Chapter 1663: Farewell, Elixir

t realm of our human race, unrelated to the Wuzhu. Moreover, according to rumors, there were signs of movement in the Wuzhu when the Qisha Hall just opened, but it was not taken seriously before. What...Two souls met, and the Poison King instantly understood what had happened. His eyes turned cold. The demonic wind whipped up, forming a vortex. The worm-like creatures, like illusory serpents in the void, moved with agility, changing direction with ease.

At the same time, the demon wind suddenly turned dark and gloomy. Then, a drop of black water bead emerged from the demon wind, instantly bursting into a small cloud of black smoke that brushed past Master Huaiyin and charged towards Kun Dao madly.

Smoke billowed, moving at incredible speed, creating a howling sound.

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With the protection of the Poison King's guardians, Master Huaiyin was free from worries and quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

Kun Dao didn't know when he opened his eyes. He stared at the back of Master Huai Yin. He saw that Master Huai Yin's assistants had arrived, and although Master Huai Yin's breath was fluctuating, he still looked vigorous and energetic.

Not only did the internal injuries fail to erupt, but the wound site sprouted granulation tissue at a visible rate, as if it were going to heal completely.

Kun Dao took another deep look at Master Huai Yin, then closed his eyes again. Su Zinan and Qin Sang cursed inwardly.

The smoke seemed to be heading towards Kun Dao, but who could guarantee that the Poison King wouldn't have any ulterior motives They were closing in on Kun Dao and also within the range of the smoke attack.

This plume of smoke didn't have any peculiar smell, it seemed ordinary. But considering the Poison King's reputation, one knew it definitely wasn't simple, it must be a kind of poisonous smoke.

Qin Sang, with the aid of his heavenly eye butterfly, still had the energy to observe other places. He saw that the smoke came from a spirit worm in the demonic wind.

The spiritual worm has a slender body and is covered in fur, it's a caterpillar.

This shape is too common.

Qin Sang could instantly think of dozens of similar spirit insects, but in such a short time, he couldn't determine the species of the spirit insect. Moreover, Wanshan Mountain was adept at raising gu worms. After being tortured by the Gu refining technique, it was even more difficult to distinguish spirit insects. However, seeing the fur of the spirit insect, Qin Sang suddenly had a familiar feeling. It resembled the fur given to him by Wanshan Mountain before, but it was slightly different. The spirit insect's fur was finer and less lustrous than that one.

According to the master of Qixiang Pavilion, the fur comes from a sacred object on Mount Wàn Dú, and the spirit insect is definitely related to that sacred object.

The man with the strange face was poisoned by a venomous artifact from Mount Wan Du. He couldn't cleanse the remaining poison after hundreds of years, showing how ferocious this poison was. The Gu worms of the Poison King must be similar in severity.

Qin Sang didn't dare to be careless, he sent a wisp of his mind to activate the poison pearl and attached a layer of anti-poison armor to his body surface. With a light tremor of his wrist, three divine birds flapped their wings and flew up from the tree trunk, merging into one.

The breath of the fire from the Southern Ming Dynasty struck the Nine Origins Magnetic Field.

Magma and spiritual fire collided, merging together, forming a towering plume of light around the sunbird. It was a wondrous sight, its power awe-inspiring.

Although Su Zinan gave no outward sign of movement, his robes billowed and took on a layer of faintly visible blood-light. He stared at Kun Dao, his lips moving silently as he muttered words. As he performed the incantation, the dead seal on Kun Dao's chest grew increasingly crimson and sank deeper, threatening to be directly imprinted onto Kun Dao's inner core.

At this moment, Qin Sang and Su Zinan saw Kundao close his eyes as if he had given up struggling.

'Whew!'

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Wherever the Sunbird flew, flames surged and its might was awe-inspiring.

As the flames of light were about to engulf Kun Dao, Qin Sang's expression changed drastically. The cracks around Kun Dao expanded frantically, instantly turning into a black hole with endless suction, pulling Kun Dao's figure down rapidly!

'Boom!'

