they fell on rock, they corroded the stones so that they hissed and emitted green smoke.

Large amounts of juice sprayed forth, and many low-ranking cultivators cried out in unison, each drenched in the poisonous liquid, their skin corroded into deep bloody pits.

Wu Tie stood stunned, he dared not act recklessly; instead, a five-colored electric light flashed at his brow, the Slay-Evil Thunder Domain erupted, a tremendous force swept up over two thousand cultivators around him, together with him they rose into the air and swiftly retreated backward.

That was all Wu Tie could do.

Countless other cultivators were tightly entangled by the vines that had swollen to the thickness of a water vat; the vines violently contracted and writhed, their bones emitted terrifying cracking sounds, each like a rabbit caught in a giant python, their bodies becoming inhuman shapes.

The poisonous spines pierced their bodies, turning the cultivators' skin rapidly dark green.

Moreover, the spines bore tiny pores; as the vines writhed, the cultivators' blood plasma was continuously drawn out by the Teng King.

In just a few breaths, truly swift as thunder before one could cover their ears, at least fifty thousand cultivators of the Great Serpent Cavern were strangled to death by the strange vines.

Wu Tie's eyeballs faintly reddened.

He abruptly lifted his head, staring fixedly at the Great Serpent Yi standing atop the great serpent's head.

Several tens of meters tall, the Great Serpent Yi, transformed into a serpent-human form, held his hands before his chest, gave a ferocious cold smile, and disdainfully looked down upon this gruesome scene below.

He sensed Wu Tie's gaze; his pupils flickered with a lurid green light, and he quickly turned his gaze toward Wu Tie.

Their gazes collided; Wu Tie's brow eye five-colored divine light flashed, he let out a roar, and six infant-fist-sized Slay-Evil Divine Thunders roared forth in succession, fiercely striking toward Great Serpent Yi.

Great Serpent Yi sneered: "Ant, your petty tricks……"

He shook his head in contempt, Great Serpent Yi extended his right hand and, disdainfully, seized Wu Tie's full-force Slay-Evil Divine Thunder.

The six thunderbolts almost simultaneously struck Great Serpent Yi's massive right palm; with a tremendous boom, five-colored lightning exploded, and Great Serpent Yi let out a wail like seeing a ghost……

That sound felt like a mischievous child going to a rice field to catch loaches, he suddenly raised his hand and discovered he had grabbed, clearly, an extremely venomous five-pace snake……

How exhilarating and satisfying, how delightful and gratifying.

Great Serpent Yi's entire right arm's heavy scales instantly vanished to ash, large swaths of muscle were blasted into charcoal by the five-colored lightning, then a sharp cracking sound rang out, his thick arm bones were shattered to fragments by the domineering, vigorous Slay-Evil Thunder, and his right arm completely disappeared.

Strands of fine lightning coiled around his shoulder wound; Great Serpent Yi was in such pain that two streams of tears gushed forth like small streams, he abruptly opened his mouth and bellowed a roar, his voice filled with an undisguisable sobbing tone……

"Give me, give me kill them…… kill them all…… leave no survivor…… kill them all…… mother……"

Those black serpents' heads that had charged into the Great Serpent Cavern, the Bodhi clan experts successively dropped countless seeds.

Vast expanses of vines, like poisonous pythons, grew wildly; the entire periphery of the Great Serpent Cavern was filled with vines dancing wildly in all directions.