Immortal-Exterminating Divine Venerable

"Oh no! These guys are despicable!"

Seeing this, Ye Wanqing, who had just snapped back to her senses, paled instantly.

Her body moved on pure instinct.

She actually threw herself in front of Yang Xiao.

That speed.

It completely stunned the three old men.

'How could this young girl possibly be so fast?'

'Could it be because of those Pills again?'

Ye Wanqing, however, was growing more and more excited.

"With the help of these Pills, let's see how I take care of you scum of the Immortal Dao today!"

With a sharp cry, a confident Ye Wanqing slashed her sword at the nearest man lunging for Yang Xiao.

Her presence was menacing.

Her will to fight soared.

The Daoist Tier Cultivator, though clearly stronger than her, was momentarily intimidated by her aura and instinctively started to retreat. But after just one step, he came to his senses.

'I am a Daoist Tier Three cultivator, while she is merely a Martial Artist at the Small Divine Power Realm Third Level. The difference in our strength is a thousandfold! Even if she's using some Secret Technique or a Pill, it shouldn't be me who retreats! Hmph, I'd like to see how long her Pills and Secret Techniques can last!'

He was an Elder of the Yan Family, Yan Chifeng. Although he was only an Outer Elder stationed externally, he was still a figure of status and standing, with a minor reputation throughout the Southern Domain.

Now, to be nearly scared into retreating by a mere Martial Artist—a type he had always looked down upon, and a young girl at that—made the Daoist Tier Three Immortal Cultivator's expression turn quite foul.

Instantly, he was no longer intimidated by the aura emanating from Ye Wanqing—an aura that was no weaker than his own. He raised a hand and sent a palm strike flying toward her.

This time, it wasn't the less than seventy percent power he used before, but his full, unadulterated strength. And he used his signature move, the Fire Cloud Palm.

The palm struck out.

Crimson fire clouds instantly condensed between heaven and earth.

The temperature soared in an instant.

The surrounding air seemed to burst into flames.

It directly neutralized the Sword Qi from Ye Wanqing's attack.

Moreover, waves of Palm Force continued to surge toward her.

The terrifying aura caused even the ever-confident Ye Wanqing's expression to shift slightly.

After all, her true cultivation was only at the Small Divine Power Realm Third Level. She was young, only seventeen or eighteen, and lacked combat experience. Suddenly facing a wily old veteran who had cultivated for who knows how many years—a Daoist Tier Three expert going all out—she seemed outmatched, despite her high morale.

And at that very moment, Yang Xiao moved once again.

A red medicinal pellet appeared in his hand. He pressed it into Ye Wanqing's, whispering, "Throw this Pill near that guy and detonate it with your Pure Yin Power. He will surely die."

Hearing this, Ye Wanqing was both shy and delighted.

Shy, because Yang Xiao had touched her hand again.

And delighted, of course, because of the pellet.

The previous Pills had already proven that anything produced by Yang Xiao was premium quality—no, divine quality. It was just absurdly, heaven-defyingly powerful.

Therefore, she had not a shred of doubt or hesitation about this red pellet. She infused a wisp of Pure Yin Qi from her body into it and hurled it toward the approaching Yan Family Outer Elder, Yan Chifeng—that expert at the Peak of Daoist Tier Three.

On a whim, she even shouted playfully.

"Look out, a Hidden Artifact!"

This shout made Yan Chifeng, who had been on high alert, a little confused.

'What is that? A Hidden Artifact? Hmph. Daring to use a mere mortal trick on me? You're courting death!'

With that thought, the man shot out a palm strike.

An incomparably fierce Fire Cloud Palm Power.

It blasted out once more.

Its target was the very pellet Ye Wanqing had thrown.

But at that moment,

Yang Xiao suddenly shouted, "Good chance, Wanqing! Attack his lower abdomen! He's wide open!"

The moment he said that,

Yan Chifeng's expression changed instantly.

He could no longer be bothered with striking the unknown pellet. Twisting his Palm Technique, he attacked the eager-looking Ye Wanqing instead.

However, before the Palm Power of his strike could even get close to Ye Wanqing...

...a sound was heard.

BOOM!

A massive explosion erupted.

An incredibly terrifying current of air instantly burst forth.

Yan Chifeng was right beside it.

The great Outer Elder of the Yan Family, the number three figure in the entire Chiyun Mountain Mine, was struck squarely by the resulting blast.

That terrifying current of air was like a virulent poison. The moment it touched Yan Chifeng's body, it directly corroded all his flesh and blood, extinguishing all signs of life.

In the blink of an eye,

this Immortal Cultivator at the Peak of Daoist Tier Three...

...died a violent death.

Not even a trace of him remained.

Anyone with less-than-perfect eyesight would have been unable to perceive the terror of that gaseous current; they would have simply thought the man was so weak that he was instantly obliterated by the explosion.

What was even stranger,

these terrifying currents only affected an area of about ten meters.

Beyond that ten-meter radius,

there was no damage whatsoever.

Furthermore, it seemed to only be effective on creatures of flesh and blood.

This was a new type of poison Yang Xiao had developed after observing the flesh-devouring properties of the Life-taking Thousand-leaf Willow and the Bloodthirsty Celestial Cyan. He called it the Demon Stream.

'The potency is still a bit weak,' Yang Xiao thought. 'It didn't kill him instantly; the guy held on for a moment. Also, the kill radius needs adjustment. If it's too large, it could harm allies. If it's too small, it's easily defended against. What a headache.'

However, this terrifying poison still had numerous flaws in Yang Xiao's eyes.

He was quite dissatisfied with it.

But for the people present,

it was more than enough to be a deterrent.

Ye Wanqing turned back excitedly and said to Yang Xiao, "Do you have any more? There are still two old guys over there."

As she spoke, she pointed to the two Daoist Tier Cultivators.

This instantly sent a tremor of fear through the two old men's hearts.

One of them said to the other, "Elder Chixiao, what do we do now?"

"Elder Chixuan, what do you think we should do?"

Yan Chixuan frowned and thought seriously for a moment before replying, "Well, I think that while that thing just now was powerful, its kill radius probably isn't large. Besides, they only used it on Elder Chi Feng because it's obvious that girl's strength is no match for his. Why don't we stick to the original plan? From the looks of it, that young man must be an Alchemist. At the very least, he has many miraculous Pills on him. If we capture him, maybe he can really cure us."

"I agree with that point. However, Elder Chixuan, you've overlooked one thing,"

Elder Chixiao said suddenly.

"What would that be?"

Elder Chixuan was perplexed.

But then, to his utter disbelief, Elder Chixiao—the man who should have been his comrade through thick and thin—suddenly struck out at him with a palm.

He used the very same Fire Cloud Palm as Yan Chifeng.

And at such a close range,

Elder Chixuan couldn't react in time. He was struck by Elder Chixiao—who was already a full layer of cultivation stronger than him—and his entire body was reduced to ashes by the scorching, tyrannical Palm Force.

After doing all this,

Yan Chixiao's next move

was even more astonishing.

He took two steps forward, looked at Yang Xiao,

and suddenly, with a THUD,

he knelt before him.

"Great Alchemist, I beg you to take me in!"

Seeing this, everyone present was instantly dumbfounded!

What... what was happening?