The black hole was just the beginning. The Nine Origins' magnetic field went haywire, and its astonishing, violent power spread with incredible speed, collapsing the void! In an instant, magnetic light formed a storm, countless cracks birthed within it like giant snakes, surging in all directions. Qin Sang and Su Zinan both felt their bodies tense. When they came to their senses, they realized they were surrounded by the magnetic light storm.

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Kun Dao broke free from the divine prohibition, causing a frenzy of primordial magnetic energy in the Nine Realms.

Qin Sang sighed inwardly. Kun Dao could do so many things within the Five Elements Divine Ban, and even though he was in a desperate situation, he could still use such a method to escape. Knowing that it wouldn't work, Qin Sang retracted his divine sense controlling the Sun Bird.

The Sunbird exploded instantly, its flames shooting into the sky. It was quickly swallowed by the chaotic magnetic storm, which also dispersed the Poison King's poisonous smoke.

Su Zi'nan also felt the Death Seal slip from his grasp, so he had to retract his incantation.

Qin Sang was in the center of the magnetic storm, cracks everywhere. Though fraught with peril, escaping wasn't difficult. By going with the flow and choosing a crack, he could break free from the divine confinement.

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At that moment, he felt a strange pull drawing him into one of the cracks. Whether it was Kun Dao playing tricks or a change in the Shen Jin itself, Qin Sang couldn't let it happen. He diverted his attention to manipulate the Mani Bead, vibrating the Gang Huo shield to resist the suction force.

With a sweeping glance, the heavenly eye's divine vision pierced through the darkness, vaguely seeing the scene beyond the fissure.

Various sights differ from each other. Some are Qingstone staircases, some are cliff faces, and there is also a stretch of wall. The viewpoint is consistent, clearly showing the interior of Emperor's bestowing mountain, surrounded by the Five Elements Gods' restrictions.

Different crevices lead to different places.

The Five Elemental Divine Inhibitions are not true Void Curses. These places should not be too far apart.

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The old cracks merged into a huge fissure, and new cracks continued to appear. The corresponding positions were not fixed, like flickering lights, changing in an instant.

Qin Sang's mind raced, but he didn't rush to escape. He strained every muscle, dodging and weaving within the magnetic storm. His eyes darted upwards. The treasures that had been knocked away by Master Huai Yin were also being tossed about. They had already been battered and now faced the onslaught of the magnetic storm. A small jade sword burst forth with a blinding white light.

Inside the white light, the jade sword broke into two pieces, its power exhausted, turning into dust.

Two longswords, one of which was probably swept away by the magnetic storm, and the other hadn't flown far. This latter sword rested on the female cultivator's knee, so it was most likely her natal spirit sword.

Qin Sang set his sights on another small sword. This one was golden, more solid than the jade sword, but its light flickered erratically, clearly not lasting long.

The magneto-storm intensified, making it increasingly difficult to move. Qin Sang no longer hesitated and dashed towards the golden sword.

...bang bang bang...

The Gang Fire Cover shook violently. Qin Sang's speed increased by another three points, his body like a phantom, brushing past the cracks. As he approached the golden sword, he was about to grab it.

Just then, a black light suddenly leaped from a crack, it was the female cultivator's other relic - the black jade box.

The black jade box had already fallen into the crack, but unexpectedly, the chaotic magnetic light shook it back out.

The prohibition on the treasure box was severely damaged, the lid creaked open slightly, and a milky white light overflowed. It was a pill, still intact under the protection of the prohibition!

...was actually a Boil Snow Dan!

This elixir is useless against the Kun Dao, so she didn't swallow it. It was originally intended to be used as bait for those spirit swords that lacked allure, of course, it's no longer needed now.

The elixir appeared. Qin Sang saw it, as did Su Zinan, who was even closer!

Su Zi Nan had just received a sword, intending to take the female cultivator's sword as well. Seeing this, he didn't hesitate and changed his target. Blood light erupted from his palm, transforming into a massive blood hand that grabbed at empty space.

The Blood Hand was just about to seize the elixir, when a 'hum ha' sound suddenly echoed in Su Zinan's mind. His soul felt a sharp pain, and the Blood Hand involuntarily paused.

Then, a bolt of lightning struck the elixir with great force, shattering it to pieces.

"You dare!"

