Chapter 115: Carve a bloody path! Chaos poison shows its might!

In the vast, hazy mist.

As the Ghost Mother Soul Core was obtained by Fang Yi, crowds from all directions were drawn to him.

No one knew how many people were ahead, surrounding and blocking.

However, Fang Yi was extremely fast, and besides, he had laid poison all along the way, so his deadly poison was almost everywhere above and below.

Only a few could truly keep up.

Among the thousands of figures, fewer than a hundred could grit their teeth and chase madly behind him.

They were all elites from various paths, not only profound in strength, but each also carried various anti-poison items.

They pursued relentlessly behind him, unwilling to give up in the slightest.

How important the Ghost Mother Soul Core was, their sect had already told them repeatedly that they must seize it at any cost.

"Damn Ouyang Feng, his poison is truly overbearing!"

"This poison can corrode magical treasures; multiple anti-poison talismans are useless—one must use a holy anti-poison artifact!"

"My very thoughts are being corroded by the poison—his poison is unheard of, able to corrode the spirit and magical treasures; everyone be careful!"

"Golden Armor Divine Person, appear!"

People continually employed various means to resist the poison.

Fang Yi charged madly while accelerating his absorption of the energy within the soul core.

He could clearly feel the changes in his body.

This was not only a mutation of the poison; his cultivation also seemed to be nourished, drawing him closer to the second stage of shedding the mortal womb.

Once he drained the energy from the soul core, he would surely break through completely!

This discovery filled him with delight.

"As long as I break through to the second stage of shedding the mortal womb, even if the pursuers behind me doubled in number, I would not fear."

Fang Yi thought to himself.

His situation was completely different from others.

His very being was poison; each rise in cultivation brought about a world-shaking change in his power.

As Fang Yi fled at extreme speed toward the distance, suddenly a sense arose; he jerked his head up and looked ahead.

He saw, within the thin mist ahead, a figure dashing toward him at great speed.

The figure's aura burst forth, undisguised.

Like a meteor striking sideways, it was unstoppable.

Even before fully closing in, a scorching, terrifying aura surged forward, causing the surrounding temperature to spike rapidly.

"What a powerful aura—who is this?"

Fang Yi's expression shifted slightly.

All along his charge, he had poisoned countless numbers; even the true heaven's pride of the four paths found it hard to approach him, yet nothing had ever given him this feeling.

This suddenly appearing figure gave him the sensation of a raging sea of fire.

But now, wanting to dodge was undoubtedly impossible.

Because the opponent's speed was extreme, rapidly closing in.

"Since retreat is impossible, there is only battle."

Fang Yi mobilized all the poison in his body, beginning to compress it repeatedly.

He cultivated a variant of One Qi to Origin, able to continually refine the poison, up to nine times.

Poison refined nine times would be more than four times stronger than before.

As he charged wildly, his body roaring, continually circulating his technique, ahead a tall man in a golden robe with a stern face was rapidly approaching.

He had a head of azure long hair, his eyes sharp like sword light; his whole person surged forward, his bearing like a flaming giant sword soaring into the heavens.

This aura was sensed not only by Fang Yi, but also by all those pursuing from behind.

"It's him! Flame Cloud Sword Zheng Tao!"

"He's Zheng Tao, senior brother on the Seek Immortal Path!"

"Sword cultivator Zheng Tao—he actually came too!"

"Senior brother Zheng, stop him quickly—he's Ouyang Feng, heir of the Poison Dao, who has obtained the Ghost Mother Soul Core!"

The crowd shouted loudly, recognizing the newcomer.

He is a famed powerhouse on the Seek Immortal Path,

stronger than Lu Mingxiao, Xiao Wuchen, and Ye Qingchan, because he is a sword cultivator who practices riding qi with the sword, nurturing sword qi in his chest, famed as being able to cut anything.

Although the Evil Martial also has a 'Sword Dao' branch, compared to them it is far inferior.

Because Evil Martial emphasizes breaking qi with the sword, nurturing sword intent in the chest.

The difference between them is like that between the Huashan Sword Sect and the Qi Sect; unfortunately, the Evil Martial's 'Sword Dao' lineage is incomplete, just as the Poison Dao requires later generations to slowly explore and advance—in this regard it falls far short of the Seek Immortal Path's 'Sword Cultivator'.

