Become invincible from practicing poison skills

Chapter 89 A Mysterious Night! Another Shot at the Immortal Seeker! (Part Two!)
boom!
The ground roared, and gravel flew everywhere.

A terrifying, deadly poison permeated the air.

The surrounding area was filled with thick poisonous gas. Fan Dongyang's body lay on the ground, his body almost completely deteriorated, and the fear on his face had not subsided. The terrible poison had already penetrated his internal organs.

It melts away all the internal organs.

"Your family... your family will not let you get away with this."

Fan Dongyang gave a bitter smile, conveying a deep sense of resentment.

The next moment, his body began to expand rapidly, his flesh bulged, his hair stood on end, and his body began to grow rapidly like a balloon.

Fang Yi frowned, sensing something was wrong. He was greatly alarmed and immediately disappeared.

boom!
A violent explosion shook the earth, sending countless streams of poison and corpse fumes flying wildly.

Several streams of corpse energy burst forth, transforming into streaks of green light. As if possessing consciousness, they emitted silent roars, like ghosts, rushing towards Fang Yi at breakneck speed.

Despite Fang Yi being close to his limit, he was still being tracked by those eerie green lights. Poisonous fire erupted all over his body, clanging loudly, and his Vajra Armor quickly transformed into a golden bell, blocking his way.

All that could be heard was a clanging sound.

The several streams of corpse energy that rushed in caused the golden bell to shake violently, and the runes on its surface cracked as if it were about to explode.

Fortunately, the aurora borealis managed to block the green light.

The various poisons within his body quickly enveloped the corpse energy, fusing it into one that floated in the space before him.

The corpse gas, enveloped in deadly poison, took on a bizarre shape.

It seemed to be some kind of strange rune.

"what is this?"

Fang Yi's eyes narrowed as he stared intently at the strange rune.

Subconsciously, I used my mental energy to probe a little.

In an instant, his spiritual power seemed to traverse space, discovering that the inside of this rune was a hidden world, with a cold and ancient aura, seemingly connected to a mysterious underworld.

Even through the runes, he could feel a chilling, oppressive aura emanating from the other side of the space, filled with death, as if a pair of cold eyes were sweeping coldly in his direction.

In an instant, the hairs on Fang Yi's body stood on end.

I got goosebumps.

He quickly severed his mental energy, greatly alarmed.

"This is a mark? Fan Dongyang wants to implant this into my body so his family can use it to find me and avenge him? What a brilliant plan! What a scheme!"

What is this existence?
Just sensing it from afar almost drove him to a mental breakdown.

Could it be at the level of a Corpse Ancestor?
This Fan Dongyang must have a very impressive background deep within the fog.

Unfortunately, I managed to stop the mark now.

"If I inject this into someone else's body, wouldn't that divert attention and make the Black Zombie Clan go after someone else?"

Fang Yi's eyes flickered, and an idea suddenly popped into his head.

After a moment, I still felt uneasy.

Forget it.

Carrying this thing on your person is like carrying a time bomb.

Although it wasn't injected into their own bodies, no one was sure whether it would be detected by the other party's family.

Therefore, throwing it away as soon as possible is the right thing to do.

Fang Yi thought for a moment, then carefully controlled the mark with a potent poison. Finally, he came to a corpse on the ground and carefully injected the mark into the corpse.

brush!
When the mark encounters a corpse, it takes root as if it were lifted off the ground, instantly and firmly growing within it.

Fang Yi picked up several large spears from the ground, absorbed the poisonous gas in the surrounding area, turned around and left, heading towards the outskirts of the city.

The city lord is dead!

From then on, the sea was wide enough for fish to leap freely!

He was heading to the truly great city—Chifeng City!

"And the shopkeeper... I wonder if the shopkeeper is still alive."

The entire city was in turmoil, with countless figures fleeing in panic.

Almost everyone was heading north, bringing their families and friends; the number was countless.

Even many gangs are migrating en masse.

Just half an hour after Fang Yi left, a loud and deafening cry of a crane suddenly came from the south of the city, breaking through the thick fog. A snow-white crane carrying three figures rushed from afar and returned to the city.

As soon as they returned, their expressions changed, and they rode their cranes towards the northern city.

As the crane landed, they jumped down and surveyed the surroundings.

"Someone forced their way through and killed all the soldiers? Oh no, these corpses are all poisoned. It's that Ouyang Feng!"

One of them let out a startled shout.

The young woman beside her casually waved her hand, and in a flash, grabbed a passerby, coldly demanding, "I'm asking you, what's going on here?"

"I don't know either. I heard from others that the Poison King Ouyang Feng appeared and poisoned the city guards, thus opening a door of convenience for us. Please spare our lives."

The man spoke in alarm.

Where is City Lord Fan Dongyang now?

The young woman shouted.

"I didn't see it either, please spare me."

The man spoke in terror.

"Go away!"

