Chapter 95: Fame Across Heaven and Earth! Shocking All Directions!

Jiang Wushang, who was being fought by several people, couldn't help but show great delight on his face, and shouted: "Lu Mingxiao, since you know my friend's great name, why don't you leave immediately? Do you really want to anger my friend?"

Lu Mingxiao, Xiao Wuchen, Ye Qingchan, and Luo Qingyu all had their faces turn grim.

They had already surrounded Jiang Wushang; capturing him was only a matter of time, and that precious treasure was destined to fall into their hands, but they never expected to have underestimated this Poison King Ouyang Feng.

The opponent's poison was so potent that even Holy Spirit Water could hardly take effect.

At this moment, they could only briefly resist by fully circulating the Poison Avoidance Technique.

"You have stopped Jiang Wushang; I have a forbidden technique that can be briefly deployed, giving me about ninety percent confidence to cut down the opponent."

Suddenly, Lu Mingxiao cautiously sent a voice transmission to the others.

Xiao Wuchen, Ye Qingchan, and Luo Qingyu's eyes flashed with divine light; without hesitation, they immediately increased their assault and bombarded toward Jiang Wushang.

Jiang Wushang instantly fell back into a passive state, his expression changing drastically: "Are you really courting death? My friend kills without hesitation and will show no mercy."

Lu Mingxiao's body suddenly burst forth with a dazzling layer of lightning, crackling, and from his forehead a strand of consciousness spirit light expanded, condensing into a spirit blade wrapped in countless lightning bolts, which instantly slashed toward Fang Yi.

In an instant, heaven and earth seemed to freeze.

Space in all directions seemed to suddenly condense.

Even the leaves and gravel that had been flying about from their blows suddenly remained motionless.

Jiang Wushang's expression changed greatly; he felt his body difficult to move, this forbidden technique was not aimed at him, yet he could still be affected—one can imagine how Fang Yi's side would fare.

"Divine Territory, you have cultivated Divine Territory!"

Jiang Wushang shouted in alarm, "Be careful!"

Fang Yi's eyes narrowed; he instantly sensed a tremendous danger approaching, and his body tried to move quickly, but he was surprised to find that the surrounding space seemed to have condensed, making it hard for him to move at all—he could only wait in place, watching helplessly as that strange spirit blade merged into the void and struck in an instant.

An unprecedented life-and-death crisis surged forth, causing his blood energy throughout his body to boil like a raging pot, the Myriad Poisons Refining Prison Technique operating at its limit, and he suddenly let out a great roar.

"Roar!"

"Boom!"

The membranes trembled all over, like a dragon's chant, accompanied by the might of the Lion Roar Technique.

His body, at the critical moment, finally regained movement; toxic fire surged throughout his body, he raised his treasure blade and fiercely slashed at the incoming spirit blade.

"Clang!"

A piercing metallic sound rang out.

It was as if a blade had struck a burning meteor; the tremendous shockwave instantly disordered the toxic fire on his body, his Vajra Armor seemed to crack open, and his arms went numb.

What shocked him was that the spirit blade suddenly vanished, as if evaporated, nearly causing his body to falter.

At the same time, the danger looming over him did not lessen in the slightest; instead, it grew even more severe.

Suddenly, his hairs stood on end; without thinking, he let out another great roar and swiftly turned to deliver a vertical chop.

The spirit blade that had just disappeared reappeared, slamming hard against his treasure blade.

"Clang!"

Another piercing metallic sound rang out.

This time, however, it carried a strange mental impact, like countless steel needles, instantly flooding his mind, causing a stabbing pain in his brain as if pricked by needles, he spat out blood and his body swayed.

That spirit blade, however, vanished for the second time.

Lu Mingxiao instantly revealed a cold smile: "You are doomed!"

Martial way is ultimately martial way!

Perhaps impressive in the early stage, but in the later stage they are ultimately no match for him.

Seeing the spirit blade disappear once more, Fang Yi's body bristled with killing intent, toxic energy surged, a large hand suddenly gathered, and the Myriad Poisons Refining Prison Technique surged again.

"Boom!"

The space within a radius of several tens of meters was suddenly enveloped by a mysterious aura, as if it had become Fang Yi's palm-space, even the air seemed to solidify.

In all directions appeared strange phenomena: terrifying skeleton phantoms, poison dragon phantoms, giant elephant phantoms all emerged, along with vast expanses of black toxic mist surging and swelling.

"Top-tier martial technique!"

Lu Mingxiao's eyes flickered slightly.

Top-tier martial technique, in the martial way system also belongs to an exceptionally rare martial technique.

It can produce tremendous phenomena.

