Chapter 557 - 320: Liu Wu, Domineering!

Seeing Liu Lang in such a state made Chen Yi feel rather guilty. He should have arrived sooner. However, with the plague about to spread inside and outside the Prefecture City tonight, he had to make sure everything was properly arranged.

In fact, after leaving Pei Qian and the others, Chen Yi had successively notified Elder Master Xiao and Wang Ji. For a matter of life and death like this, a delay of even a quarter of an hour would increase the danger for the refugees outside the city. Once those refugees infected with the plague died, the lives of all the refugees would be at risk.

When that time came, even if Chen Yi could cure the poison, the hours spent boiling medicine and treating the sick would still result in massive casualties. Furthermore, quite a few people had left the Prefecture City today. Aside from the Xiao Family and their group, members of other Noble Families had also gone out. The Government Office needed to step forward and investigate them one by one to ensure no one slipped through the cracks.

"B-Boss..."

The lethal poison in Liu Lang’s body had largely dissipated. Under the effects of the Silver Needles, his strength and True Essence were slowly recovering, giving him a bit of energy. Looking at the figure standing protectively in front of him, he weakly raised a hand. "Please be careful... That old geezer practices... he practices the White Jade Skill... The Poison Power covers... his entire body..."

Chen Yi gave a soft grunt of acknowledgment and said without looking back, "Rest well. Leave it to me."

Hearing this, Liu Lang managed a relieved smile. Leaning heavily on his long Blade, he shakily closed his eyes. With his boss here, he felt much more at ease.

Yan Jingchen watched them. His gaze landed on Chen Yi, and a smile slowly squeezed onto his translucent, jade-like face before he burst into laughter.

"So it’s you, ’Dragon Tiger’ Liu Wu!" His laughter came to an abrupt halt as he glared at Chen Yi. "Did you just say you were going to kill me? With just you!?"

SWISH!

SLASH!

Almost as soon as Yan Jingchen finished speaking, the sound of several figures piercing the air rang out. The other men in black on the boat gathered at his side. Beneath their bamboo hats, which were hung with dense black threads, pairs of eyes stared fixedly at Chen Yi.

"Sect Leader, how long has it been since we’ve seen a young man with such outstanding talent?"

"If I remember correctly, the last one to die by our hands was that Little Daoist from Kongtong Mountain. What was his name again?"

"Heh, Snake King, he’s already turned to dust. Why even bring him up?"

"True..."

A tall, thin man standing next to Yan Jingchen lifted the veil on his bamboo hat, pulled down his mask, and grinned at Chen Yi. "Just so Your Excellency ’Dragon Tiger’ knows who killed you, I am an Elder of the Five Poison Sect, Xue Chong!"

Chen Yi glanced at him. "An Elder? No wonder you’re so weak."

"Weak?" The corners of Xue Chong’s mouth stretched wider. "Your Excellency ’Dragon Tiger’ clearly hasn’t grasped the situation. Right now, you are facing my Five Poison Sect. Or do you think that just because you killed a ’Jackal,’ you’re suddenly invincible in this world?"

Chen Yi withdrew his gaze. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the other men in black who were chasing Zhang Dabao. Calmly, he unfastened the Five-section Spear from his wrist. "It’s all the same to me. Whether it’s you or the rest of them, your fate will be exactly like Yan Fusha’s. It’s nothing more than..."

Upon seeing Zhang Dabao take advantage of the men in black’s inattention to throw out several bottles of Immortal Drunk, Chen Yi furrowed his brows slightly. "...Nothing more than a little extra effort."

Before his voice could fade, he had already turned around, grabbed Liu Lang, and transformed into a blurred phantom, sweeping toward Zhang Dabao and the others.

The members of the Five Poison Sect soaked themselves in Poison year-round. Ordinary Immortal Drunk or Qingfeng Drunk would have virtually no effect on them. Zhang Dabao using those Poisons against them was no different from throwing eggs at a rock.

"Such audacity!" Yan Jingchen frowned slightly. He shifted laterally by several paces and reached out to grab Chen Yi with one hand.

Who would have thought that the moment he planted his feet and raised his hand, Chen Yi had already vanished from his sight. No, to be precise, he watched helplessly as Chen Yi disappeared right before his eyes like a ghost. If his five senses were not still intact, and his True Essence hadn’t connected with Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism to cover the surroundings, he wouldn’t have been able to sense Chen Yi’s location at all. Xue Chong and the others beside him were even worse off; they had no way to block Chen Yi’s path.

He thought, "Great Success in Step Dao... With such a Body Technique and speed, it’s no wonder he was able to arrive in time to block my attack. Truly terrifying!"

But just as this thought surfaced in his mind, Yan Jingchen suddenly realized what Chen Yi was trying to do. He turned around and shouted, "Dodge, quickly!"

"Too late!" Chen Yi shouted.

After bypassing Yan Jingchen and the others using the Wandering Dragon and Phoenix Body Technique, Chen Yi took great strides forward. The Meteor Butterfly Step allowed his figure to leap with weightless grace. With every step, he dashed forward over ten meters, arriving beside Zhang Dabao and the group in just a few leaps.

After tossing Liu Lang over to Zhang Dabao, Chen Yi swept his Long Spear horizontally, forcing back three men in black. Without waiting for the last man to react, he flicked his wrist. The Long Spear tapped the man’s body as lightly and swiftly as a dragonfly skimming the water. Jin Guang flared brightly as his True Essence, carrying Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism, shot out a streak of Spear Intent.

HISS—

An ear-piercing, sharp screech erupted. The man in black’s chest was pierced straight through. He stared blankly at Chen Yi for a moment before belatedly looking down.

"You..."

Before he could finish speaking, blood sprayed from his mouth. A large patch of blood also poured from his chest, dyeing half of his black clothes a deep crimson. Chen Yi pulled out the Long Spear and thrust it into a nearby rock with a flick. The few drops of blood staining the shaft slid down. Looking right through the bloody hole in the man in black’s chest, he stared directly at Yan Jingchen and the others in the distance and spoke with a cold, clear voice.

"Dabao, take them and retreat further away."

Only then did Zhang Dabao snap out of his daze. Staring in lingering fear at the three men in black who were unaffected by the Immortal Drunk, he agreed repeatedly.

Jin Peng and the others looked at Chen Yi standing protectively in front of them, and all of them immediately breathed a sigh of relief. In the short span of just a quarter of an hour, their group of a hundred Celestial Sect disciples had been chased by four men in black from the Five Poison Sect until they fled in disarray. It was truly a humiliating sight.

But they couldn’t be blamed for being in such a wretched state. The Cultivation of their strongest member was only at the Fifth Grade Realm, and his Sword Dao had barely crossed the threshold. They were simply no match for the four Middle Third-Grade Martial Artists of the Five Poison Sect.