The woman casually tossed the man away, and the three of them immediately jumped back onto the crane and headed towards the city lord's mansion.

"Fan Dongyang, come out and see us!"

One of the men in the blue robe shouted loudly.

But the entire city lord's mansion was silent.

Apart from the numerous servants, there was no response.

The three of them scanned the area with their spiritual power and their expressions changed drastically.

Fan Dongyang is not at home.

"Could it be that they've discovered Ouyang Feng's whereabouts and gone to pursue him?"

The three were filled with turmoil and once again headed towards the northern part of the city to pursue the enemy.

At the same time, the young woman took out an ancient jade from her person, cast a mysterious spell, and began to contact the other members of her sect.

A moment later, she received a response, and her face lit up with joy. She said, "Junior brothers, Senior Brother Lu will be passing by here soon. He has a treasure called the Shadow-Chasing Mirror. We can use it to find Ouyang Feng!"

"That's great! Senior Brother Lu actually came too!"

"Then let's track him down while contacting Senior Brother Lu!"

The two said happily.

The crane's voice was clear and melodious as it soared through the sky, heading straight north.

Unfortunately, there were too many people fleeing, and the scene was chaotic. They couldn't find Fang Yi at all, nor could they see any signs of a battle.

Several times during this period, scanning the mental energy revealed absolutely nothing unusual.

Amidst the chaotic crowd, Fang Yi concealed his inner turmoil, appearing no different from an ordinary person.

He looked at everything above him and kept moving forward.

"I didn't expect them to be the first to catch up. Weren't they supposed to be searching for some great treasure?"

However, they probably won't notice themselves.

And so time passed.

In the hurried escape of the crowd, a day passed by unnoticed.

The cranes overhead flew back and forth four times.

I scanned the area with my mental energy seven or eight times, but each time I found nothing.

Night comes.

The temperature in the wilderness began to drop rapidly, and the fog became thicker and more turbulent, like an endless black tide coming from all directions, threatening to engulf everyone.

Even the surrounding sounds suddenly became much quieter.

"It's foggy! Everyone stop immediately and set up camp right here! Set up camp right here!"

"The fog is coming, stop!"

"Don't go any further!"

Some traveling merchants in the crowd couldn't help but shout, their expressions panicked, and they immediately ordered their men to stop.

At the same time, their men were shouting, causing the crowd in front to stop.

The group of people who were walking forward clearly noticed something was wrong, and their expressions changed slightly as they quickly stopped.

This fog came on very strangely.

This road is clearly a safe trade route, and it shouldn't be obscured by the thick fog. But somehow, it's fogged up.

Even the temperature suddenly dropped by seven or eight times.

"What's going on? Why has it suddenly gotten so cold!"

"Won't there be any problems?"

"Don't jinx it, don't talk nonsense."

The crowd began to discuss it.

Even Fang Yi couldn't help but frown, looking at the surrounding mist and feeling uneasy.

Cultivating to this level makes one exceptionally sensitive to bodily sensations, especially in times of crisis, sometimes giving rise to a mysterious sixth sense.

At that moment, this sixth sense became extremely unsettling.

Eventually, at the urging of the traveling merchants, the crowd quickly gathered, lit bonfires around the area, and linked the carts together to block the way.

The thick fog arrived quickly, and the surrounding area was soon completely shrouded in darkness.

Looking around, the surroundings were gloomy and dark, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

"The shopkeeper isn't in this group; he's probably still ahead."

Fang Yi glanced around at everyone and thought to himself.

"What's with the fog tonight? Why did it suddenly get so thick? Manager Zhou, you've been doing business in both places for years and are used to walking at night. Is it always like this?"

A martial artist at the Qi and Blood Realm couldn't help but ask an experienced traveling merchant for advice.

The traveling merchant, who was over fifty years old and possessed the strength of the third level of Qi and Blood, looked uneasy and tense. He looked around and said, "It rarely appears. I have only heard some news about it from older traveling merchants."

His face was pale, and he kept wiping away cold sweat.

As if they were afraid of something.

"Could there really be some story behind this fog?"

Everyone was shocked and stunned by his words and actions.

Even Fang Yi looked over in confusion.

"Forget it, we can't mention it. If we do, something bad will most likely happen."

"That's what Manager Zhou said nervously."

"No way, this road is a designated safe route by the dynasty. What could possibly happen? Didn't we have an agreement with the beings deep in the mist?"

"Could it be that you're just too nervous?"

Everyone looked at Manager Zhou with confusion.

"Legend has it that night fog is not formed from ordinary water vapor, but rather from the accumulation of yin energy and resentment. Whenever a thick fog blankets the sky at night, the boundary between yin and yang becomes blurred, and evil spirits roam freely, leading to a series of terrifying events."

Shopkeeper Zhou whispered, "Someone once saw a huge black shadow in the night fog, its outline neither human nor human. With each step it took, black blood seeped from the ground. Anyone who saw it would go mad, eventually having their eyes filled with bloodshot veins and exploding to their death. Others would find their shadow suddenly detach from the ground, twisting into another entity, and beginning to mimic the original's movements, devouring its flesh and blood."

