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Chapter 1217

A vast swamp! Altars in the style of shamans rose from the ground, like stubborn tumors growing on the earth, surrounding it from all sides.

The once vast swampy sea was now surrounded, divided, and filled by these altars, compressing the space inch by inch.

In the wilderness, the bodies gnawed by insects and strewn with white bones lay scattered—the remains of a murdered Poison Martial Arts disciple.

The vast swamp sea, which had once been helpless against countless forces, was now on the verge of destruction in the face of an attack by hundreds of witch tribes.

The second-generation disciples below the sect leader and his wife generally either died in battle or surrendered, resulting in heavy losses.

Meanwhile, heavyweight elders of the same generation as the sect leader, such as Chan Juan'er and Toothless Viper, also fell one after another in battle.

Today, the vast marshland has reached a dead end.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

In a dilapidated secret room, Lu Chongsheng helped Chu Jianxiu sit down, looked around, and was filled with emotion.

"Back then, Du Taiyue was stabbed by Peacock Sixth Brother and led us to hide in an underground stone chamber, but Lu Zhigang seized the opportunity to kill him and take over the Wan Du Secret Workshop's business."

"I never thought I would be able to return to this stone chamber after so many years, but of all those people from back then, only I am left."

Looking back, Lu Chongsheng realized that Lu Zhigang was gone, Chan Juan'er was gone, and even the Toothless Viper was gone...

When her husband first met Xiu Li, he fought against nine powerful martial arts masters from the Wu tribe. Even with all his strength, he could only pull her away to escape, leaving behind the last piece of the base in the vast swamp sea.

The current situation is just like that of the Poisonous Taiyue of yesteryear; it has reached a critical juncture of life and death.

"No reinforcements."

Chu Jianxiu clasped his hands together and used the Wanxiu Mountain secret technique to heal his injuries. Lu Chongsheng handed him a medicine bottle, but he shook his head and refused, saying, "Keep it for yourself. This medicine won't be of much use to my cultivation level."

"At least it has some effect. Don't forget that I contacted the Cao family and supplied them with some supplies."

"Even if the Cao family leaves Weinan City, they will be living hand to mouth. They don't even have enough for their own needs, so how could they possibly give you much?"

Chu Jianxiu pressed down on Lu Chongsheng's hand, "I just need to rest for a while."

Above their secret chamber, through layers of silt and black water, the great shamans from the witch clan patrolled back and forth, killing the hidden poisonous weapons detected by the Gu worms, and screams of agony echoed from all directions.

As the Poison Warrior lay dying, he glared at the Witch with venomous eyes and cursed, "If Poison Goose were still here, no, even if Poison Taiyue were here, none of you savages would survive."

The sorcerer he cursed was at the sixth level of the Martial Realm. He chuckled to himself, realizing that even the two mentioned by the other party combined were no match for him.

That was truly a case of speaking without thinking.

With a tremor of his fingertips, a speck of dust suspended in mid-air rapidly swelled into a mountain-sized Gu Emperor. The Gu Emperor opened its mouth and swallowed the opponent whole. Poisonous energies and palm poisons not only had no effect, but instead became nourishment.

Sensing this scene, Chu Jianxiu said dejectedly, "I am ultimately no match for my father-in-law, and I cannot protect this family business!"

Lu Chongsheng comforted him, "If we can't hold it, we can't hold it. If we die here, at least we'll have an explanation!"

The couple held hands, savoring the last remaining moments of tenderness. With the methods of a sorcerer, the Gu worm could travel to the heavens and the earth, seemingly capable of anything.

During this time, a large number of Gu worms dug deep into the ground searching for their traces; it was only a matter of time before they found them.

Not to mention, on the altars in all directions, one after another, poisonous warriors were devoured and dismembered by insects, their tragic scenes were everywhere, and their cries were deafening, their voices spreading to the ends of the earth and beyond the vast swamp, tormenting them at all times.

My death is imminent!

