"The Poison Disaster Body is truly extraordinary. It seems Iron Protector was right. For you to reach such heights at such a young age, it couldn't have been due to mere techniques or skills—it must all rely on your physique."
Scorpion Biyan had discussed with Iron Protector earlier that morning and later looked up some information on the Poison Disaster Body. This bizarre physique was truly the bane of the Chu Yun Empire.
"I refuse to believe that the power you've gained from your freakish physique can compare to the strength I've cultivated through life-and-death trials over decades!"
At this moment, aside from hatred, Scorpion Biyan also felt a deep jealousy toward the Little Fairy Doctor.
Back when he was around twenty years old, he was only at the Great Dou Master level.
How could this utterly ordinary girl rely on the peculiarities of her physique to rapidly elevate her strength to rival his own—a power he had spent over a hundred years to attain?!
Those in the Chu Yun Empire cultivated poisonous Dou Qi, requiring immersion in toxic baths from childhood, enduring countless agonies. Yet, those with the Poison Disaster Body treated poison as if it were nourishing medicine, feeling nothing but comfort.
The sheer disparity filled Scorpion Biyan with resentment and envy for the Little Fairy Doctor's heaven-defying advantage.
If he had even a fraction of the Poison Disaster Body's abilities, sparing him the torment of toxins corroding his flesh, his current strength would undoubtedly be far greater.
The Little Fairy Doctor slowly raised her head, her violet eyes gleaming like starlight. Even someone of Scorpion Biyan's strength felt his heart skip a beat.
Her violet eyes locked onto Scorpion Biyan. Without a word, she clenched her jade-like hand. Instantly, the poisonous miasma spanning hundreds of miles around the Ten Thousand Scorpion Mountain churned violently, as if summoned, surging madly beneath her feet.
In the blink of an eye, the boundless miasma condensed under her control into a colossal violet serpent, towering into the clouds like a primordial python, its eyes radiating soul-shaking power.
The moment the serpent appeared, space itself distorted around it, its might no less than that of Scorpion Biyan, a peak five-star Dou Zong.
"Serpent God?" Scorpion Biyan's eyes widened. He had heard from Viper Ya that the Rock Protector of the Poison Sect had once unleashed a terrifying flame-based Dou Technique called the Flame God.
When activated, it stirred the winds and clouds, transforming vast Dou Qi into a flame giant as massive as a mountain. Even Viper Ya and the others, attacking with their full strength, could barely scratch it.
He never expected the Poison Sect's leader to possess a similar, seemingly even more advanced technique.
From what he knew, the Flame God required the user's full control, yet this Serpent God had already taken independent form, becoming its own entity.
As the endless miasma coalesced into the serpent, the Little Fairy Doctor stood calmly atop its head. With a flick of her finger, the serpent's lantern-sized eyes suddenly gleamed, locking onto Scorpion Biyan.
Its maw gaped open, and a thick stream of violet mist shot forth, hurtling straight toward Scorpion Biyan.
The toxic mist, refined and concentrated by the serpent, distorted space upon release, blurring the view of onlookers.
"Sky-Shaking Shockwave!"
Seeing the terrifyingly viscous poison—freshly imprinted with the memory of the Ten Thousand Scorpion Sect's annihilation—Scorpion Biyan dared not underestimate it, nor even let it touch him.
His massive pincers slammed into the void, then, amid a surge of viridian poisonous light, shot forward with a bizarre tremoring rhythm, colliding violently with the toxic stream.
BOOM!
The dense poison and green ripples intertwined, followed by a thunderous explosion that resounded across the heavens!
The violent energy fluctuations sent the thick violet miasma surging chaotically before erupting outward from the point of impact, scattering in all directions.
High in the sky, the violet mist formed a space spanning hundreds of feet, creating a world of its own—a realm of pure toxicity.
Scorpion Biyan crossed his blood-red pincers before him, a vast crimson energy erupting from his body to resist the encroaching violet mist.
His face darkened as he observed the surrounding mist. Though he had dispersed much of it, what remained was still a poison he couldn't recklessly inhale.
Moreover, the mist seemed to hinder agility. As it spread, he felt his body grow heavier.
Even the surrounding natural energy had begun to taint, meaning he could no longer absorb external energy to replenish himself.
Meanwhile, his opponent could endlessly draw from the toxic environment, ensuring an inexhaustible supply.
The moment his energy faltered and his protective barrier weakened, he would meet the same fate as the Ten Thousand Scorpion Sect—reduced to a pile of bones. How ruthless!
As Scorpion Biyan struggled against the poison, Iron Protector let out a gleeful, sinister laugh.
"Kekeke, this poison was troublesome at first, but now the little lass has absorbed it herself. She's dug her own grave!"
With a mad cackle, Iron Protector unleashed countless black chains, lashing toward the countless souls lingering over the Ten Thousand Scorpion Mountain.
Members of the Hall of Souls not only collected spirits to meet quotas but could also absorb excess souls to strengthen themselves.
A harvest of this many high-quality souls at once could cover three years' worth of his quota—with plenty to spare.
Watching Iron Protector's frenzied plundering, Xiao Yan didn't intervene much, focusing only on blocking him from taking the Dou Huang and Dou Wang-level souls.
He needed those for puppet refinement and couldn't afford to let Iron Protector devour them.
Iron Protector paid Xiao Yan's actions no mind. With so many souls on the mountain, even gorging himself nonstop wouldn't exhaust the supply anytime soon.
Scream after scream echoed as souls were devoured. The black mist around Iron Protector thickened, and his aura grew increasingly formidable.
As his power swelled, the chains he unleashed multiplied.
Gulping down souls like a whale swallowing krill, the souls over Ten Thousand Scorpion Mountain dwindled rapidly, while Iron Protector's strength soared at a terrifying rate.
In less than a minute or two, his power had already matched Scorpion Biyan's peak five-star Dou Zong level.
And the rise showed no signs of stopping.
"Eat up, feast to your heart's content." Elder Yao crossed his arms, smirking as he watched the Hall of Souls' protector indulge gleefully.
Harvesting those scattered souls one by one would've been far more tedious than letting this guy handle it.
As Xiao Yan collected the Dou Huang and Dou Wang-level souls and corpses, the black mist around Iron Protector grew denser, seething like boiling water as it periodically spat out dark rings into the sky.
Then, as the rings dispersed, the mist rapidly shrank. Finally, a figure clad entirely in pitch-black, heavy armor reappeared in midair.
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