Chapter 741 - 737: Annihilating Feng Wu

Chapter 741: Chapter 737: Annihilating Feng Wu

The space closed, and Xu Zihao and Bai Yu disappeared.

At that very moment, a Martial Artist appeared in the spot where the two had just been.

He was slender and completely shrouded in a black robe, his features hidden from view.

He stared for a moment at the empty space where the two had vanished, then a surge of black qi erupted from his body.

The black qi diffused into the air, sweeping across the region.

Miles in front of him, there had been withered, yellowed plants, but as the black qi swept over them, they shriveled at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye.

Five miles, ten miles, fifteen miles...

Wherever the black qi passed, all life was extinguished.

Ancient tree after ancient tree lost its life force, turning to brittle wood that shattered into dust.

Even towering mountain peaks a thousand feet high crumbled and disintegrated upon contact with the black aura.

The man stepped forward, each stride covering several miles.

With each step, more black qi poured from his body, pushing the boundary of death even farther.

He moved swiftly, taking three consecutive steps in the span of three breaths.

And each step was longer than the last.

After three strides, he was already more than thirty miles from where he had started.

By now, the black qi had already enveloped a hundred-mile radius.

Just as he was about to take another step, he suddenly paused, then raised his head.

Within the black qi, a pair of narrow eyes appeared, eerie and terrifying.

These eyes stared forward, as if they could pierce through the void.

Suddenly, the man’s eyes contracted.

A figure had appeared in his line of sight.

The newcomer strolled casually, as if taking a leisurely walk.

He was stunned.

The Ten Thousand Poison Sect was renowned for its poison arts. He himself had cultivated them for three hundred years, even reaching the Sealed Martial Realm through his mastery of poison. The exotic poison contained within his black qi was so potent that any Sealed Martial Realm expert—unless they were also from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect—would die a bitter death. He could often win without even fighting.

Yet the person before him was strolling so casually, completely unaffected by his exotic poison. How could he not be aghast?

An even denser miasma erupted from his body, surging toward the newcomer.

But the newcomer didn’t even falter, his pace unchanging.

"This is the territory of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect! Who are you? Halt at once!" the black-robed man demanded, ceasing his assault.

The newcomer was so unnerving that the black-robed man dared not act rashly.

The man did not stop, as if he hadn’t heard him at all.

Just as the black-robed man was caught in an impossible situation, he heard a voice: "Ten Thousand Poison Sect? Never heard of it. Wherever I stand is my domain."

It was a young voice—so young the black-robed man could hardly believe his own ears.

He had assumed his opponent was at least his own age, but this distinctly youthful voice suggested he was facing a mere boy.

’A youth unafraid of my exotic poison, with a cultivation likely in the Sealed Martial Realm...’ The mere thought sent a shiver down the black-robed man’s spine.

’No, that’s not right! He must have a Spiritual Artifact, or even a Spirit Treasure, that counteracts poison!’

The black-robed man immediately dismissed his own theory.

The Nine Yang Continent was not the Divine Demon Destruction Domain. The two most talented young prodigies here had already fallen. The only explanation was that this person possessed a priceless treasure.

"Are you from a Holy Land or an Esoteric Sect?"

Hearing the black-robed man’s question, the person—now only a few miles away—lifted his head. It was Lin Hao.

Lin Hao simply smiled at the question, not offering a reply.

’He knew perfectly well what the black-robed man was thinking. If he claimed to be from a Holy Land or an Esoteric Sect, he would likely face an even more ferocious assault.’

A Sealed Martial Realm expert could transmit their thoughts thousands of miles in an instant.

Lin Hao was certain that if he said yes, this one black-robed man would soon become two, or even more.

"I don’t belong to a Holy Land, nor to an Esoteric Sect."

Lin Hao replied calmly.

The black-robed man breathed a sigh of relief, but a flicker of disappointment also crossed his eyes.

’So young, yet already in the Sealed Martial Realm. If he were from a Holy Land or an Esoteric Sect, he’d be a Saint Heir at the very least. If I could capture someone like that, my standing in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect would rise even higher.’

The disappointment passed, and the black-robed man’s narrow eyes constricted as killing intent flared within them.

At that very instant, a glint of light shot from his eyes.

That light was extremely faint, almost invisible.

It was a needle as fine as a hair, pitch-black from tip to end.

Concealed by the black qi, the needle was nearly impossible to detect, and it flew with the speed of lightning.

Most importantly, the needle flew without making a sound, not even the whisper of displaced air.

It was a killing blow, perfectly timed.

The black-robed man’s eyes gleamed with anticipation.

’There’s no way he can dodge an attack like this.’

A moment later, however, his breath caught in his throat and his body went rigid.

A chill seeped deep into his bones.

He hadn’t even processed what had happened.

A few breaths later, horror dawned on him.

The needle he had just unleashed was now embedded in his own body.

He hastily swallowed a pill and circulated his True Essence to envelop the needle.

Then, channeling his energy, he began the process of Refining the needle.

"Who in the world are you?!"

Even though he had successfully Refined the needle, a chill rose from the depths of his heart as he contemplated his opponent’s skill.

’His opponent was too fast.’

’The dense black qi had no effect on him whatsoever.’

Before Lin Hao could answer, the black-robed man’s body jolted as if struck by lightning, and he stumbled back in panic.

His eyes had fallen upon Lin Hao’s body.

It was only then that he noticed a layer of Gang Qi surrounding Lin Hao, holding all of the black qi at bay.

"A saintly physique! You’re Lin Hao!"

He cried out in horror.

An ordinary Protective Gang Qi would have disintegrated instantly under his black qi, offering no resistance at all.

An unbreakable Gang Qi and the cultivation of the Sealed Martial Realm at such a young age... The black-robed man finally recognized him.

Although more than three months had passed since entering the Dragon Transformation Ancient Realm, Lin Hao’s name had not been forgotten.

Not only did his combat prowess far exceed that of his peers, but it was also unmatched across the entire Nine Yang Continent.

At this moment, with Lin Hao before him, the black-robed man trembled to his very soul.

Just then, six miniature worlds began to spin within Lin Hao’s eyes.

Simultaneously, Lin Hao reached out his hand.

Lin Hao’s movement was impossibly slow, yet the black-robed man found himself unable to evade it.

The black-robed man could only watch, wide-eyed, as Lin Hao’s hand drew nearer and nearer. He wanted to escape, but his body wouldn’t obey.

There were no grand phenomena accompanying Lin Hao’s attack, yet it carried an unfathomable divine might that seemed to crush the very ages.

Under Lin Hao’s assault, the black-robed man could not even project his divine sense.

Lin Hao had become the master of this space.

Absolute Domain, imprisoning all creation.

And now, within this Absolute Domain, the Six Paths of Reincarnation manifested.

The black-robed man was utterly powerless to resist as one of the miniature worlds pulled him into Reincarnation.

As the Six Paths of Reincarnation appeared, all the black qi that permeated the area was devoured by it.

In the next moment, the darkness receded, and the area returned to normal.

If not for the collapsed mountains and decaying plants, no one would have ever known that an expert from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect had just been here.

On a mountain peak about a hundred miles behind Lin Hao, Xu Zihao and Bai Yu stared, utterly dumbfounded.