Chu Jianxiu and Lu Chongsheng knew perfectly well that even Zhen Beige was dead, and the once mighty Bei Xuan Zhu had been reduced to a homeless dog.

The six northern provinces have long since changed drastically and are no longer owned by the human race.

"Heh heh, what bullshit Poison Taiyue, dog shit Poison Goose..." A powerful martial arts shaman laughed wildly. In the era when these two were in charge, he was still a hunter, and later he was promoted to shaman.

I did not face these two directly, but since following the Holy King to conquer the six northern states, I have rarely seen any truly formidable human martial arts practitioners.

As a result, he became even more arrogant and looked down on human martial arts.

As for the newly reborn couple, Xiu Lu and his wife, although they put up a strong resistance, they were at most rather fierce prey.

"You can talk about Poison Taiyue, but don't mention Poison Goose. What did Poison Goose do to you?"

A poisoner suddenly appeared in front of him and angrily questioned him.

The great shaman became interested, and while the remaining poison warriors were being chased by the shamans, some of them, unafraid of death, showed themselves.

The incantations on his body were stirring, and the worms scattered in the air and under his feet were awakening from their dormancy and stirring.

A quick glance revealed that the poison-wielding opponent wasn't particularly strong; he seemed to be... a martial arts master, no, a powerful martial artist...

He was about to take a third look when suddenly his heart skipped a beat, and he realized that something terrible was about to happen.

"What's your name?"

The strong man's face was weathered and his arms were thick and muscular, with tendons wrapped around them like a coiled dragon. He said "Oh" and introduced himself, "My name is Lu Zhigang, and I have absolutely nothing to do with dog shit."

The next moment, he slightly released his palm, and the force suddenly surged forth, passing through the many traps set by the great shaman. The Gu worms, being living creatures, actually became stiff and rigid, allowing him to penetrate them unimpeded.

The great shaman didn't hear clearly, and when he saw him make his move, he almost broke out in his boots. He crossed his arms and raised them, and two divine weapons flew out from his sleeves.

Since the invasion of the witches, countless powerful warriors and martial arts masters have been killed, and their remains have been reused to forge divine weapons.

Because the witches absorbed the essence of martial arts, they also absorbed and completely absorbed the techniques for forging divine weapons. As a result, the level of witches' divine weapons improved rapidly and is no longer inferior to that of human martial arts.

These two divine weapons are incredibly sharp, and coupled with the fact that the enemy is unarmed, they have a significant advantage.

The next moment, a gaping maw emerged from the Poison Warrior's palm, swallowing the two divine weapons with a gulp, without any ripple.

The force emitted from empty hands could actually swallow up a real divine weapon; this bizarre situation was terrifying.

The great shaman's mind raced, and he suddenly coughed violently. His heart's blood fell to the ground, and immediately, countless black dots appeared. These black dots devoured each other and grew larger, eventually transforming into an ugly infant with a human head and a worm's tail.

Upon seeing the infant, the other party was slightly surprised, "Someone actually managed to cultivate it; this is the Infant Palace Gu."

"How did you know?"

This is a top secret of the Witch Clan, the most advanced secret technique in the Book of Myriad Wonders of Transformation, and even not every Great Witch possesses the qualifications.

The Great Shaman is the most favored disciple of the Senluo Shaman, and only the disciple of the newly promoted Shaman leader is qualified to master his cultivation methods.

The Infant Palace Gu roared, about to wash the world in blood, but was grabbed by a hand and crushed on the spot.

The great shaman seemed to be dreaming, knowing that he had been struck by the opponent's palm force, and watched his body turn into countless flying catkins.

His memory suddenly became incredibly clear. "My name is Lu Zhigang."

Poisonous Goose... Lu Zhigang, wasn't he dead for many years? How come he's back?

The moment the Great Witch fell, countless poisonous insects in the vast swamp screamed, their cries shaking the heavens and frightening the invading Gu worms into turning their heads and scrambling around.

Suddenly, an altar split in two, revealing the white bones buried in its foundation.

(End of this chapter)