Dongmen Wang’s gaze became lost, suddenly realizing that his hands were covered with tiny red pustules that he didn’t know when had started to fester and burst open—one by one.
Under both of his armpits, egg-sized black cysts had sprouted.
His internal organs were beginning to rot and expand, his intestines had dissolved, causing the digestive acids in his stomach to corrode and perforate the abdominal skin.
For an ordinary person carrying such injuries, death would have claimed them long ago.
But the resilience of a Grandmaster’s life force was so robust, it allowed Dongmen Wang to still muster the strength to ask.
"At the moment you were single-mindedly trying to poison me."
Zhong Shenxiu replied calmly.
This Mixed Poison Skill, in the end, couldn’t compare with the poison of his micro-gu!
He gazed at the fallen corpse and swept a glance over the scorched earth of the battle, murmuring to himself, "It’s time."
Once the Ten Thousand Gu Hand was mastered, it could not only differentiate friend from foe, but could also lay the micro-gu dormant, not causing immediate disease, but waiting until a certain threshold before suddenly erupting, creating an overwhelming momentum that was too great to overturn.
During Zhong Shenxiu’s duel, he had already secretly sprinkled the micro-gu poison in all directions.
Now, looking at the Five Poison Sect Members who were still stubbornly resisting, he snapped his fingers expressionlessly.
One after another, Five Poison Sect Disciples collapsed in bewilderment.
They showed symptoms of colds, influenza, disasters, plague, smallpox... and other epidemic diseases, as if their bodies had opened a museum of pestilence.
In addition, there were even more terrifying ailments like radiation sickness and mental derangement.
In almost an instant, the ordinary Five Poison Sect Members were dead to a man.
For a sect known for its use of poison, they did train regularly to build resistance against toxins and even concoct various anti-poison Spiritual Medicines.
But this time, there was not the slightest effect.
A large number of Five Poison Sect Disciples fell like wheat before the scythe.
Next were the Five Poison Envoy and the Ten Directions Wanderers, the Blood Swapping Warriors.
The unusual vitality brought about by the blood swap only allowed them to hold out a little longer than the average Martial Artist.
Only protectors like Grandmasters could barely suppress the illness within their bodies, but even they would occasionally cough, have their Inner Strength flow obstructed, suffer significant loss in martial prowess, and one by one be swiftly eliminated.
"Amitabha... The esteemed guests of the Divine Capture Sect indeed intend to cast themselves into the Hell of Tongue Ripping..."
Jing Fan looked at this scene stupefied, and said with emotion, "Master Xun, you truly should not be called Sky Covering Hand, but rather Ten Thousand Poison Hand!"
Meanwhile, Jinkehuan’s face was covered with greasy sweat.
He felt immensely relieved that the Six Void Sect had reconciled with Xun Liuyi; if they had been at odds and this person had come to his sect releasing such a fearsomely powerful toxin, wouldn’t the Six Void Sect be nearly wiped out, save for a few individuals?
If the Five Poison Sect Disciples couldn’t withstand the toxin, he didn’t believe the Six Void Sect Disciples would manage either.
At the highest point of the bamboo tower at the Five Poison Sect Headquarters, a figure in white wearing an Asura Mask stood tall, hovering over the battlefield as if suspended in the void.
What was eerie was that whether it was members of the Five Poison Sect or people from the Divine Capture Sect, even the Great God Capture Tie Xue, none had noticed this person—it was as if the location they occupied was nothing but emptiness.
The eyes behind the Asura Mask showed not a ripple, yet seemed to condense all the malice in the world, silently observing the fight.
Even when Zhong Shenxiu unleashed the Ten Thousand Gu Hand, instantly slaughtering a vast number of lower-ranked Five Poison Sect Disciples, he did not show the slightest trace of emotion.
Instead, recalling the few moves Zhong Shenxiu made earlier, there seemed to be a certain special charm to them that caused a ripple to appear in his eyes.
"Tie Xue’s potential has been exhausted, even though he is number one on the Earth List, he is no more than a dog."
"This Xun Liuyi, although his Poison Palm Skill is remarkable, it has little effect on the likes of us..."
"What truly alarms me is the special charm in this person’s every move, which seems to have already touched upon the threshold of merging spirit with heaven and earth..."
"A Heavenly Person’s Posture! The true Heavenly Person’s Posture!"
"Such talent not belonging to my Evil King Sect is truly a regrettable matter!"
A trace of killing intent slowly coalesced on him.
Just then, a compassionate Buddha Sound Zen Chant suddenly rang out, "Master Undying Evil Emperor, where do you wish to go?"
This vast Buddha Sound, however, eerily confined itself within a few feet and did not leak at all.
Moreover, within the compassionate Buddha Sound, a call faintly echoed, "Da Mo! Da Mo!"
This sound reverberated back and forth, as if being amplified inside a bronze bell, growing more and more intense.
If an ordinary person heard it, they would likely either bleed from the ears and faint immediately or fall into madness.
"I did not know that you, Saint Monk, have also become a lapdog for the imperial court."
The figure in the white Asura mask was none other than the number four on the Earth List, Sect Master of the Evil King Sect—the Undying Evil Emperor!
He scoffed, his spiritual sense merged with heaven and earth, and in an instant, the Buddha Sound and even the calls for Da Mo disappeared without a trace.
"Amitabha, this poor monk has come to Miaojiang just for the sake of the master alone... As for the imperial court’s schemes, Stone Buddha Temple has no interest in participating... the Five Poison Sect spreads poison throughout the world, to extinguish it is mercy, not to extinguish it is also fate."
The Saint Monk’s voice continued to come, from far to near, seemingly approaching swiftly.
"Ha ha... After so many fights between us, I have slowly surpassed you. The position of number three on the Earth List will change hands sooner or later... Moreover, in terms of movement technique, you can only eat my dust."
The Undying Evil Emperor’s figure twisted, and he dived down from high above, his target was unmistakably Zhong Shenxiu!
"Even though the Jile Old Immortal established another sect, it is still considered a branch of my Evil King Sect. Xun Liuyi, you dare to kill him, do not blame me for being ruthless!"
Although Xun Liuyi had the protection of his official status, the Undying Evil Emperor clearly had no constraints by now.
After all, this imperial court’s extermination of the Five Poison Sect had already broken the precarious balance and unwritten rules that previously existed between the eight great powers.
And the reason the Undying Evil Emperor wanted to kill Xun Liuyi was not only because of Xun Liuyi’s murder of the Jile Immortal but most importantly, he felt a certain threat from this person.
The opponent was already halfway through the threshold of becoming a Great Grandmaster, and once the breakthrough happened, the imperial court would gain another powerful ally.
After the destruction of the Five Poison Sect, this shift in strength would make things even more difficult for the Evil King Sect.
Therefore, the Undying Evil Emperor took preventative action, preparing to personally enter the fray and kill Xun Liuyi!
His eyes were filled with an evil light, and he was absolutely confident in his heart.
Due to the gap in their movement techniques, it would take the Saint Monk behind him three more breaths to catch up. This time was enough for him to kill any Earth List Master!
At this moment, Zhong Shenxiu suddenly felt a great danger approaching.
His Spiritual Sense was frantically warning him, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, and at the same time, he finally saw the figure diving down from on high.
Without even making a move, with just a thought, the person broke through all the masters’ integration with heaven and earth at the scene. Underneath the Asura mask, his eyes were filled with evil, and even a Grandmaster would tremble in the legs, struggling to gather strength.
"Merger of spirit with heaven and earth, a Great Grandmaster attacks?"