Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Fear, like an icy tide, instantly engulfed Tang San's entire body.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead, soaking his robes. He stared wide-eyed at the dark green miasma surrounding him, and the strange poisonous creatures that appeared and disappeared within it—things he had never even seen before!
He prided himself on being a top expert in poisons in the Tang Clan, but in the face of Dugu Luo's poison skills, he was like an ignorant illiterate, not even qualified to distinguish them.

Seeing the horrified and distorted expression on Tang San's face, Dugu Luo slowly curled her lips into a faint smile.

But in Tang San's eyes, that smile was even more terrifying than the savage grin of a hellish demon.

"Aren't you wondering why all these poisons are ones you've never seen before?"

Her voice was light and airy, yet it was like a poisoned needle, piercing Tang San's heart again and again.

"Don't be surprised." Dugu Luo toyed with the poison bottle in his hand, a faint purple mist swirling around his fingertips, his tone laced with a touch of languid cruelty, "These poisons were all carefully cultivated by me using my own body—specifically for you, Tang San."

"Just take a deep breath, just bear the pain." She took a step forward, the dark green miasma surging with her steps. "Anyway, I won't poison you to death."

"At most... I'll just torture you for now."

The moment the words fell, the surrounding venom surged violently, and countless dark green liquids coalesced into the shape of a giant python, with distinct scales and menacing fangs, each exuding a suffocatingly potent venomous aura.

Tang San's expression changed drastically. Without the slightest hesitation, he used the Ghost Shadow Step to move like a ghost through the poisonous swamp, trying to escape this land of death.

But those giant pythons formed from venom were like tracking soul guides with eyes, moving at an astonishing speed, relentlessly pursuing his trail.

The python's roar was deafening, and its stench was overwhelming, making it difficult for him to breathe.

In his panic, Tang San stumbled, and the poisonous swamp beneath his feet suddenly churned. A venomous python seized the opportunity to leap out, its sharp fangs biting his ankle!

A sharp pain shot through his body like an electric current, followed by a stream of scalding liquid flowing into his bloodstream from the wound. The burning sensation felt like it was melting his bones!

Tang San felt all his strength drain away in an instant, and he couldn't even muster the thought of mobilizing his soul power to summon his martial soul. His body fell uncontrollably from mid-air and crashed heavily onto the edge of the poisonous swamp, splashing up a cloud of dark green mud.

Instant kill!

The dignified Tang Sect Patriarch of Douluo Continent, Tang San, who was reborn and unparalleled in his scheming, was actually killed instantly by someone else's poison technique!

He collapsed to the ground, his body convulsing violently, painful groans escaping his throat, cold sweat soaking every inch of his skin, even his fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

Dugu Luo's footsteps slowly sounded, one step, two steps, three steps... steady and slow, as if measuring Tang San's despair.

She stopped in front of Tang San, looking down at him without a trace of pity in her eyes.

Just then, Tang San suddenly raised his head, a mad and ruthless glint flashing in his eyes!

His fingers twitched slightly, and an almost invisible black streak of light, carrying a deadly aura, shot toward Dugu Luo's throat—it was the King of Hell's Decree!

That was his last trump card, the deadly hidden weapon that had killed a Soul Saint in one blow ten thousand years ago!

He risked his last ounce of strength, wanting to use this death warrant to kill Dugu Luo!
The sound of the hidden weapon piercing the air was barely audible, yet it was incredibly fast.

But Dugu Luo seemed to have anticipated this. She didn't even dodge to the side. She simply raised her hand, and with a gentle pinch of her slender white fingers, she accurately grasped the Yama's Decree that was shimmering with a ghostly light.

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted!
The next second, something even more horrifying happened—Dugu Luo slightly tightened her fingers, and the Yama's Decree, which was said to be an incurable poison, was crushed to pieces by her!
The powder landed in her palm, but instead of corroding her skin, it seemed to find its true home, transforming into wisps of black mist that slowly merged into her body. "How...how is this possible?!"

Tang San screamed, his voice filled with unbelievable fear, as if he had seen the most bizarre sight in the world.

That's a death warrant!
One of the most domineering hidden weapons of the Tang Clan, it can kill two at once, and its deadly poison is incurable! Even if the limb is severed the moment the poison needle enters the body, it cannot stop the spread of the poison!

Even he himself had to push the Xuan Yu Hand to its limit when using the Yama's Decree, daring not to touch it in the slightest.

But this woman actually crushed the death warrant with her bare hands and even absorbed the deadly poison into her own body!

This is absolutely unbelievable!
"Are you surprised?"

Dugu Luo bent down and approached Tang San, her smile becoming increasingly playful. Her fingertips traced across Tang San's face, which was contorted with fear, and the icy touch sent a shiver down his spine.

"I thought you would always have the victory in your grasp."

"But I didn't expect that you were nothing special."

"No wonder Lord Mo Yan has never taken you seriously." Her voice carried a hint of sarcasm, as if she were evaluating a piece of worthless trash. "Indeed, her judgment is still sharp."

You're nothing but a clown.

Before she finished speaking, Dugu Luo's jade-like hand suddenly turned a strange bluish-green color, and countless poisonous bubbles swelled up in her palm. In an instant, they transformed into a small, jet-black snake, its tongue flickering and gleaming with a chilling light.

"But you don't need to worry." She looked at the despair in Tang San's eyes and spoke gently as if to comfort him. "I won't kill you."

"They'll just treat you like the perfect guinea pig, and play with you slowly."

"Anyway, for someone like you, living... is far more valuable than dying, isn't it?"

"Don't come over! Don't come over!"

Tang San completely broke down. He struggled to crawl backward, but his body seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move even an inch.

Since his rebirth, he has had a smooth and successful life, his schemes have been successful in everything he did, and his experience of returning as a god has made him so arrogant that he thinks he has no rivals in the world.

But now, he truly understood what despair and fear meant—the feeling of powerlessness, of death so close yet having no strength to resist, almost crushed his reason completely.

This time, no one will come to save him.

The small, bluish-green snake lunged at Tang San, its sharp fangs piercing deep into his neck.

A piercing scream instantly echoed throughout the poisonous swamp, a sound filled with extreme pain and despair, heart-wrenching and agonizing.

But to Dugu Luo's ears, those pig-like screams sounded like celestial music.

Unfortunately, this poisonous swamp shrouded in miasma blocked out all sound, and no one but her could hear it.

...(End of chapter)