Even previous Blood Path adepts and Weapon Path adepts have not learned it.

This Poison King Ouyang Feng actually understands it.

Suddenly!

Fang Yi's headspace silently split open; the spirit blade that had just vanished reappeared, bearing dazzling lightning, swooping down to slash at his body at extreme speed.

There was not a hint of sound.

Nor any ripple.

Everything reached the utmost speed!

However, Fang Yi, as if he had eyes on his head, suddenly lifted his head, stepped with his foot, shot up into the sky, and swung his whole palm, blasting forcefully toward the heavens.

In an instant, countless phantoms, black mist, and toxic energy from all directions, as if lavish, surged straight to crash into the spirit blade slashing down from the sky.

"Rumble!"

A violent explosion erupted in midair, rolling toxic smoke spreading boundlessly, heaven shaking and earth swaying.

"Crack!"

That gleaming spirit blade shattered once again.

Lu Mingxiao spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning deathly pale, as if suffering backlash, feeling a stabbing pain in his mind, his body rapidly retreating.

However!

Although the spirit blade shattered, countless shards of light, dense and numerous, shot toward Fang Yi.

Fang Yi waved his treasure blade, pushing the Crazy Demon Blade Technique to its limit, like a black-red wall.

Clang clang clang clang!

All the light points shattered completely.

His body fell to the ground again, his eyes icy, poisonous fire surging, his armor also turned blurry, his gaze suddenly swept over several people, and he said sternly: "Not a single person can leave alive today!"

"You"

"How is that possible?"

The other three all contracted their pupils, showing shock.

Suddenly!

Fang Yi stomped his foot, tugging the earth veins; the earth veins he had secretly filled with deadly poison instantly exploded, the earth shook and mountains trembled, roaring loudly.

Everyone engaged in the fierce battle all shouted loudly, quickly scattered, and exerted their full divine power to dispel the aftershocks and impact of the earth vein explosion and the incoming poisonous gas.

Fang Yi's body flashed, and with a swoosh he charged straight at the three.

"Damn it!"

Lu Mingxiao's face turned deathly pale, he hastily retreated, filled with hatred, and turned to leave.

But Fang Yi had already rushed after him from behind, without a word, the Crazy Demon Blade Technique instantly enveloped him.

"Ouyang Feng, you can't do anything to me!"

Lu Mingxiao shouted.

Pfft!

His body was instantly sliced apart, flesh and blood flying everywhere, a gruesome sight.

But all the flesh and blood that fell to the ground suddenly blazed up, turning into a speck of ash that spread a sandalwood scent.

Fang Yi frowned, without hesitation, and continued madly chasing the other three.

The three were all shaken by the explosion and had poisonous gas rush into their bodies; they tried to scatter and flee, but Jiang Wushang quickly seized two of them, after which Fang Yi struck each down, cutting them apart one by one.

Bang bang bang!

Flesh and blood burst open.

The three's bodies, like Lu Mingxiao's, exploded and immediately their flesh and blood burned like dry grass, turning into ashes scattered across the ground, giving off waves of rich fragrance.

"Dead?"

Fang Yi frowned, looking at the enemies' ashes, yet felt an indescribable strangeness.

Since they're dead, why did their flesh suddenly combust?

Even their flesh and blood contained a sandalwood scent!

"It's not that simple; this is their Incense Fire Body, and their souls are still alive."

Jiang Wushang shook his head and explained: "The Seekers of the Divine Path cultivate mental power, believing that spirits exist between heaven and earth; they keep their minds pure and fully unite with spirits, and through special methods they can condense an Incense Fire Body."

First, the Incense Fire Body can serve as a substitute for death; second, it lets them increase their strength more quickly—but if you cut their Incense Fire Body, it's equivalent to severely damaging their vital energy, and they won't recover for several years.

"There's still something like this?"

Fang Yi's expression changed slightly.

"Incense Fire Body!"

"Isn't that just like having a second life?"

"No wonder those who follow the four paths are so arrogant, looking down on martial arts in every way."

"Today he gained yet more insight."

"Uh-oh, more people are coming—let's get out of here fast!"

Suddenly, Jiang Wushang's expression shifted slightly, as if sensing something, and he hurriedly rushed toward the front-right.

Fang Yi immediately spun around in a quick circle, unleashing the Poison Shadow Miasma; like a lingering afterimage, deadly poison instantly saturated the ground, spreading in all directions, making it impossible to tell where they had left from.

After doing all that, his body swayed and he quickly caught up to Jiang Wushang.

Along the way, Fang Yi kept poisoning the earth veins nonstop.

"However!"

Just as they had rushed out of a grove, something still happened inevitably.