This Flame Cloud Sword Zheng Tao enjoys great renown, having cultivated sword qi for several decades.

One sword strike, and myriad things are sundered!

"What? He actually obtained the Ghost Mother Soul Core!"

Zheng Tao narrowed his eyes, his aura suddenly surging wildly and terrifyingly, countless sword qi manifesting around him, he said: "The Ghost Mother Soul Core can refine my sword qi, adding a yin-attribute sword qi to it; I have already cultivated three kinds of sword qi, and if we add this yin-attribute sword qi, my Sword Dao will become even more terrifying!"

"Stay!"

A fierce shout rang out, heaven and earth splitting apart.

Zheng Tao came forward with a single, terrifyingly unfathomable sword qi.

With a boom, heaven and earth seemed to split open.

A brilliant, enormous golden sword light, like a divine pillar from beyond the heavens, came crashing down toward Fang Yi, the very void seeming to blur as countless waves of air surged in all directions.

It's Sword Cultivator Zheng Tao making a move!

Yan Qingxuan revealed a cold smile and said: "Sword Cultivator Zheng Tao is a genius on the path to immortality; with him acting, it doesn't count as breaking the rules, Elder Hu—your Poison Sect's disciple is doomed today!"

To dare covet what isn't yours—that's overreaching!

Another elder on the path to immortality spoke coldly.

His name is Ge Xuan; just now he condensed divine light and almost stabbed Fang Yi to death with a finger from afar, but Elder Hu stopped him.

Therefore, at this moment he felt pleased.

Elder Hu's inner feelings churned, killing intent surfacing wave after wave.

"Ouyang Feng is a talent our Poison Sect painstakingly cultivated; his fate concerns the rise and fall of our Poison Sect. If he lives, he can renew our Poison Sect's path, bringing it to an unprecedented height; if he dies, our Poison Sect won't last long and will eventually collapse utterly. You dare kill our Poison Sect's hope—fine, fine, fine—from now on none of you will survive; I will poison all these geniuses and talents to death, turning them into pus and blood."

His triangular eyes flashed, nurturing a vengeful poisonous light.

"Elder Hu, what are you thinking?"

Yan Qingxuan suddenly shouted harshly, having seen Elder Hu's expression.

"What? Do I have to tell you what I'm thinking?"

Elder Hu, however, let out a vicious laugh.

"You!"

Yan Qingxuan felt a chill in his heart, startled by Elder Hu's behavior.

Is this old poisonous creature seeking revenge?

Fang Yi's killing intent rose sharply; his internal deadly poison condensed nine times in an instant, its toxicity instantly increasing fourfold.

That's not all.

He also instantly activated the Broken Shackles; inside his body came a series of crackling sounds, as if a mysterious shackle suddenly shattered, his inner power surging violently like a volcanic eruption; his body didn't retreat but advanced, directly charging toward Zheng Tao.

"Go die!"

"Tenfold strength!"

"Boom!"

He threw a punch, the deadly poison compressed, power surging; like a river of deadly poison it slammed hard into the sword light Zheng Tao had split forth, instantly producing a deafening roar.

It was as if a world of the Poison Dao collided with a world of the Sword Dao.

Countless amounts of deadly poison and sword qi swept outward from between them in a frenzy.

"Not good! Retreat quickly!"

"Go!"

Those who had been pursuing all showed fear and swiftly fell back.

Even so, someone still let out a miserable scream, struck by the sword qi and deadly poison, covering his neck as he spat blood, his whole body quickly turning black.

Zheng Tao's sword qi was already extraordinarily terrifying.

Now his sword qi was also tainted with deadly poison, increasing its lethality by several times or more.

Merely being caught in the sweep flung over twenty people aside, poisoned in their bodies, nearly dying miserably.

The combination of Poison Dao and Sword Dao caused devastation beyond imagination.

Even Fang Yi couldn't help but twitch his eyelids, his heart shaken.

Such a scene suddenly gave rise to an alternative idea in him.

Perhaps later he could cultivate the Sword Dao more to enhance his killing power.

Anyway, any martial art that reaches his body will automatically mutate into Poison Technique.

He can merge many martial arts into one and practice them all.

"Pfft!"

Facing him, Zheng Tao spat out a mouthful of blood; his originally towering aura instantly wilted—not only was he shaken by the blow from Fang Yi's tenfold strength, but he was also corroded by the poison whose purity had increased fourfold.

