Chapter 504: Pursuing and Killing Alone

The Ten Thousand Poisons Secret Workshop forcefully inserted itself into the battlefield, its Doll Gu sweeping away all before it, even provoking the intervention of the Witch tribe's powerful warriors.

Zhou You was on the scene, obtaining first-hand information and knowing that a great change was imminent.

The Witch people would certainly make an even more intense response.

Half a day later, the news reached the battlefield, and everyone knew that a group of poison-men under Du Taiyue had arrived to kill.

The Witch Banners suffered a crushing defeat, and this area of the battlefield returned to the hands of the martial artists.

Although powerful Witch warriors intervened and drove out Gu Insect-level Gu Insects to attack, Fu Manlun relied on the Doll Gu to protect his body and escaped, though he lost quite a few fellow sect members.

Now, the poison-men of the Ten Thousand Poisons Secret Workshop were scattering everywhere, hunting the Witch people like hungry wolves entering a flock of sheep.

The noble families knew full well the reason Du Taiyue was willing to pay such a heavy price; they had reached a tacit understanding beforehand and even fanned the flames from behind the scenes.

"The Book of Transformation and Myriad Wonders is the source of the Witch people's power; if you wish to exterminate their tribe, you must first sever their roots."

However, the Witch people were not the type to sit still and wait for death.

"Gaoyang, the enemy has reinforced their troops; the Witch leaders Zhao Wei and the two major tribes of Zi and Wu have come to assist."

"The poison weapons of the Ten Thousand Poisons Secret Workshop are formidable, and our boundary markers have not been moved nearby, so we cannot build Gu pools and altars."

"We must retreat."

A Witch person said loudly to Gaoyang Ruoqiang; no sooner had the words fallen than Liu Fengji used a flying fork to pierce his Leather Robe, inserting it between two rows of ribs and shredding his internal organs and all signs of life.

Liu Fengji did not get the better of it either, and was immediately bitten on the calf by Gaoyang Ruoqiang's Witch Beast and dragged from mid-air to the ground.

Both sides on the battlefield could already intuitively feel the change; not far away, the sky looked as if it were burning, and large swaths of Witch Banners appeared, only to be ignited and curled up shortly after appearing.

The poison light was multicolored, as eye-catching as a rainbow, encroaching upon the area that originally belonged to the Witch Banners.

The Witch people hiding behind them, if they could not save themselves in time, were submerged by the poison light on the spot, leaving not even bones behind.

Buzz, buzz, buzz—poison insects and Gu Insects rose in clusters like dark clouds to resist the encroachment of the poison light, falling one after another like raindrops.

The poison light released by the Doll Gu, even in a state of being unpiloted, still caused large-scale casualties to the Witch camp.

However...

"Young Master Liu, we should also retreat."

Deadly poison does not distinguish between friend and foe; it is still poisoning the Witch people now, but once it encounters a martial artist, it will not grow eyes and go around them.

It is conceivable that once the poison light approaches, all martial artists, except for the few who have anti-poison treasures, will be poisoned to death on the spot.

Liu Fengji looked at Gaoyang Ruoqiang with unwillingness; surrounded by a host of Witch experts like stars around the moon, he retreated like a receding tide.

It was no longer possible to fight; both the martial artists and the Witch people were retreating.

Zhou You looked around, but did not see Pei Li, nor did he see Bian Zhou; he could not even see a single face he was slightly familiar with.

The crowd surged like a tide, scattering in a rush; it was not only martial artists who brushed past him, but also Witch people.

"..."

Zhou You stared at Gaoyang Ruoqiang's group, put away his Iron Spear, and disappeared into the fleeing crowd.

By midnight, the surroundings were quiet with no human voices, and the bright moon hung high over the hillside.

Gaoyang Ruoqiang's group rested again; although there had been continuous chaotic battles, the fur coat he wore remained spotless and extremely luxurious.

Two Witch people beside him half-knelt, offering him food and water, while the other Witch people stood guard in the surroundings, wary of sneak attacks from any stray martial artists nearby.

"It is the poison-men who have ruined my grand plan again."

The more Gaoyang Ruoqiang thought about it, the angrier he became; last time the Witch tribe was hunting down Liu Fengji, they were on the verge of success when the poison-man Lu Zhigang ruined the good deed.

