Chapter 81: Strike Down Bai Wuchen! Black Corpse Attacks!

It must be said, Bai Wuchen seized his opportunity extremely well.

When Fang Yi was entangled by that terrifying giant beast, he pulled the giant bow and fired a horrifyingly unfathomable demonic arrow, which directly shattered Fang Yi's Vajra Armor and also sent Fang Yi flying backward while vomiting blood.

That terrifying giant beast was extremely ferocious; at the moment Fang Yi flew backward, it, covered in dreadful poison, lunged straight at him, lashing out with a vicious claw.

Fang Yi's heart suddenly became extremely calm.

Although he was blown backward by the giant bow's shot, under the erosion of layered defenses his body suffered little harm; moreover, having previously practiced the Separating Fire Technique, his body surged with toxic fire, instantly forming a third layer of defense that wrapped the incoming arrow in toxic fire.

Seeing the giant beast's claw sweep horizontally, Fang Yi's eyes turned cold, he raised his palm, and slammed it down heavily again.

Five layers of deathly qi surfaced from his palm in an instant.

Poison Coffin Soul-Burying Palm!

Boom—boom—boom—boom—boom!

A series of terrifying booms erupted, as five successive huge coffins slammed violently.

It was like five layers of toxic mountain ranges smashing heavily onto the giant beast's body.

"Roar!"

The giant beast let out another earth‑shaking roar, its massive body was heaved upward and flung backward, crashing heavily in the distance; dreadful toxins raged wildly inside it, incessant destruction made its vision darken, its blood began to melt, and its bones emitted a crackling sound like rusted metal about to shatter.

You must know that earlier he had been hit by Fang Yi's successive seven or eight drops of toxic blood, which had pierced into his mouth.

Those toxic blood drops were a fusion of Fang Yi's entire body of poison, simultaneously containing three parts—fire, earth, and metal—of intense poison.

Any one of them alone would be enough to kill an ordinary Muscle‑Tendon Changing Realm cultivator.

The three poisons fused together—how tyrannical their toxicity!

At this moment it also endured Fang Yi's heavy blow; poison piled on poison, its vision darkened, it roared repeatedly, blood foam filled its mouth and nostrils, it thrashed its head wildly, and even the light before its eyes became disordered.

It could no longer get up.

"What?"

Bai Wuchen widened his eyes, showing shock, feeling his own vision also flickering into darkness.

He had activated the Flood Dragon Bone Bow, yet he still couldn't kill this person!

How could this person's defense be so strong?

The Flood Dragon Bone Bow is a demonic bow, not something belonging to the martial way.

He had obtained it by luck in a mysterious cave.

This bow was left by an expert who walked the Demonic Transformation path; it is extraordinarily heavy and imbued with demonic nature.

Even with his Muscle‑Tendon Changing Realm strength, he could not fully draw it, managing only to pull it back one‑third.

Nevertheless, the arrow it fired was still unstoppable, easily able to slay an ordinary Muscle‑Tendon Changing Realm cultivator.

But now, it was actually blocked outright by someone presumed to be a Marrow‑Washing Realm cultivator!

Isn't that absurd?

"Bai Wuchen!"

Fang Yi suddenly turned his head, his eyes icy cold, and looked at Bai Wuchen.

All he saw was Bai Wuchen's whole body rotting, his skin purple‑black, his face pitted from corrosion by poison, his eyes filled with shock.

He seized the great bow, turned and fled, intending to escape in another direction.

"Swish!"

Suddenly, Fang Yi leapt forward, in an instant giving chase and flicking his finger.

"Pfft!"

A drop of blood fused with countless poisons, like a hidden weapon, shot out instantly with a sharp, piercing whistling sound, heading for Bai Wuchen.

Bai Wuchen heard the movement, his face flushed with rage, and he hurriedly tried to dodge.

But under the poison's influence, his reaction was still slow.

And it was far, far too slow!

"Bang!"

A scarlet drop of toxic blood struck his right shoulder all at once, breaking through all his defenses and slamming into his body.

"Ah!"

Bai Wuchen immediately let out a painful wail.

That drop of blood exploded instantly inside his body, countless poisons wildly spreading and invading.

His body seemed about to burst into flames.

Fang Yi then continued flicking his fingers, sending another successive seven or eight drops of toxic blood flying over instantly.

You must know that reaching the Fifth Layer of Blood‑Qi allows one to return blood to its origin; the blood inside the body holds immense vital energy, unusually heavy— a single drop can crush an ordinary bowl, and using one's own blood as a hidden weapon is perfectly normal.

Fang Yi merely did this on that basis, adding poison to it.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Bai Wuchen's body emitted continuous thuds, his mouth filled with incessant wails.

In an instant, he was pierced through by those seven or eight drops of toxic blood.

The terrifying poison wreaked havoc inside his body, causing unimaginable destruction.

Finally, he could bear it no longer; his body lurched outward and crashed in the distance, his face twisted in pain, feeling as if his limbs and bones were melting, his whole body going limp.

His bones were all beginning to crumble and soften.

His major tendons within were still struggling to support him.

He was a Muscle‑Tendon Changing Realm cultivator; his major tendons connect the limbs and torso, and as long as they remain intact, his life force is hard to fully dissipate.

But the more this is the case, the more intense the suffering he endures.

"Ouyang Feng, hear me out: when a person is about to die, their words are good. That city lord Fan Dongyang is not a human, but a Black Corpse taking shape; inside the city there is a Shadow Tower, which he established, and all members of the Shadow Tower are his corpse servants, having been injected with his black corpse qi."

Pfft!

Just as Bai Wuchen was about to open his mouth, suddenly, a dazzling, piercing cold light flew from behind, extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning, and in an instant it sliced across Bai Wuchen's neck.

Bai Wuchen's head was instantly severed by that cold light from his neck and flew high into the air.

Large amounts of blood spattered everywhere.

Veins pulsed on Bai Wuchen's face, his eyes open in death.

Fang Yi's expression changed, and he abruptly looked up.

From where that dazzling cold light had flown, a sudden wave of gloomy, icy, terrifying aura emanated, and a tall, sturdy figure exuding strong deathly energy rapidly approached.

Whoosh!

Boom—

He leapt up from the mist, landed heavily on a large rock, and instantly crushed the rock to pieces.

He stood about 2.6–2.7 meters tall, his whole body covered in thick, gloomy black hair, his eyes crimson and eerie, a smile on his face, as he charged toward Fang Yi.

"Excellent, truly excellent—I never expected the renowned Ouyang Feng to be a physician from the Hall of Hundred Herbs in disguise; no wonder the City Lord has been searching everywhere for you and couldn't find you!"

The black-clad figure laughed and said.

Fang Yi's pupils constricted slightly.

It's him!

The old servant who had once delivered pills to me!

The steward of the City Lord's mansion!

He actually appeared here as well.

"Surprised?"

The steward showed a smile and said, "After I delivered the pills, I have been waiting at the government office gate; the City Lord long knew that Ouyang Feng was interested in advanced martial arts, so he deliberately had false information posted to see who would appear nearby."

I had considered everyone, but I never imagined a physician from the Hall of Hundred Herbs would show up; I was puzzled, but then I realized the key—your background—you seem to be from Sifang Cun, and Ouyang Feng is also from Sifang Cun, so after a little comparison I followed you here.

He wore a look of pride, apparently very satisfied with his deduction.

"Finished speaking?"

Fang Yi's expression was cold.

The earth's meridian qi began to boil silently, as if countless yellow earth-colored dragons were crawling along his soles into his body.

It was merely a matter of killing another person.

(End of chapter)