His entire body rapidly turned black at a visible speed, emitting a hissing sound as black blood oozed from his pores; he let out a miserable scream and flew backward like a cannonball, crashing with a boom into the mist.

Fang Yi's body flickered and he vanished in an instant.

His heart was ice-cold, and he didn't stop for a step.

The drawbacks of the Broken Shackles are too great.

Although he blasted Zheng Tao away with one move, he himself would quickly fall into a weakened state.

Once weakened, the strength of the people behind him would instantly kill him.

Now he cannot afford the slightest delay.

The people chasing him from behind all changed color, feeling incredulous.

"Is Flame Cloud Sword Zheng Tao wounded?"

"What joke, Flame Cloud Sword Zheng Tao was blown away by Ouyang Feng in one move?"

"His aura is off; he seems to have used a secret technique!"

Many sensed the abnormality.

"Boom!"

Suddenly a golden-armored divine figure tore through the void, like riding the skies, bearing terrifying golden light, holding a huge purple-gold hammer, and smashed down hard toward Fang Yi.

Fang Yi's face darkened; his body's deadly poison condensed nine times in an instant, and under his tenfold battle power he flicked a finger.

"Pfft!"

The deadly poison instantly landed on the golden-armored divine figure, causing his body to rapidly turn black; in the blink of an eye he became a dark silhouette, then repeatedly jerked.

"Bang!"

The golden-armored divine figure's body shattered on the spot and evaporated.

"He really did use a secret technique; his power surged more than tenfold!"

A master of the divine-seeking path shouted.

The golden-armored divine being just now was what he summoned to test Fang Yi.

"Using secret arts? Who doesn't know secret arts?"

The Azure Ox's face turned grim, and it suddenly let out a roar; its already huge body, like inflating, began to rapidly expand again, its skin flashing with metallic light, a terrifying aura like that of a savage beast emanating from within, and in an instant its size doubled, growing from the original 4.5 meters to over 7 meters tall.

"Ouyang Xiao'er, where are you going!"

The Azure Ox let out a great roar, like the cry of an ancient Kui ox, sped up, and chased toward Fang Yi at extreme speed.

His speed actually suddenly increased by several times.

Fang Yi charged forward, poisoning along the way, occasionally flicking his fingers to shoot out poison; who knows how much poison he sprayed behind him, causing the pursuing crowd to occasionally scream in agony.

Suddenly, Fang Yi's eyes lit up as he saw a patch of thick white mist ahead.

His thoughts turned, and without hesitation he dashed into it.

"Oh no, he's heading deep into the mist!"

"Stop him quickly!"

The crowd shouted in alarm.

Even the masters on the path of seeking immortals were shocked, continuously launching over ten treasures that blasted through the air and slammed down hard toward Fang Yi.

Danger lurked layer upon layer in the deep mist, especially the mist guarding the area.

The mist here connected to a broader, unknown region.

Perhaps the next moment would lead into an unimaginable place.

Unlike the mist in the safe zone, this is truly a place of danger and despair.

Clang clang clang!

Fang Yi flicked his fingers, corroding all the over ten treasures that had bombarded down; they instantly turned black and fell down.

Then his body flickered, and he instantly rushed into the mist.

Anyway, he carried deadly poison on himself, so he could leave marks along the way; worst case, he could just turn back and follow the marks out.

"Damn it!"

The crowd roared in anger, eyes red.

They watched helplessly as Fang Yi vanished into the deep mist.

They no longer dared to recklessly pursue.

For a little carelessness would truly get them lost.

Moreover, who knows if there aren't still uncleaned spirits inside; if they encountered one, they'd fall into great trouble.

Boom!

Just then.

A mirror flashing with white light descended from the sky, shining out a brilliant white pillar of light that shone straight into the deep mist.

The previously unusually thick mist would now automatically part at this moment.

Where the mirror's light shone, all the mist evaporated.

"It's the Vast Heaven Mirror!"

"Lu Mingxiao has made a move!"

"Great, with the Vast Heaven Mirror here, the mist here is nothing at all!"

The crowd was overjoyed.

The rear area.

On a wide, pure-white flying sword, Lu Mingxiao stood tall with an icy gaze, watching the mist rapidly disperse ahead, killing intent rising in his heart.

Too bad he learned the news too late.

