Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 818 The Road (Part 1)

**Hiding location.

The clearing in the forest below was now a scene of bloodshed and devastation.

Dozens or even hundreds of corpses lay on the ground in bizarre shapes, their skin bluish-purple, their eyes wide open, black blood flowing from their seven orifices, and they showed no signs of life.

Large amounts of black blood, emitting a foul stench, slowly gathered into pools of poisonous blood in the uneven pits of the open ground.

From a distance, the dark red pool of blood was filled with black blood bubbles bubbling up and crimson smoke rising slowly, resembling red-faced monsters baring their fangs and claws, a sight that terrified anyone who looked down on them.

Add to that the corpses lying all over the ground…

This scene... is similar to the legendary hell of corpses, and is extremely visually striking.

“Boy…you can’t escape…” Zhao Ying, the Spirit Sword, had a ferocious look on his face. His long sword flashed slightly, and dozens of sword flowers flashed by in an instant.

With another light leap, he slashed horizontally in all directions with his sword.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle. A thin, invisible ring of sharp air currents descended, easily severing more than a dozen large trees nearby.

The tree slowly fell, and the surroundings suddenly became empty.

Unfortunately, all that was in front of them was a pile of wooden stakes; there was no one else around.

"Hand over the antidote...and I'll spare your life!!!" Zhao Ying roared repeatedly, threatening, "Think of your family...your relatives...your friends...if you don't want anything to happen to them..."

Nobody paid any attention to him.

"Cough cough... Old Poison Master... How's the progress... Could it be... cough cough!" After venting his frustrations, Zhao Ying, still to no avail, turned around helplessly and asked about the progress in a low voice.

cough! ! !

But before he could finish speaking, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

Chi! ! !

The black blood fell to the ground and immediately spread out.

A hissing, violent corrosion sound rang out.

Some inexplicable things appeared out of it, like sesame seeds, and fell to the ground, immediately corroding the soil surface and creating small pits.

A plume of black smoke emerged from it, and countless thin streams of black air parted from it.

It's only at this point that we realize this.

This was no ordinary smoke; countless tiny, translucent insects emerged and flew out from it. These insects had a pair of sharp mandibles, their bodies adorned with alternating black and yellow patterns, and several pairs of wings on their backs vibrating rapidly, emitting a faint buzzing sound.

The scattered insects flew out extremely fast, as if they had smelled blood, and burrowed into the few people who remained.

puff!

A giant, colorful python straightened up and spat out a large clump of green, sticky liquid from its gaping maw. This finally managed to trap the small insects on the ground, where they quickly died as the liquid corroded them.

"Why... How is this possible...?!" Wen Huang squatted on the ground, repeatedly probing the black spot on the ground.

It can be done by applying powder or by using real force.

They even went so far as to cut their wrists open and force the blood to drip onto them.

But the blackness, moving slowly like a living thing, remained unmoved and indifferent.

Wen Huang was so anxious that he was covered in sweat and didn't know what to do. His skin was already fair, but now it looked even whiter, as if he had applied a layer of makeup, making him frighteningly white.

He didn't even raise his head when Zhao Ying questioned him, showing no intention of answering and completely ignoring her.

"Wen Huang... are you sure you can do it?" Xu Feihong paced back and forth in the woods, glancing at him every now and then, her expression anxious.

She had waited until now, and finally couldn't hold back any longer: "Your Yin-Yang Poison Technique... wasn't it said to be able to cure all the world's rare poisons? It's known as the king of all poisons, so why is it dragging your feet now? After researching for so long, you can't have no clues at all, can you?"

cough!

As she was speaking, she also had a violent bout of coughing.

The violent coughing was heart-wrenching, as if it were trying to cough up all the internal organs.

He vomited another mouthful of black blood before he could finally stop.

No one expected that the person who had just uttered those arrogant words was actually not lying.

In the blink of an eye, among the people she had invited, apart from a few experts such as Hong Jiaojiao, Zhao Ying, and Wen Huang, they temporarily blocked the strange poison.

The rest of them all died in the same instant!

"Shut up! I believed your lies back then!!" A dark glint appeared in Wen Huang's eyes. "If it weren't for you, would I have gotten involved in this mess?"

The Five Yin and Five Yang Poison Technique is his main true skill.

Thanks to the strong resistance to poison he developed from cultivating this poison technique, his condition was still considered good.

If the goal is simply to crack the mixed poisons under **, pure toxicology research is not of much use.

The combination of Gu worms and poisonous channels.

It can no longer be treated as a simple toxin. Conventional methods such as toxicity testing, pharmacological investigation, and targeted detoxification are of little use.

Therefore, even Wen Huang, who was known as the Yin-Yang Poison King, was helpless in the face of this situation.

boom!