"Okay, okay, stop talking."

"That's pretty creepy."

"Talking about ghosts at night is bound to lead to something strange."

The crowd dispersed spontaneously, each person feeling a chill run down their spine.

Before they knew, they were curious.

But once you find out, you wish you were as far away from it as possible, as if you'd never heard of it at all.

The campfire crackled and popped.

Fang Yi sat upright on a large rock, closed his eyes to rest, and pondered the road ahead.

The maps I bought earlier are all memorized.

Qingyang City is thousands of miles away from Chifeng City, with seven or eight supply points of varying sizes in between.

The closest place is over a hundred miles away.

His thoughts were wavering when suddenly a chill ran through him, and he felt a shiver run down his spine.

A chilling feeling crept up behind me, as if something was approaching.

Fang Yi suddenly opened his eyes and coldly swept them behind him.

But his pupils contracted slightly, and he saw a huge black shadow appear in the thick night fog, neither human nor inhuman, neither far nor near, silently looking in this direction.

When he rubbed his eyes and looked more closely, the giant shadow disappeared again.

It was as if nothing had happened.

“Hiss!”

He gasped and instinctively gripped the precious sword in his hand.

No way!
Did he really win the lottery?
Time moved slowly, and the only sound all around was the crackling of burning firewood.

Most people were already asleep.

Even though a small number of people didn't sleep, they didn't notice anything unusual.

Fang Yi gripped the knife tightly, remaining extremely vigilant.

In his left hand, his index and middle fingers were slightly bent, and a deadly poison condensed between them, gradually compressing, as if it had turned into a drop of black liquid. It was extremely powerful and brewed terrifying energy.

Just as time was passing by, bit by bit.

In the distance, two white cranes were still flying in the air.

The two men and one woman I saw during the day were sitting on atop one of the cranes.

On the other crane was a stern-faced young man, dressed in a dark yellow robe, his expression cold, as if he didn't care much about anyone.

"Senior Brother Lu, you must have had a long journey to get here."

The young woman smiled, her eyes seemingly sparkling.

"It's nothing, but I never expected that a few days' delay would lead to Junior Brother Zhou's death. This is my fault. We must find Ouyang Feng as soon as possible so that we can seek justice for Junior Brother Zhou!"

Out of consideration for his pride, the young man in the yellow robe spoke a few more words in a more conciliatory tone.

After all, a beautiful young woman is bound to be likable.

"With Senior Brother Lu's help this time, we will definitely be able to find the other party."

The young woman, Zhou Mei, chuckled and said, "By the way, did Senior Brother Lu encounter any trouble along the way?"

The young man in the yellow robe frowned. He didn't want to pay attention, but he couldn't help but say, "The great sects deep in the mist are all making moves, each seeking their own opportunities. Along the way, I encountered people who follow the path of 'Seeking God'."

"People seeking divine guidance? What are they doing?"

The young woman was astonished.

The two people beside him were also surprised.

"They seem to have discovered a treasure that suits their methods, and now they've gathered at a supply point, forming a large operation. As a result, many people have been forcibly detained there, and I almost got detained myself."

"That's what the young man in the yellow robe said."

"Is there such a thing?"

The young woman was surprised.

"Hey, something's up down there!"

The young man in the yellow robe looked down from his high vantage point, his gaze sharpening. He said, "A mountain monster has taken shape?"

"There are quite a few refugees below, Senior Brother Lu, would you like to take a look?"

Zhou Mei looked down.

"Go away!"

The young man in the yellow robe casually tossed out several talismans, which fell from the sky and instantly entered the surrounding mist, making crackling sounds as if they had turned into lightning and struck into the mist.

"what!"

In an instant, a shrill scream erupted from within the thick fog, the sound piercing and ear-piercing.

It was as if some terrible monster had been injured.

The eerie sound startled everyone awake, sending chills down their spines.

They were then horrified to discover that the thick fog that had enveloped them was receding rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, like the receding tide, revealing the original path in the blink of an eye.

Fang Yi was also startled and looked up.

It's them!
The person I saw during the day!

Here they are again!
"The path to immortality is indeed wondrous, it can break through the thick fog so easily."

Wow!

A young man in a yellow robe, after driving away the mountain monster, casually flicked his wrist, and a mysterious mirror was unleashed, emitting a pale yellow light that fell towards the crowd below.

One by one, the figures were quickly swept across by the mirror's light.

When the mirror light fell on Fang Yi, he suddenly stopped moving. The originally pale yellow mirror light suddenly became several times more intense, as if it had suddenly transformed into a blazing sun, shining brilliantly.

Fang Yi's heart sank, and without thinking, he instantly drew his bow towards the sky.

An arrow shot out!
Two-in-one!

Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of this chapter)