He had been busy fighting for the Ghost Mother's remains, never expecting that the Ghost Mother's soul core had already been taken by someone else.

"He can't escape!"

The cultivator of the Demon Transforming Path who was with the Azure Ox, Yin Jiuchu, showed a cold expression, suddenly turned into a black giant snake, and chased straight ahead.

Seeing this, the crowd also rushed out again in frantic pursuit.

In the endless depths of the mist.

A vast white expanse, vision blocked, not seeing one's own hand in front of the face.

Fang Yi charged in all the way, quickly becoming as if he'd lost his direction.

The surroundings on all sides were almost identical.

"Oh no, this area is strange; I need to break through quickly to get out of here."

Fang Yi frowned, then suddenly spread his toxic domain, enveloping a three-li radius around himself.

After a moment, he actually directly sensed some poisonous insects and moths.

"Good, having poisonous insects and moths will do; I've mastered twenty sources of deadly poison, one of which is the Ten Thousand Insect Poison that can control myriad insects and make them mine—come back to me, all of you!"

Fang Yi's thought moved, and he controlled the Ten Thousand Insect Poison.

Instantly, all the poisonous insects and moths within a three-li radius swarmed in, dense and thick, at least thousands.

"Find me a hiding place at once!"

Fang Yi directly gave them the order.

Hum!

Numerous poisonous insects and moths instantly flew out, rushing in all directions.

In an instant, Fang Yi felt as if he had thousands of eyes.

The previously featureless white mist was no longer a blind void; it instantly became much clearer.

Soon, he found a hiding place, and with a flash of his movement technique, he vanished instantly.

Not long after, Fang Yi entered a concealed canyon.

As expected, the canyon's interior also contained countless poisonous insects and strange beasts.

Without a doubt, as his thoughts moved, the deadly poison spread, and these poisonous insects and strange beasts were again under his control, all rushing out of the canyon to stand guard.

Fang Yi himself flashed over to the deepest part of the canyon, sat cross-legged, and began to absorb that Ghost Mother Soul Core.

As he actively absorbed it, the power of the Ghost Mother Soul Core vanished even faster.

His cultivation and deadly poison also rose at a faster pace, as if he had reached a new critical point, and could break through at any moment.

The outside world.

The group of elders nursing their wounds all frowned, straining to look deep into the mist.

But the mist was thick, and they were too far away.

They had completely lost sight of Fang Yi's figure.

Even those who had rushed in could not see clearly at the moment.

"He's disappeared."

Ge Xuan furrowed his brow, staring at that mist, and said: "Even if he temporarily escapes the crowd, it's useless; under everyone's search, he will still be found—he's doomed to die!"

Seek Immortals, Seek Gods—there are ways to find people.

The Ghost Mother Soul Core is of utmost importance; how could they let it fall into the hands of the evil martial?

"This is the consequence of overreaching; sometimes when doing anything, one must first consider the consequences. This kid acts purely out of greed, caring only for the head and not the butt—his fate is only death."

A master of the Seek Gods path said coldly, "Elder Hu, you say that's right, right?"

He still hadn't noticed the vicious gleam flashing in Elder Hu's triangular eyes; instead, Yan Qingxuan had seen it early, his heart uneasy, extremely nervous.

"Yes, of course it's right."

Elder Hu sneered again.

As long as the heir of the Poison Sect dies, he guarantees that within three hundred years, not a single disciple on the four paths will dare to live.

Although he can't deal with those elders, poisoning their disciples to death is easier than eating and drinking.

He wants to sever their inheritance!

"Elder Hu, your... your smile seems off?"

The Elder of the Seek Gods path looked shocked and doubtful, saying, "You... you won't play foul, will you?"

The other elders also started in surprise, looking toward Elder Hu.

"What do you say?"

Elder Hu sneered.

Everyone's hearts jumped, and they felt uneasy and anxious.

Inside the canyon.

Fang Yi's cultivation was still transforming; his entire body was completely covered by a rich poisonous light, as if a gigantic poisonous cocoon enveloped him.

His flesh, bones, and major tendons were undergoing transformation; a roaring sound came from within his body, like blazing fire burning, bringing waves of scorching heat.

Three full days!

More and more experts gathered.

There were those from the four paths, as well as various great evil martial sects.

The original mist was forcefully cleared by them, and moreover someone released true fire, which began to burn in this misty region.

