Chapter 1252: Collapse
Although Qi Xuansu’s punch caused the surrounding space to become unstable, its results were quite impressive. It had stopped Wu Zhen from maintaining a humanoid form and caused her to collapse back into a mass of shadows.
If Qi Xuansu could have followed immediately with a second void-shaking punch, he would certainly have caused Wu Zhen’s form to collapse completely. However, the current situation no longer allowed him to throw another punch like that. Thus, he had no choice but to switch to an ordinary strike.
Even so, his fist intention was still formidable. blasting a fist-sized hole straight through Wu Zhen’s chest.
At this moment, Qi Jiaoyao finally made her move. Rather than relying on her own powers, she used an external object. With a sweeping slash of her sword, she left a wound on Wu Zhen’s shadowy body. At the wound, a shadow-like substance clung and writhed as if alive.
Qi Xuansu had seen such methods before. This was the world’s most notorious poison, the Shebishi Venom. The downfall of the Six Enlightened Witches had been closely tied to this toxin. Using it against Wu Zhen was indeed an appropriate countermeasure.
The poison was undeniably powerful; its only drawback was its extreme cost and the fact that it was strictly controlled by the Daoist Order, making it difficult to obtain. However, considering that Qi Jiaoyao had managed to steal numerous secrets from the Lingshan Paradise, acquiring some Shebishi Venom was hardly a major challenge for her.
With both the demonic fire and the Shebishi Venom working together, Wu Zhen’s collapse accelerated. Shadows continuously escaped from her body and returned to the Shadow Realm.
But as Wu Zhen collapsed, the temple itself seemed unable to bear the strain. Its radiance faded, and it began to show signs of structural failure, trembling violently.
Qi Xuansu’s earlier void-shaking punch might have accidentally damaged the temple’s foundation. The temple could also possibly be intrinsically linked to Wu Zhen’s remains.
In any case, the temple was about to collapse.
Qi Jiaoyao was the first to run down the mountain. “Now that we’ve dealt with Wu Zhen’s remains. Let’s retreat now! Hurry!”
When she began her sentence, she was still within Qi Xuansu’s line of sight. But by the time she finished, only her voice remained. Her figure had already vanished.