Su Zi Nan's eyes were bloodshot, staring wide-eyed as the Feixue Dan turned to ash.

Qin Sang ignored Su Zi Nan's fury, sheathed his golden sword and vanished into the fissure. It was better to destroy the Feixue Dan than let Su Zi Nan obtain it! Outside the magnetic storm, Master Huaiyin and the Poison King retreated again and again.

Master Huaiyin's resolve was unshakeable. Neither the alluring treasures of female cultivators nor the murderous intent of Kun Dao could sway his decision.

He dashed out without looking back, narrowly avoiding the magnetic storm.

Master Huayi knows his own affairs best. Although he could escape through the cracks of the divine prison, being sent into the heart of the Five Elements Divine Prison would be extremely detrimental to his current state.

The Poison King recalled his venomous insects to guard Grandmaster Wai Yin.

The two retreated again and again.

Completely out of sight was the scene inside the magnetic storm, but the Poison King still stared at it intently, lost in thought.

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“But it seems I have overestimated myself, nearly losing my life here.”

Master Huaiyin clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to King Duoyi, saying, "Thank you."

The Poison King withdrew his gaze, performed a courtesy bow, and inquired. Upon learning that Master Huaiyin had decided to leave, he hesitated for a moment before saying, “I will escort the Master down the mountain.”

At this time, Master Huaiyin's wound had almost healed. There was only a small patch of red flesh visible, and there were no longer any bone fragments or blood vessels exposed.

The granulation tissue at the wound site was still growing, quickly covering the wound. A golden light flowed through, thoroughly healing it.

Amazing! The Poison King was stunned by the Hidden Master's powerful recovery ability. However, he also understood that the wound was just a superficial injury, and the real damage ran deeper, so it wouldn't heal easily.

There's no such mystical technique in this world, and even if there were, it would come at a staggering cost.

Master Huaiyin's aura seemed to be waning, his secret arts must have a time limit, otherwise he wouldn't retreat so readily.

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After some deliberation, the Poison King decided to personally escort Master Wai Yin down the mountain, as a favor. Anyway, he had already figured out the way through the sword formation, so it wouldn't take too long to go back and forth.

This time, with the assistance of Master Huiyin's hidden power, Poison King dared to claim victory was assured. Now that reinforcements are severely injured, we must reconsider our long-term strategy.

With this humanity present, their relationship transcended a simple transaction.

If the freak is escaped, please ask Master Huaiyin to come out of the mountain again. He can't refuse, right

Also, the Poison King has been inspired by Kun Dao.

The emperor bestowed upon the mountain fish and dragons intermingling, Taoism and demons contending. One could perhaps utilize this chaos, watch the tigers fight from afar, and seize an opportunity when it arises.

At this time, yielding is actually advancing by retreating.

It's a clever strategy to let the crops grow wild on the mountain and then harvest them.

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"Thank you, fellow cultivator."

Master Huìyǐn expressed his shame and regret, with no intention of refuting it.

Although the magnetic storm has disrupted this place, through the strength and weakness of the nine fundamental magnetic fields, one can judge the direction. The two looked at their bearings and unfolded their techniques.As they sped along, Master Huaiyin recounted the details of their previous battle in detail. “That Su Zinan and Huo Mo are both not easy opponents. Huo Mo’s protective gangqi has demonic energy that reaches the heavens, but it also secretly harbors Buddhist intent, making this monk inexplicably think of the Shamen's divine golden bell cover, truly strange. Although Su Zinan deliberately concealed himself, this monk smelled a discordant aura from within him, unable to determine its source...”

Master Huaiyin, though in perilous situations, could still keep his eyes on six directions and ears open to eight.

He talked about Kun Dao again, this time in great detail, reminding Du Wang that this woman was vicious and to be extremely careful.

The Poison King nodded and asked a few questions, focusing most of his attention on Qin Sang.

In such a hurried moment, the information obtained was indeed limited. Master Huaiyin could not say more.

Under the protection of the Poison King and Gu Worms, the female cultivator never appeared. The two successfully escaped from the Nine Nethermagnetic Field and arrived at the outer Five Elements Restriction.

The Poison King was conscientious and diligently escorted Master Huaiyin out of the Wuchao Grand Formation.

