Chapter 2248 - 2249: Curse Killing

Yang Fei gritted his teeth, not expecting Tang Qianjue from the Tang Sect to be such a despicable person.

Yang Fei clenched his fists tightly, looking at Tang Qianjue and slowly saying.

"Don't push it. I just don't want to ruin the relationship between Yinxue Tower and the Tang Sect."

"Kneel immediately and pledge allegiance to me, or else I'll turn Mad Blade into a poisonous corpse right now."

"Even if you have Ten Thousand Zhang Dao Cultivation, you simply cannot save him."

Tang Qianjue shouted sternly, with a flickering dim green glow appearing in his palm.

Yang Fei glanced at Mad Blade on the deck, his mouth spewing fresh blood, his gaze dull as if he no longer recognized Yang Fei.

His neck had been ground torn by the collar of cast iron, gory and bloody, yet he still struggled desperately.

The untamed, unrestrained Mad Blade, the spirited Mad Blade, the Mad Blade who would sacrifice for his brothers...

He is Yang Fei's brother, yet being humiliated like this!

"Alright! I'll kneel to you and beg you to release Mad Blade!"

Yang Fei said, leaving the longsword underneath his feet, bending both knees and about to kneel.

"Yang Fei, don't kneel!"

"Yang Fei, don't!"

Two voices came from the river, one deep and powerful, the other clear and high-pitched.

Accompanied by these voices, Xue Mingtai and An Zichen treaded the water seamlessly, gracefully approaching.

Yinxue Tower was created single-handedly by Xue Mingtai and An Zichen's father, Wang Xiaoshi.

How could the siblings allow Yinxue Tower to be subordinated under the Tang Sect from then on?

Tang Qianjue's smile became sinister beyond belief.

"Perfect timing, I want you all kneeling before me."

Boom!

With a loud bang, something resembling a pillar descended from the void, landing precisely on Tang Qianjue's forehead.

Without a word, he was thrust deep into the underwater.

The boat shattered into pieces under the immense force.

Everyone was taken aback, only to see within the void surrounded by clouds and mist, a dark mass half-cloud half-fog floating in the air.

The column-like object descending from mid-air seemed like the hoof of some animal.

No need to say, it was Yang Fei who had unleashed the second layer of Niu Ji's Divine Power Demon Transformation.

This Bull Demon Avatar, although not fully formed, could already match the strength of Mount Tai Crushing Down.

Everyone was terrified beyond measure.

Many cultivators have spiritual beasts, but such a tremendous spiritual beast was unheard of and unseen.

Cardina and Zhayike's faces changed color.

The Divine Skills Yang Fei demonstrated just now were something they had never even heard of, adding yet another layer to their trepidation towards Yang Fei.

No sooner said than done. Yang Fei stepped forward and grabbed Mad Blade.

He cast a spell to temporarily seal his consciousness and tossed him towards Xue Mingtai and An Zichen not far away.

"Hurry and leave, Tang Qianjue will soon reappear."

Xue Mingtai and An Zichen, knowing staying on this water surface would only distract Yang Fei, held onto Mad Blade and retreated by treading the waves.

Boom!

Just at that moment, a water column shot skyward, with splashes flying as Tang Qianjue's figure emerged from the depths.

Within his surrounding hundreds of meters, all the clear lake water had turned pitch black, the stench overpowering.

Water birds in the hundreds of meters altitude, ensnared by the toxic mist, immediately flapped and fell into the water, instantaneously dissolving into blood.

Tang Qianjue had unleashed the Tang Sect's exotic poison technique, forming a barrier, turning the surrounding hundreds of meters into a Poison Domain.

On his Niwan Palace, black poison clouds emerged, viscous like ink.

Within the poison cloud, countless cultivators' spectral souls wailing in agony.

These cultivators were all poisoned by Tang Qianjue, and their souls were trapped within the poison cloud, unable to escape.

This black poison cloud was Tang Qianjue's unique magical treasure.

Regardless of the Great Divine Power cultivator, once entangled by the black poison cloud, their bodies would instantly dissolve into blood water, and their souls trapped within the cloud eternally.

The Yinxue Tower people watched spectacularly from the shore.

Wen Taikang praised ferocity, while Xue Mingtai and An Zichen's faces turned pale.

If this poison cloud were to rush towards them, in all honesty, their resistance would be futile, fearing within moments they'd turn into bones.

Meanwhile, Yun Lei also praised the prowess.

This Tang Qianjue, known as Tang Sect's top expert, the head of the Three Immortals, living up to the title of Poison Immortal.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the poison cloud atop Tang Qianjue's head with numerous wailing cultivators' souls, lunged towards Yang Fei.

Yang Fei remained unmoved, he pointed to the sky, "Thunder come!"

Boom!

A thunderous roar echoed as a bolt of lightning struck into the poison cloud.

However, upon entering the poison cloud, the bright lightning instantly turned black, diminished, and vanished.

Xue Mingcai's eyes widened suddenly, his calm and placid face exhibited fear.

This poison cloud could even erode and dissolve lightning, incredibly terrifying.

Yang Fei's lightning was ineffective, with a wave of his large sleeve, "Wind come!"

He drove his Power of Myriad Realms to the extreme.

A gust whipped up from the water surface, rushing towards the poison cloud, akin to Kunpeng soaring the skies, water waves soaring to the heavens.

However, the wind barely entered the poison cloud before dissipating.

Conversely, the poison cloud swelled to its limit, in an instant reached Yang Fei's head.

Everyone cried out in surprise.

At that moment, from the Niwan Palace atop Yang Fei's head, a surge of clear energy ascended, forming a verdant light shield, protecting Yang Fei completely.

A vibrant life force diffused from Yang Fei's center outward.

The black cloud pressed upon Yang Fei's head, yet he emerged completely unscathed.

Heaven and Earth Spring Body!

Tang Qianjue's eyes almost popped out.

With one look he recognized it. This Heaven and Earth Spring Body is the nemesis of all Poison Cultivators.

No matter how potent the secret poison, confronted with this Heaven and Earth Spring Body, it couldn't harm the opponent.

Yang Fei's realm is still too low, merely the Late Foundation Building Stage.

If he reached Divinity Transformation and gathered the Primordial Spirit of the Tree of Immortality.

The poison mist within the poison cloud would be absorbed and transformed into a gentle spring breeze.

Only then did Tang Qianjue realize why Yang Fei dared to challenge him.

It turns out he had cultivated such an Immortal Body, naturally immune to Myriad Poisons.

In just a moment, the poison cloud Tang Qianjue painstakingly refined for ten years, was partially neutralized by Yang Fei's Heaven and Earth Spring Body.

He withdrew the poison cloud, sneering coldly.

"Do you think just because you've cultivated Heaven and Earth Spring Body, I cannot harm you?"

Tang Qianjue said and soared upward, sealing hand signs with both hands.

His lips moved rapidly, countless complicated and obscure curse words uttered.

Numerous thin lines, blood-red like crimson, shot out from the void, densely attached themselves to Yang Fei's body.

Curse Killing!

Yang Fei only felt his Three Souls and Seven Spirits swaying and drifting, unable to stabilize, seemingly about to disperse from his Niwan Palace.

Yang Fei was startled, realizing this Curse Killing specifically targeted soul assaults, indeed not to be underestimated.

If any ordinary cultivator faced this, they'd be completely trapped and ensnared.