Translator: CinderTL
At the foot of Thunder Mountain.
Song Wen and Tai He stood several miles apart.
Suddenly, they sensed a terrifying aura emanating from the mountain peak, one that could shake the heavens and the earth.
Even with the barrier of the formation separating them, the aura still sent chills down their spines.
With a deafening roar, the sky above Thunder Mountain seemed to tear open, and a massive silver waterfall, several zhang wide, cascaded down.
"Boom!"
The silver waterfall crashed onto the mountain peak, causing the earth to tremble and the mountains to shake.
The violent aftermath swept across all directions.
Faintly, the two noticed several figures caught in the aftermath, flung into the air and thrown into the pavilions atop the mountain.
Immediately after, a massive figure broke through the dark clouds, diving down toward the stone steps at the foot of the mountain.
Song Wen instantly recognized it—the Thunder Falcon!
Its condition was dire. Half of its head was mangled, and its lower jaw was completely gone.
Its tail was severely damaged, with nearly half a zhang of its body missing, leaving a bloody mess.
Even worse, its aura was extremely chaotic, clearly a result of its Demon Power being severely depleted.
The Thunder Falcon was gravely injured, with little Demon Power left. The silver light that once surrounded it had vanished, leaving it unable to deflect the thunderbolts falling from the sky.
The thunderbolts that had previously avoided it were now attacking it.
It was desperately trying to escape Thunder Mountain.
Song Wen's gaze shifted from the Thunder Falcon, swept past Tai He, and landed on the altar.
The Thunder Falcon had the bloodline of the divine Thunderbird. If he could devour its innate abilities, the power of Song Wen's thunder techniques would undoubtedly reach new heights.
But Tai He was still nearby.
"Perhaps it's time to eliminate Tai He," Song Wen thought to himself.
He raised his gaze, looking toward the mountain peak.
Song Wen didn't want those at the peak to know about his plan to kill Tai He.
Just as Song Wen hesitated, he suddenly noticed a sickly green mist, like a starving tiger descending the mountain, rushing straight toward him.
At some point, Tai He had taken out his Plaguefall Banner and launched a sneak attack on Song Wen.
As the poisonous mist was about to hit Song Wen, a cold smile appeared on Tai He's lips.
This 'Yin Shuo' was still too naive. He had been distracted by the commotion at the peak, lowering his guard and giving Tai He the perfect opportunity.
"Did Yin Shuo really believe my earlier promise of reconciliation?"
In Tai He's slightly mocking gaze, a brilliant blood-red light suddenly erupted from Song Wen's body. Before the starving tiger could strike him, the blood-red light transformed into a cocoon, shielding Song Wen within.
The poisonous mist tiger struck the blood cocoon, the powerful impact sending it crashing to the ground.
"Boom!"
The blood cocoon slammed into the ground, creating a massive crater.
Tai He's eyes narrowed slightly.
'Yin Shuo' actually possessed such a powerful Blood Path Magical Treasure, capable of withstanding his full-force attack.
With a thought, Tai He commanded the poisonous mist to swirl in the air and attack the blood cocoon once more.
At that moment, the blood cocoon suddenly split open on its own, revealing Song Wen's figure.
Song Wen's brow flickered, and nine transparent blades instantly materialized, shooting out.
"Divine Sense attack!"
Tai He was shocked.
Then, to his surprise, he realized that the nine transparent blades weren't aimed at him.
Instead, they were directed at the entrance of the stone steps at the foot of Thunder Mountain.
By now, the Thunder Falcon had escaped the range of Thunder Mountain and was near the steps.
"Where does Yin Shuo get the confidence to still dare to divert his attention to attack the Thunder Falcon?"
The poisonous mist released by Tai He had already covered a radius of ten miles, including the steps at the foot of Thunder Mountain.
As the Thunder Falcon fled from Thunder Mountain, it entered the range of the poisonous mist.
Instantly, its body was corroded by the potent toxins.
Especially its injured head and tail, where the bright red flesh quickly turned black and foul, completely rotting away.
The Thunder Falcon flapped its wings, attempting to break free from the mist.
Nine transparent blades pierced through the green mist, and under the Thunder Falcon's horrified gaze, they shot into its head.
The blades penetrated the Thunder Falcon's consciousness, delivering a heavy blow to its soul. Its high-speed flight abruptly lost control, and it crashed to the ground, plowing a long trench before finally coming to a halt.
With both its soul and body severely injured, the Thunder Falcon collapsed to the ground, unable to rise for the moment.
On the other side.
After firing the nine Focused Spirit Stabs, Song Wen activated the Blood Sea Seal, conjuring a blood-red tentacle that thrust toward the oncoming poisonous mist.
Several dozen feet in front of Song Wen, the two collided with a resounding crash.
The tentacle and the poisonous mist both disintegrated, resulting in a draw.
However, after the mist dispersed, it transformed into a vast cloud of green toxic gas, sweeping toward Song Wen like a tidal wave.
Song Wen felt the green mist engulf him like a fierce wind, instantly submerging him within it.
The potent toxins in the mist infiltrated his body through his mouth, nose, and skin.
Seeing this, Tai He felt a slight sense of satisfaction.
The last time he had fought 'Yin Shuo' at Tiancang Mountain, 'Yin Shuo' had transformed into a thirty-foot Giant Corpse, barely managing to withstand the toxicity of the green mist.
However, since then, Tai He had obtained several highly toxic substances and refined them into the Plaguefall Banner, significantly enhancing the mist's potency.
Moreover, today 'Yin Shuo' had been overly confident and had not transformed into the thirty-foot Giant Corpse. His resistance to the toxins would certainly not be as strong as it was in that form.
With these two factors combined, Tai He was certain that 'Yin Shuo' would be doomed today.
However, what happened next left Tai He in disbelief.
He saw that 'Yin Shuo's' body gradually began to emit a green light, which faintly condensed into a ten-foot-tall phantom.
The phantom appeared extremely thin, making it difficult to discern what it was.
Yet, despite its seemingly fragile appearance, the phantom managed to repel the poisonous mist, preventing it from approaching 'Yin Shuo's' body.
The mist was highly corrosive, and the phantom gradually became tattered, but it was enough to hold for a few moments.
After cultivating the latter half of the "Ten Thousand Poisons Body," Song Wen had condensed this phantom. As his mastery of the "Ten Thousand Poisons Body" improved, the phantom would become increasingly solid.
He was about to use the "Focused Spirit Stab" to attack Tai He when, suddenly, a Soul Breaking Awl emerged from behind Tai He.
This Soul Breaking Awl was extremely peculiar—it was not made of any hard metal or spiritual material but was instead formed from a black liquid.
Tai He was startled by the sudden appearance of the Soul Breaking Awl. He turned and raised his hand, pointing backward, and a flying sword abruptly appeared.
The flying sword gleamed with a cold light, moving like a swimming dragon, and fiercely slashed toward the Soul Breaking Awl.
Just as the flying sword was about to strike the Soul Breaking Awl, the awl suddenly split in the middle, dividing into two thinner Soul Breaking Awls.
At the same time, this caused the flying sword to miss its target, passing between the two Soul Breaking Awls.
The two Soul Breaking Awls continued their relentless trajectory, thrusting toward Tai He.
(End of the Chapter)
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