Boom!

A terrifying roar erupted, the sound shaking the heavens; a boulder weighing thousands of catties was hurled at them with inconceivable force, filled with violent energy like a terrifying bomb, smashing fiercely toward Jiang Wushang.

"Seal!"

Jiang Wushang bellowed, and a brilliant purple sigil suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, rapidly expanding and slamming onto that thousand-catty boulder.

Bang!

The boulder didn't shatter; instead it halted, as if affected by gravity, and slammed hard onto the ground in an instant.

All the energy that had been poured into the boulder vanished completely, as if it had been sealed.

Jiang Wushang's body jerked to a halt; he lifted his head and his expression shifted.

"What a fine Demon-Sealing Seal! Jiang Wushang, surviving the hands of Lu Mingxiao and the others is already impressive—but how long can you hold out?"

A sound suddenly came from the mist ahead.

Incense fragrance intertwined, sand flew and stones rolled, light flickered.

Within the layers of mist, a group of people quickly approached, and in the blink of an eye they were right before us.

There were as many as two waves of troops.

One wave was led by a tall youth in blue robes, handsome-faced and of extraordinary bearing, with four or five Dao-guarding experts at his side.

Among them, one expert was notably different.

His body was extraordinarily tall, clad in a silver short-sleeve, his complexion sallow, his stature over three meters, his arms thick, his whole body glowing with a bronze sheen like a cast-iron tower, and the skin exposed on the outside brimmed with power.

「Lin Tianya! 」

Jiang Wushang narrowed his eyes, deeming that person the leader, and then reminded Fang Yi: "Be careful, that burly man beside him must be an expert of the Path of Transforming Demons!"

Experts of the Path of Transforming Demons have obvious physical traits: the larger the build, the stronger the fleshly body.

Wherever they go, they can be recognized at a glance.

The opponent stands about three meters tall, and his physical form is surely terrifyingly unfathomable.

"You're really unlucky."

Fang Yi let out a light sigh.

This top-tier martial art manual is indeed not so easy to obtain.

"Jiang Wushang, with your condition you can't keep that thing; the Little Poison King's deadly poison can only be used as a surprise, once or twice but not thrice. We've watched your earlier fight, so give up."

The second wave was led by a woman, her tone flat, echoing in this place.

This is an expert of the Plain Maiden Sect from the Path of Seeking Gods, named Murong Xue, wearing an all-white long dress, unstained by dust, skin like white jade, bones like ice and snow, features exquisitely beautiful; every word and action draws people in involuntarily.

However, beside her there is another woman.

She is even more bewitching, capable of overturning all beings, her face and figure full of smiles, like a devil, ready to steal one's soul.

She wears a beaming smile, barefoot with pure white feet, clad in a gown as thin as fine sand, some intimate parts faintly visible, greatly stirring desire, making it hard to endure.

Even Jiang Wushang dared not look at her, immediately lowering his head and sending a mental transmission to Fang Yi: "Don't look at her; she is a successor of the Path of Desire—glancing at her easily drains one's primordial yang!"

Fang Yi's heart jolted, and he instinctively averted his gaze.

Within his body, the 【Poison Emperor Asks Longevity】 circulated, specks of light blossoming from his chest and spreading through his organs, rapidly restoring the stamina he had expended.

At the same time, his mind grew clear.

Originally somewhat agitated by the woman's gaze, but as the 【Poison Emperor Asks Longevity】 circulated, the inner agitation gradually faded, restoring calm, unaffected.

"The Poison Emperor Asks Longevity has such an effect!"

Fang Yi thought to himself.

"Hehe, Jiang Wushang, are you shy? Come over, let sister have some fun with you—could you still be a novice?"

The girl of the Path of Desire let out a giggling laugh, her smile becoming even more radiant, as if making a hundred flowers wilt; especially her voice carried a magnetic quality that could steal hearts.

Just hearing her voice, ordinary men could not bear it.

Once, a successor of the Path of Desire walked the streets, merely strolling around, and ninety percent of the men on the street lost their primordial yang, from elderly centenarians to seven- or eight-year-old children—none spared.

"Little brother, do you want to play with sister?"

The Path of Desire girl gave a hehe laugh, fixing her gaze on Fang Yi.

She felt slightly surprised in her heart.

This Little Poison King seemed unaffected, his gaze still indifferent, coldly looking at her.

Such composure is extraordinary.

"I've heard the Poison Martial lineage masters all kinds of deadly poisons; perhaps some poison can suppress desire? But if a man has no desire at all, what's the difference between him and death?"

The girl's mind turned, and she revealed an even more radiant smile as she looked toward Fang Yi.