This is the method of the Seek Immortals path.

Their true fire burns everything, and is hard to extinguish.

It is an excellent means for land reclamation.

At this moment, to find Fang Yi, they have spared no expense.

The entire misty region was completely shrouded in a sea of fire, flames shooting to the sky, temperature scorching; many places were burned bare, turning pitch black.

"Damn it, this Ouyang Feng can really hide!"

"Even if he can hide, what's the use? Sooner or later we'll find him."

"Everyone be careful, don't fall for his deadly poison; although we drank Myriad Spirit Water, it's not a guarantee!"

"This guy's deadly poison is far worse than that of other Poison Sect members; he can corrode magic treasures and Golden Armor Divine Warriors; keeping him will surely be a disaster."

Many experts exchanged cold words.

Inside the canyon.

Fang Yi had undergone transformation for three full days.

That day, a roar finally came from within his body; his entire physique's qi and blood erupted, blood light blazing, the blood cocoon on his body burst open, revealing the form inside.

His entire being, both temperament and spirit, underwent a complete change.

Second step of the Shell Shedding achieved!

Moreover, it was not an ordinary second step of the Shell Shedding, but the peak of the second step.

The power of the Ghost Mother Soul Core exceeded imagination!

Of course, even more formidable was the deadly poison within his body.

Originally, the sources of twenty deadly poisons intertwined, forming a multicolored patch of light, but at this moment it completely changed, turning black as ink and devouring everything.

This is Chaos Poison!

It far surpassed ordinary deadly poison concepts, reaching the level of law.

"Unbelievable, this is a deadly poison of law."

Fang Yi's eyes flickered.

This is more than just a little bit worse than before.

Suddenly.

Fang Yi sensed something, looked toward outside the canyon, rose to his feet with composure, and walked over step by step.

Outside the canyon.

Seven people stepped on flying swords and hovered here.

Each had an otherworldly demeanor, like banished immortals, possessing a unique aura.

"Senior Brother Wang, it's up to you."

A youth in yellow robes glanced at the short-built youth in hemp robes beside him and said, "Remember, once you find Ouyang Feng's trail, you must absolutely not clash with him; his deadly poison can corrode magical power, so at that moment withdraw immediately and call the other senior brothers."

"Hmm."

The hemp-robed youth lightly nodded, and his divine sense instantly spread like an invisible wave into the canyon.

This is, on the path of seeking immortality, the most mysterious and most marvelous technique.

Ordinary disciples with exceptional talent find it hard to achieve.

To attain it, one must either spend time cultivating or be born with powerful mental strength.

Even Ling Mingxiao and Ye Qingchan have not mastered it.

"Senior Brother Zhao, aren't you being too cautious?"

A youth beside him laughed and said.

"No, you arrived late; you don't know how terrifying Ouyang Feng is."

The yellow-robed youth shook his head slightly, speaking solemnly: "His deadly poison can penetrate magical treasures, enter your body, and even burn the golden-armored divine beings of the immortality path, causing their spirits to combust; aside from divine sense, I fear any method will be poisoned by him!"

Divine sense is a mutation of spirit, stronger and more intangible than spirit.

That's why he invited this Senior Brother Wang.

"Really?"

The youth laughed: "In my view, there may be some exaggeration; the seven of us working together, possessing extraordinary means, need not fear him—if we can find him, a single move can subdue him!"

"What do you know?"

The yellow-robed youth snapped his head back, glared at him, and said: "If Ouyang Feng could really be subdued that easily, would we still be waiting here?!"

These junior brothers, newly arrived, simply don't believe what happened before.

They'll surely suffer a big loss sooner or later!

Just then!

Senior Brother Wang's eyes flashed, his divine sense seemingly detecting an anomaly.

He actually saw a blurry figure emerging slowly from the mist, surrounded by an indescribably eerie aura.

When he tried to use his divine sense to investigate further, suddenly he saw that figure merely raise a hand and point, exactly landing on his divine sense.

Whoosh!

Like gasoline meeting fire.

His divine sense instantly ignited.

It blazed from inside the canyon straight into the depths of his mind.

"Ah!"

Senior Brother Wang let out a shrill scream without warning, his eyeballs melting, black fire spewing from his mouth and nostrils, his whole body instantly engulfed by deadly poison.

With a hiss, he turned into a drop of pus and blood, dead beyond death.

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