Chapter 701 214: Qualitative Change of the Storage Technique

After being swallowed, the black Qi morphed into a long whip that lashed viciously toward Wu Hai.

A cold sneer glinted in Wu Hai's eyes.

The Mad Blade Sect's Cultivation Technique was never to defend, but to trade injury for injury.

But their Recovery Power was extremely strong.

When injured, their Sword Skill became even more powerful.

He was confident he could capture this man alive.

But just as the long whip of condensed black Qi struck his shoulder, he suddenly froze.

Two streams of blood trickled from Wu Hai's eyes as he spewed a mouthful of black water. He choked out in astonishment, "Black Five Thunders... This is the Black Five Thunders! You're the leader of the Wild Taoist Sect in Lingyun Dao!"

The black-robed figure finally turned around and pulled back his hood.

Beneath the hood was an ancient, weathered face.

His left eye socket was empty, as if the eye had been gouged out.

Upon closer inspection, the black-robed man held an eyeball in his other hand—it appeared to be his own.

The eyeball swiveled in his palm before the man placed it back into its socket.

Cangxuan Taoist sighed. "What a pity. You've fought countless battles in your life and built such a legacy, only for it to be utterly destroyed today. A true pity."

Wu Hai opened his mouth to speak, only to find his tongue had already been dissolved by the black water.

The next moment, a horrifying scene began to unfold, starting from the top of Wu Hai's head.

Wu Hai's head began to liquefy into black water.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Hai was gone. All that remained in the courtyard was a puddle of black liquid, like a splash of ink on the ground.

Cangxuan Taoist drew his hands back into his sleeves. After a glance around and a soft cough, he vanished from the inner courtyard.

...

Dozens of tables had been set up in the outer courtyard, where the leaders of various powerful factions were feasting.

When the Grand Elder came out, he invited everyone to begin the meal.

Forgoing formalities, the guests began to eat and drink, using the time to strengthen their bonds.

Once everyone was busy feasting, the Grand Elder quietly slipped away from the outer courtyard to a hidden corner.

Cangxuan Taoist was hiding in the shadows, a cold sneer on his lips as he watched the crowd feast.

When the Grand Elder arrived, Cangxuan Taoist's smile vanished, and he regarded the Elder with an icy stare.

The Grand Elder cupped his hands. "Sect Leader, all the guests have arrived. Not a single one is missing."

Cangxuan Taoist nodded. "Is the food poisoned?"

The Grand Elder replied respectfully, "Yes. A terrifying, colorless, and odorless poison has been added to all the dishes. We only need to wait half an hour for it to take effect."

"You've worked hard," Cangxuan Taoist said. "For the sake of the Wild Taoist Sect, you were willing to cripple your own Cultivation to infiltrate the Mad Blade Sect. It was all for this very moment."

The Grand Elder shook his head. "It was no hardship at all. It is my honor to serve the Wild Taoist Sect. My only regret is that we only had one dose of this terrible poison. It would have been better if we could have used it on Shen Bai."

Cangxuan Taoist shook his head. "Shen Bai is the Ten Extremes Young Master. One of his 'Extremes' is his mastery of antidotes. Besides, we never had the chance to use it on him, so it's better to use it here."

"In half an hour, once the poison takes effect, kill them all. This way, I can use the resentful Qi from their deaths to lure out that terrifying entity."

As he spoke, Cangxuan Taoist again removed his left eye. He took out a Handkerchief and began to gently polish it.

After wiping it for a long while, he handed the eyeball to the Grand Elder.

"You already know the awakening method, so I won't instruct you further. This time, if you can successfully awaken the one who committed endless slaughter during the Era of Ten Thousand Cities, Shen Bai's death will be certain."

"My status is sensitive, so I cannot linger. I leave everything in your hands."

The Grand Elder accepted the eyeball, his heart heavy with the weight of his mission.

Cangxuan Taoist had spent countless days and nights refining this eyeball with his Wild Daoist Technique.

It was incredibly important to Cangxuan Taoist.

Yet, it was also essential for carrying out this plan.

Cangxuan Taoist had infused it with a vast amount of resentful Qi, allowing it to be used as a lure.

The Wild Taoist Sect had paid a heavy price for the chance to kill Shen Bai.

The Grand Elder felt the immense pressure of the heavy responsibility he now shouldered.

Seeing the Grand Elder put away the Bead, Cangxuan Taoist did not linger. He offered a few more words of instruction and then vanished.

The Grand Elder watched the guests milling about, his grip tightening on the eyeball in his hand as he waited patiently.

Time trickled by.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed.

The feasting guests, deep in their cups and revelry, suddenly felt something was amiss.

A terrifying pain shot through their bodies.

"CRASH!"

Someone collapsed, blood spilling from their mouth and nose.

Wine and food from the tables were sent scattering across the floor.

Within moments, the ground was covered with Jianghu People, writhing in agony.