She didn't believe he truly lacked even a trace of desire.

Her lineage's technique is peculiar; it once made eunuchs burn to death from lust, and as long as one is human, one cannot pass the Desire Gate!

"Hahaha"

Suddenly, waves of wild, unrestrained laughter sounded from afar, rapidly approaching, accompanied by gusts of flying sand and stones, causing the mist to surge swiftly.

Waves of powerful surges rapidly swept in.

Everyone quickly looked up.

Just behind Jiang Wushang, two more people rapidly approached, charging forward while emitting ear-splitting manic laughter that echoed all around.

In the blink of an eye, the two figures had already appeared here first.

The two wore identical black attire, their faces full of madness, baring feral grins, hair disheveled, their aura wild and chaotic, like two terrifying beasts.

"Lu Mingxiao and Xiao Wuchen have actually been taken down; the Little Poison King of the Poison Martial lineage, Ouyang Feng, is indeed formidable, formidable!"

The youth in black on the left revealed a mad grin.

"Path of Madness!"

Jiang Wushang's expression changed again.

They were actually invited too? I had no idea!

This is his mistake!

"Jiang Wushang, aren't you going to give up yet?"

After the two Path of Madness youths appeared, a figure finally emerged from behind them, face cold, speaking—indeed the expert from the Path of Seeking Gods who hired them.

Chu Qianshan!

However, these two Path of Madness youths are overly mad; since they entered, he has felt a faint inability to control them, but fortunately they haven't done anything too outrageous.

Moreover, he still needs to rely on them this time, so he has endured.

"Great, you've all come!"

Jiang Wushang said in a low voice.

Outside the secret realm.

Numerous senior figures wore grim expressions, already employing great measures to help the disciples who had earlier escaped detoxify.

They waited silently, anticipating the outcome.

But soon they saw several streams of consciousness light rush out from the five-colored passage, their faces slightly changing.

"It's Lu Mingxiao and Xiao Wuchen"

"Also Ye Qingchan and Luo Qingyu"

"Their incense bodies were shattered?"

This group of elders swiftly moved forward, poured in divine power, shrouded their souls, and prevented any ambush.

"What happened?"

The elder of the Nine Heavens Sect inquired with a grim expression.

"We were ambushed by the Poison Martial lineage; their poison exceeded expectations—even Holy Spirit Water can't withstand it."

Lu Mingxiao's face darkened.

"Poison Martial lineage."

"It's him again!"

The elders' faces darkened slightly.

Undoubtedly.

The name of Poison King Ouyang Feng had become utterly famous among their god‑seeking pursuits.

"This is the last wave, right?"

Fang Yi let out a soft sigh, gazing at the powerful foes surrounding him.

"Yes, absolutely the last wave."

Jiang Wushang replied gravely, "All the experts who ought to show up have shown up, and even those who shouldn't have shown up have appeared."

"Then that's fine."

Fang Yi nodded, then glanced at Jiang Wushang and said, "How about you give up?"

"Me?"

Jiang Wushang's expression shifted suddenly, and he quickly turned to Fang Yi.

"Forget it, just joking."

Fang Yi responded.

Even if Jiang Wushang refused to yield, and even if he actually did, this crowd would never spare me.

He had realized he had incurred everyone's wrath.

From the moment this group appeared, several strong auras had covertly locked onto him.

It appears his deadly poison has indeed inflicted a serious effect on them, breeding apprehension and a determination to eradicate him at any cost.

Especially the two youths of the Mad Demon Dao, whose eyes brimmed with savagery, have been fixed on him throughout.

"As usual, you stop those god‑seekers; I'll take care of the others!"

Fang Yi replied, pulling the bundle from his shoulder, giving it a light shake—the cloth ripped open to reveal a jet‑black, ferocious great bow, demonic energy coiling around it.

"Huh?"

The Demonic Transformer expert, who had been utterly still, suddenly raised his eyelids, as if sensing something, then swiftly swept his gaze toward Fang Yi, his eyes blazing with killing intent.

"Flood Dragon Bone Bow!"

This is their prized treasure on this journey!

Lost for almost a century!

And it's in the enemy's hands?

"Give it to me!"

The Demonic Transformer expert suddenly roared, thrusting out his massive hand like thunder—deafening and impossible to refuse.

Fang Yi gave a cold snort, said nothing, but drew a great spear from behind, laid it on the bowstring; poison fire surged across his body, clanging loudly, the just‑faded Poison Fire Vajra Armor reappeared on him, making him resemble a molten lava giant.

"Come take it!"

Fang Yi's voice was ice‑cold, consisting of just two words.

The great bow creaked, its string half‑drawn, aimed directly at the Demonic Transformer expert.

