Chapter 164: Husband

Swish!

Without the slightest reservation, Li Miao's saber thrust directly into the Miao King's right shoulder and then swept out from her left rib.

The Miao King hadn't even seen Li Miao's movement clearly before she felt the intense pain coming from her body.

Witchcraft, after all, is a method that seeks help from external objects.

Even for the Miao King, her reaction, eyesight, and speed were only slightly faster than ordinary people, and could not be compared to a Heaven-Man expert, let alone Li Miao.

Her expression had just changed slightly, and her eyes had not yet focused on Li Miao before him, when Li Miao's palm saber had already swept out from her abdomen.

"Hmm?"

Having succeeded in one strike, Li Miao flashed and appeared a zhang away.

He took off his right glove and threw it to the ground.

Hiss—

The moment the glove touched the ground, a large cloud of white smoke instantly ignited, accompanied by a "hissing" sound; the glove actually melted through the ground and disappeared.

Gu poison.

The blood on the Gu soldiers' bodies contained Gu poison, and the Miao King was naturally no exception.

Moreover, just one touch had corroded the silk glove Li Miao had worn for years; if it dripped onto a person, it would likely melt a hole straight through them in an instant!

Li Miao looked up at the Miao King.

His strike just now had swept through half her organs and cut open her entire chest and abdomen. By rights, the Miao King should have had her internal organs spill out and died on the spot.

Not only did the Miao King not fall, but she continued to look coldly at Li Miao, showing no signs of injury at all.

But her clothes had indeed been torn open with a large hole.

"Lord Li, your Wu Gong is truly extraordinary."

"If it weren't for me, anyone else here would probably be preparing their funeral arrangements."

The Miao King said coldly.

"It's a pity you insist on making things difficult for me."

"Old Man Silkworm was one of the Heaven-Man experts sent by the Imperial Court to hunt down Rui'er. His famous Wu Gong is the 'Silkworm Art,' which is best at healing."

"But his 'Silkworm Art' was only created by imitating witchcraft. The person he consulted back then was none other than the previous Miao King."

"I indeed do not know Wu Gong, but when it comes to witchcraft, no one in the world can compare to me. Healing, naturally, is also much better than that Wan Tianzong."

The Miao King spoke slowly and unhurriedly, seemingly full of confidence.

Just now, when Li Miao's palm saber slashed across, the moment it left her body, her severed torso had already largely healed, catching her blood and internal organs, so it seemed as if Li Miao had slashed at empty air.

This healing speed was simply not like that of a human.

Yet no one knew that she was just feigning composure.

Just now, Li Miao's strike had truly almost made her unable to resist dodging; she had just forced herself to suppress it and pretend to be at ease.

What she said was half truth and half bluff.

She also had weaknesses; this healing method could not be used at will and required a price.

Inside her body, an extremely important Gu insect had already died.

However, even so, Li Miao could no longer attack her at will.

Because the Gu poison in her body was more lethal than any strange poison in the world. Even the silk gloves woven by Li Miao could not withstand it. If it touched skin, Li Miao would also suffer.

Li Miao turned a deaf ear, only looking at his glove.

After a moment, he looked up at the Miao King.

"Do you know why I wear these gloves?"

"I can already accommodate a perfect Vajra in my body; my physical body is far tougher than these gloves. But if I need to kill many people, I always habitually wear these gloves. Because this was a gift from my first confidante."

"Next time she sees me and asks, what should I say?"

Li Miao said indifferently.

"I've changed my mind."

"Since you are not easy to kill, that's perfect."

"I will make your death very, very long."

"You will beg me to kill you."

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"Master, the blood is still fresh."

An Ziyang stood up and threw away the wooden stick that had been poking at the snake corpse.

"Lord Li should have left not long ago."

He pointed in one direction.

"There is a fresh smell of blood over there; Lord Li should have gone that way. If we follow now, counting the time Lord Li spent killing enemies on the way, we should be able to meet in about half a cup of tea's time."

The two of them hurried along, following Li Miao's footprints, and had already chased to the place where Li Miao had slaughtered the snake group.

An Ziyang's Wu Gong was not great, but he had many methods, and having dealt with the Tang Men for many years, his skills in identifying poison, distinguishing poison, and tracking were above most Jianghu people. He could easily avoid poisonous things and quickly see the direction Li Miao was heading.

So their speed was not slow, and the distance between them and Li Miao was constantly shortening.

Yong Jie nodded, pulled up An Ziyang, and then exerted his light-body technique to the fullest, entering the cave leading to the Pupa Chamber.

As soon as they entered the cave, the two of them smelled an almost suffocating fishy stench and saw the corpses of the Great Shamans of the Twelve Sect Branches.

But neither of them cared, just continuing on their own.

Crossing countless corpses, the soles of their shoes were soaked with blood, and stepping on the ground made a "squelching" sound.

Finally, the two arrived at the end of the passage.

The stone door at the end had already been kicked down by Li Miao, and their view was unobstructed, seeing the situation inside the Pupa Chamber at a glance.

"!!!"

Yong Jie's face turned pale instantly, and the hand grabbing An Ziyang also loosened involuntarily.

Because he saw the Miao King.

He would never recognize her wrongly... it was her, it was her.

His wife, Ling'er's mother, the Great Shaman who disappeared ten years ago, Ge Puqi.

At this moment, the Miao King's clothes were seven or eight parts torn, her beautiful body looming, and she looked at Li Miao with an ugly expression.

Li Miao was currently stepping on a severed arm.

Boom!

Flesh and blood splattered, and the severed arm was crushed into a puddle of meat paste by him.

"Keep growing, don't stop."

Li Miao said.

"I'd like to see just how much flesh you can grow."

Inside the Pupa Chamber, it was already a mess.

Not to mention the various wood chips and broken stones on the ground.

At this moment, dozens of scarlet marks were distributed on the surrounding walls and ground.

These marks were radial, as if a piece of flesh had been struck by a huge force, directly flying apart and sticking to the walls and ground.

These marks were all flesh and blood Li Miao had dismantled from the Miao King's body and then beaten into meat paste.

Just like when he dealt with Old Man Silkworm that day.

You can grow, right? I want to see how much you can grow.

An immortal body, if it doesn't have enough self-preservation power, will only bring more prolonged pain.

Before the words had faded, Li Miao suddenly disappeared from where he was.

When he appeared again, he was already standing behind the Miao King.

"!!!"

Several venomous snakes on the Miao King's body bit toward Li Miao out of reflex, but the Miao King's reaction was slower.

Squish.

The Miao King looked down; from her chest, a hand extended.

In its hand, it was clutching her heart.

She looked up, wanting to run forward a few steps, at least not to hang on Li Miao's arm anymore.

Her foot had just lifted, but it was frozen in mid-air.

"Gurgle... gurgle..."

A strained sound came from the Miao King's throat.

No matter how immortal her body was, speaking required expelling air from the lungs. At this moment, Li Miao had pierced her chest, making her unable to speak.

Yong Jie, however, knew what she was saying.

The gazes of the two met across a distance of dozens of zhang.

Yong Jie knew the Miao King was saying: "Husband."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 165 =====