They stepped out of Yumen Gate.

Both of them looked towards the mountain outside at the same time.

The emperor granted the mountain to Dongfang, according to Su Zi's account, it was the Golden Hall and the Earth Hall, both with forbidden floating formations. It is clear that someone is breaking the formation to seek treasure.

More significantly, the emperor granted Shanxi to the south.

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From afar, one could see streaks of light flitting between the mountains. A large number of cultivators had already entered the ruins and were rushing here, having covered more than half the fastest route.

“Friend, please return. Do not miss important matters.”

Master Huixin paused.

The Poison King worried that Kun Dao would rise again.

Master Hua Yin shook his head, stood tall, and said calmly: "This woman's skills are mediocre, relying entirely on the Five Elements Divine Ban to inflate her reputation. She dares to chase outside the mountain This poor monk will ensure she has come but does not return!"

“Outside the Wuxiang Immortal Sect, cultivators from all over gathered, and forces from all sides arrived one after another. Master might as well find a safe place here to heal your wounds first…”

Seeing his confidence, the Poison King stopped insisting and bowed in farewell.

Master Huaiyin, however, saw that King Du was distracted all the way. He spoke plainly, "Friend Daoist, what is on your mind Please speak freely."

The Poison King hesitated for a moment and asked, "Master, do you think Su Zinan and the Fire Demon have the ability to kill that traitor and the weeping spirit old ghost"

Master Huian was startled, falling into deep thought. "I also think it's a fairy tale," the Poison King shook his head, "That thief and the old ghost of Weeping Spirit are birds of a feather; even if they were incompetent, they wouldn't have died here. But after so long in the mountains, we haven't seen their trace. That thief claims to be a disciple of the Wuxiang Xianmen, but he only got lucky with a few scriptures. Could he possibly surpass the true disciples like Old Dao Zi Lei and the other elders faster Why wouldn't he exploit the flaws in the Jinxing Divine Prohibition"

The sword formation shimmered with starlight, and the monstrous faces were within the formation. It would be impossible for them not to see it.

"If...Daoist friends suspect who the murderer is"

Master Huaiyin asked in return.

That female cultivator appears and disappears at will, taking advantage of the terrain. Both Su Zinan and Mo Xingdao could be in a dangerous situation, advancing and retreating together. However, this king believes that the Fire Demon is also very important to consider.

The Poison King beckoned back the gu worms that were hovering above him, lightly stroking them. "Just now, I summoned it to spray a mouthful of spirit-destroying smoke to greet the master. However, the poisonous smoke was dispersed by the magnetic light storm, greatly reducing its power, and even Su Zinan had to dodge a bit. But the Fire Demon seemed quite at ease... You see, that thief's foundation was built in Mount Wan Du, and most of his magical powers were in poison arts. If the Fire Demon has a way to restrain poison arts, it would be equivalent to crippling him by half. According to Su Zinan, that thief and the Old Ghost of Weeping Souls acted separately. If he had provoked the Fire Demon alone, you can imagine what would have happened."

All sorts of clues combined, and the Poison King was getting closer to the truth. Master Huaiyin shook his head upon hearing this, “These are all speculations from fellow Daoists.”

"Indeed, it was my conjecture, not mere speculation. We can verify it later."

The Poison King retracted his insects and bid farewell to Master Huaiyin, then turned and walked up the mountain.

Qin Sang and Su Zinan were flung out of the Five Elemental Divine Restriction.

The Poison King and Master Huaiyin descended the mountain.

Only Mo Xingdao was left in the Nine Origin Magnetic Field.

He waited outside, and soon he sensed the Nine Origin Magnetic Field raging wildly, indicating a great battle had taken place inside.

Mo Xingdao didn't intend to get involved in the muddy water and kept retreating.

After waiting for a while, the magneto-optical storm reached its peak and began to subside. Su Zinan was still nowhere to be seen. Mo Xingdao noticed a crack inside the storm and guessed that Su Zinan wasn't so easily killed. He might have already gone in.

He pondered for a moment, retracing his steps back to the Seven-Star Boundary Sword Formation. He reached the formation's core and passed through the Five Elements divine barriers.

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