The Demonic Transformer expert's pupils shrank; his entire body was instantly locked, his pores standing on end, giving him a feeling that he dared not move rashly.

For he well knew the might of the Flood Dragon Bone Bow.

Once drawn, the arrow's force is boundless!

Anyone it locks onto meets disaster.

For a moment, the scene fell into an indescribable silence.

But shortly after, Jiang Wushang launched himself, charging wildly at Lin Tianya and Murong Xue.

A crowd immediately engaged, sending out low, terrifying rumblings.

Even Chu Qianshan jumped into the fray, lunging at Jiang Wushang to begin seizing the treasure.

The two Mad Demon Dao youths smirked ferally, exchanged a glance, then flickered, bringing waves of violent, terrifying aura from two directions straight at Fang Yi.

As they lunged, they let out hysterical ha‑ha laughter, deafening, their blood qi surging to the heavens, their power violent.

Mad Demon, Mad Demon—only madness forges a demon.

The greater the danger, the more frenzied they become!

The enemy has only one bow; if he locks onto the Demonic Transformer expert, he cannot lock onto them!

If he locks onto them, he cannot lock onto the Demonic Transformer expert.

They wanted to see what the opponent would do.

"Kill!"

The two smirked ferally and surged forward to bombard Fang Yi.

Even the Lust Dao maiden smiled, using a strange bewitching art in her gaze, fixed on Fang Yi, wanting to see how long he could hold out.

But Fang Yi remained unmoved, his eyes icy, still holding the great bow, firmly locked onto the Demonic Transformer expert.

Poison fire surged across his body, the temperature swiftly climbing.

Even the Dragon Elephant Scripture was suddenly set in motion by him.

The four-attribute deadly poison combined with strength poison filled the area densely.

Boom! Boom!

Two terrifying waves erupted.

The two youths of the Crazy Demon Dao finally struck Fang Yi with a terrifying, unfathomable force, producing a sound like a great bell, after which a strange scene appeared.

Their faces changed in shock, and they suddenly cried out.

The poison fire on Fang Yi's body, like encountering fuel oil, surged along their blood vigor, directly rushing toward their bodies, instantly covering them and turning the two into fire beings.

Ah!

The two shouted loudly, rapidly retreated, and desperately circulated their blood vigor to suppress.

But the harder they suppressed, the fiercer the poison fire burned, until finally even their five viscera and six bowels began to scream with pain, as if countless divine needles were stabbing everywhere, and all their blood turned into steel needles that flew out from their pores.

The four-attribute deadly poison frenziedly invaded their bodies.

Even though they had previously taken Holy Spirit Water and gained resistance, they could not completely block the four-attribute poison, immediately falling into great trouble and crying out repeatedly.

Chu Qianshan, who was about to strike Jiang Wushang, suddenly changed expression and hurriedly looked at the two brothers.

How is that possible?

The Lust Dao maiden who was performing the alluring technique also suddenly changed color.

This poison technique is too strange.

Just a slight movement caused the two Crazy Demon Dao practitioners to be afflicted?

Come!

Fang Yi's voice was ice-cold, still firmly locking onto that Monster Transformation Path master.

From beginning to end, he did not glance at anyone else.

That Monster Transformation Path master felt shock and anger, metallic light flowed over his body, faint beast roars came from within, a tiger and a bear beast soul reappeared behind him, his aura terrifying and coiling around him, causing his momentum to rapidly rise.

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes, channeling all his strength into the bowstring; though he could not fully draw it, he still released it instantly.

Boom!

The light was terrifying, the power shot straight into the heavens.

The fearsome spear instantly surged fiercely toward that Monster Transformation Path master.

Heavenly Gang Beast Wall!

The Monster Transformation Path master roared loudly, the tiger and bear beast souls behind him also roared, emitting a deafening sound as his fist blasted out, charging forward together.

Boom boom boom!

Wave after wave of deafening terrifying sounds erupted, and the heavens and earth instantly erupted in chain explosions.

Like dozens of missiles detonating instantly.

Whoosh!

Boom!

At the instant of their collision, a second arrow had already shot fiercely through.

Pfft!

The Monster Transformation Path master let out a loud roar, was instantly pierced through the chest, blood spattering, the beast bones all over his body resonating with a clang, deafening, the terrifying poison surged wildly outward from his body.

But just then!

Fang Yi suddenly stomped his foot on the ground, ice-cold shouting: "Get lost!"

Boom!

The deadly poison exploded, blasting the surroundings; the Lust Dao maiden who had just approached and taken advantage of the chaos to strike suddenly turned pale, let out a muffled groan, and was flung backward.

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