The giant saber was swung out, leaving a deep trench in the ground.

"Wait too long... cough... let's capture that person first and force him to take the antidote!" Hong Jiaojiao said in a loud voice, dragging her heavy body.

That guy... took a heavy blow from my attack... he can't get far... cough!!!

Her massive, imposing body, though seemingly bulky and clumsy on the surface, actually grants her unparalleled defensive capabilities.

Of the group, she was in the best condition for a moment.

Of course. The people mentioned here do not include Master Yuanjue.

Even with special care, Yuanjue, the current abbot of Shouyi Temple and the foremost of the Six Masters, possessing unparalleled external martial arts skills, could not be affected.

Yuanjue had no intention of taking action from the beginning. Even when someone appeared to stop him, he simply watched coldly and remained silent.

Because of the fact that he only possessed half of the true scripture, he had no choice but to come.

But this does not mean that he was willing to act as a henchman at the behest of Yuanmiaozong.

In fact, the reason why they still haven't been captured is related to this.

Rumble...

Before Xu Feihong could respond, a huge roar coming from the distant mountains and forests immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Accompanying the roar was a violent tremor, like an earthquake. Standing in the air, radiating white light, was a colossal, towering giant.

Even from a great distance, it can be seen clearly.

"That...that is...?! The manifestation of罡元 (罡元 is a type of internal energy)?!"

Master Yuanjue, who had been acting as a spectator, suddenly raised his head. His mind, which was usually calm and composed, was now filled with shock.

Even if Shouyi Temple has fallen into decline, even if its prestige is gone, even if it is no longer taken seriously by Yuanmiao Sect.

Despite their past antagonism, Shouyi Temple gained extensive knowledge of the secrets of the Yuanmiao Sect.

The transformation of Qi into form is based on true martial arts skills, tapping into the limits of one's inner potential, and every move can influence powerful changes in the environment.

Yuanjue was not clear about the specific details.

But he understood one thing. The ability to manifest the罡元 (罡元化形, a powerful technique) as a trump card, which was used by the powerful and influential members of the Yuanmiao Sect, was something they would only use when they were in a desperate battle.

But... who else could possibly put two Venerable-level experts from the three main peaks of the Yuanmiao Sect into such a fierce battle?

As for Xu Feihong and the others, even if they did not understand the meaning behind the transformation of Gang Yuan, they were still innocent.

But judging from the solemn expression on Yuanjue's face and the faint, powerful vibrations emanating from the air...

It's not hard to guess.

Their reliance on the two eminent figures of the Yuanmiao Sect for this trip seems to have run into trouble.

If even the people from the three main peaks couldn't do anything to Han Yi...

That…...

The group exchanged glances, a sudden sense of foreboding rising within them. But before they could react...

boom! ! ! !

The deafening sound of explosions rang out again.

Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd.

A tremendous force of collision suddenly exploded.

It was as if a mirror had cracked, or as if some barrier had been torn apart.

sky…...

It suddenly... cracked open...

Endless darkness spread from the cracks, like a huge black curtain that completely enveloped the sky.

Even though there was some distance between them, an inexplicable atmosphere of despair and deathly silence still spread instantly.

Clang...

Hong Jiaojiao's heavy saber fell to the ground. She, who was always bold, reckless, and fearless, was now pale and terrified.

It wasn't just simple fear anymore; it had reached the level of utter horror and panic.

Ta-da!

The massive body staggered backward more than ten steps before coming to a stop.

It wasn't just Hong Jiaojiao who was like this.

Xu Feihong, Zhao Ying, and Wen Huang retreated more than ten meters as if they had seen a ghost.

"Glug..."

For a moment, the entire open space was completely silent, except for gasps and the sound of swallowing.

No one dared to speak.

I don’t know what to say.

Time passed slowly, and soon the darkness dissipated. But the scenes that were revealed were utterly astonishing.

The giant, utterly disheveled and horribly shrunken, charged rapidly toward their location without looking back.

"This is…...???"

A deep sense of doubt arose in everyone's heart.

By the time they realized what was happening, the giant's figure had already shot out from the sky above and disappeared.

Above, a faint, thin, and rapidly dissipating white cloud trail.

He said nothing, yet it was as if he had said everything.

"Walk!!!"

Xu Feihong and the others looked at each other in confusion, when suddenly someone shouted something.

The group, including Yuanjue, hurriedly left. The two martial arts masters from the Yuanmiao Sect had vanished without a trace…

Staying where they were was practically the same as waiting to die.

However, after a few breaths, the entire open area suddenly became quiet.

Those who remained in place.

Only corpses remained, their faces turned upwards as they gazed at the slowly spreading night, their eyes filled with intense resentment.

Unfortunately, there was nothing they could do.