This time, the Witch tribes invaded on a large scale, using Witch Banners to isolate the world in all directions, and it was again the poison-men's sect that used poison weapons to destroy the Witch Banners, causing the originally excellent situation to go down the drain. This time, while both sides were locked in a fierce battle, they were ambushed from the rear by the Ten Thousand Poisons Secret Workshop, and the Witch people suffered heavy losses.

They were defeated in a muddled fashion; to speak the truth, the Witch people looked down on those little tricks of the Ten Thousand Poisons Secret Workshop. If they had Gu pools and altars, they could easily crush the Doll Gu and kill the people from the Ten Thousand Poisons Secret Workshop in return.

Yet, these two heavy weapons both relied on established territory.

The steps for the Witch people to invade Zhong Yuan were to capture cities and seize land; once the martial artists were driven away, they would move the boundary markers to the front line, and then the tribes would migrate accordingly, raising Gu pools and altars from the ground.

But since this battlefield was still in the territory of the martial artists, they could not use Gu pools or altars, which was why they suffered such a great loss.

"Losing first does not mean losing; once the boundary markers are moved here and the Gu pools and altars are all out, my Witch tribe's military force will strike straight into the Ten Thousand Mile Swamp, exterminate the Ten Thousand Poisons Secret Workshop, break the poison weapon Doll Gu, and capture Du Taiyue alive to be demoted to a bug-herding slave."

As Gaoyang Ruoqiang spoke, the group of Witch people beside him echoed his sentiments; they were all noble seeds among the Witch people, either descendants of powerful Witch warriors or peerless geniuses carrying young Gu Kings.

This group of Witch people was the most promising young generation in the tribal alliance, worthy of being called seed players.

In the successive battles with Liu Fengji, although they lost many companions, they also killed many children of noble families, achieving great results.

Despite the sudden change and the forced temporary retreat, in their view, this was not a failure, but a halftime break.

Once the powerful warriors cleared away the poison light of the Doll Gu, they would make a comeback, slaughter all of Liu Fengji's companions, and capture Liu Jia Ji Xiang Er alive as a trophy.

Encouraged by Gaoyang Ruoqiang, the Witch people ate and drank to restore the physical strength consumed in the great battle.

Under the moonlight, the Witch Beasts lay prone all over the hillside, either sleeping or rising and falling slightly.

Looking from afar, they seemed like quiet, towering mountains.

A human figure was cast on the ground; although the footsteps were light, there was no intention to conceal the movement, and the figure walked straight toward them.

"Who?"

A Witch person opened his eyes abruptly, seeing that the uninvited guest was alone. "Martial artist, are you here to throw your life away?"

The figure approached, and by the moonlight, he vaguely recognized Zhou You's appearance, realizing that his most formidable weapon was...

"A spear..."

The Witch person had just opened his mouth when his throat was sealed by a spear; a large clot of blood surged into his mouth, but he could not say a word.

Whoosh—the Iron Spear was retracted, and the corpse hit the ground with a muffled thud, startling more Witch people.

Zhou You held the Iron Spear and said loudly, "Zhou You of Fucheng, here to challenge the descendant of the Gaoyang Clan."

In an instant, this hillside awoke from the deep night; the Witch Beasts woke up, and one by one, the Witch people stood up.

Gaoyang Ruoqiang was the first to react, because he had heard his own name.

However, he was a descendant of the Gaoyang Clan, not someone that any Tom, Dick, or Harry could challenge.

The other Sorcerers sneered, mocked, and looked on with indifference, already treating Zhou You, who had intruded here, as a dead man.

Even for Liu Fengji, intruding into their land without companions or Gate Guests would mean certain death.

What's more, Zhou You's background is that of a common martial artist, not a scion of a noble family, nor a sect Disciple; he is merely a nobody!

"He killed Mudahan and Huotunu, so his strength is not to be trifled with; which of you will go take his head and present it to me first?"

Gaoyang Ruoqiang did not respond to his challenge, instead turning his head to ask the Sorcerers beside him.

Although Zhou You's strength is great, in his eyes, that is all there is to it; wanting to challenge him personally requires more than just strength.

Sure enough, the Sorcerers were extremely excited, one after another volunteering to fight, "Let me come!"

(End of this chapter)