Chapter 419 - Killing Wanderer Hundred Poisons

Chapter 419 - Killing Wanderer Hundred Poisons

Chen Fan felt a weight in his heart.

He had thought that being at the third level would be enough to deal with Sword Venerable Ling Yun and the others. However, after exchanging a few blows, he realized that was far from the case.

The Core Formation realm wasn’t the Yuanfu realm; there was a seemingly unbridgeable chasm between each level.

Even if he went all out, he would, at best, be as strong as a peak fourth-level expert.

The combined strength of Sword Venerable Ling Yun and the others and the Great Destruction Formation was also at a similar level. If Chen Fan hadn’t killed Black Fiend Bat, they wouldn’t have fallen into a disadvantaged position so soon.

I overestimated my own strength. The Core Formation realm sure is different. Chen Fan thought, his eyes flashing with insight.

“If I want to kill them all, I will have to work on them one by one. If I take out another, the burden on me will ease."

His gaze surveyed Sword Venerable Ling Yun and the others, eventually settling on Wanderer Hundred Poisons as his next target.

Wanderer Hundred Poisons was already heavily injured, so he only had about sixty to seventy percent of his power. Moreover, his expertise in poison arts posed no threat to Chen Fan. So, if he could kill him, he wouldn’t feel as much pressure.

Having come to a decision, Chen Fan made his move, vanishing from his spot.

“Die!” An icy cold note resounded in space, echoing like the verdict of a death god. Wanderer Hundred Poisons sensed death walking toward him again.

“Hmph, you dare challenge me again, you little brat!” A vicious light flashed across Wanderer Hundred Poisons’ eyes as he unleashed his poison art, shrouding the heavens with toxic qi.

“Poison God Overturns the Sky!”

With this attack, Wanderer Hundred Poisons unleashed his full power.

Chen Fan had already injured him heavily, so his combat strength had plummeted. Seeing Chen Fan aiming for him again, he unleashed a ferocious onslaught, fighting with reckless abandon and risking everything.

He refused to succumb to Chen Fan's attacks without a fight, so he unleashed everything he had.

Ascending into the sky, Wanderer Hundred Poisons uttered his venomous threats. “Damn it, damn it all! You cursed little bastard. I’ll poison you to death! I refuse to believe you're immune to poison. After I'm done with you, I'll hunt down your entire clan and use them to breed my poisonous insects!"

Behind him, the silhouette of a poison god materialized, shrouded in darkness. Wisps of black qi coiled around it like sinister serpents, while venomous cysts pulsed with a grotesque rhythm, emanating a sickening aura.

These were the Ten Thousand Poison Divine Mines—lethal bombs imbued with poison.

Only that spear hurling toward Wanderer Hundred Poisons was left in his vision. It dominated his senses, rendering him incapable of coherent thought.

“Ah!” A miserable scream rang out as cracks appeared on Wanderer Hundred Poisons as if he were a porcelain doll. He spewed out countless blood mists as the light in his eyes faded and his primeval force dissipated.

“Die!” Chen Fan threw out another palm strike, turning Wanderer Hundred Poisons into meat paste.

“Damn it, go to hell!”

Sword Venerable Ling Yun was a step too late and seethed with fury at Wanderer Hundred Poisons' death. His visage contorted with rage as his sword qi surged, descending upon Chen Fan like Mt. Tai crashing down.

“Get lost!” Chen Fan sent this sword mountain flying back with a sweep of his spear.

He moved the spear again, drawing a profound arc in the air, aiming straight for Sword Venerable Ling Yun’s throat. Startled by the sudden assault, Ling Yun swiftly raised his sword to defend himself. The tremendous force sent him flying back and made him spew blood.

Suddenly, a giant ax descended on Chen Fan. The terrifying force cracked the earth open inch by inch, trying to decapitate Chen Fan.

Boom, tch!

“Break!”

With unrivaled momentum, Chen Fan unleashed a punch. His surging strength transformed into a torrential river of energy. His fist, akin to a cannonball, collided with the giant ax.

Crack, crack, crack...

Instantly, the ax splintered under the force, crumbling with a resounding boom.

The backlash caused the numerous minions operating the formation to spew blood, with some weaker cultivators even exploding into a blood mist.

Young Master Xue Yi and Yin Yang Scholar’s expressions flickered, their composure wavering as they regrouped with Sword Venerable Ling Yun, their gazes fixed on Chen Fan.

The loss of Wanderer Hundred Poisons dealt a severe blow to them, a near-fatal setback.

They all had to fight together and use the power of the Great Destruction Formation to fight Chen Fan to a draw.

With Wanderer Hundred Poisons gone, their main force diminished, leaving them significantly weakened. It spelled grim tidings for their chances of victory.

1. A dagger-ax is a type of polearm that was in use from the Longshan culture until the Han dynasty in China. It consists of a dagger-shaped blade, mounted by its shank to a perpendicular wooden shaft. ☜