Chapter 293 – Reunion with Yan Yu, The Fall of Peng Mi - Part 3
Inside the camp, chaos raged across kilometers of tents—soldier against soldier, general against general, king against king.
Jing Ruyi fought like a cornered beast, his crooked blade whirling. One expert after another collapsed, poisoned, only to be dragged upright by some unseen force and hurled back into the fray at his side.
High above, a smiling man, Peng Mi, watched the cat‑and‑mouse game with boyish delight.
“A fascinating weapon,” he called down. “No wonder Gong Lang forged it with his dying breath. Shame to waste it here. Join us, Jing Ruyi, why throw your life away?”
“Join you?” Jing Ruyi barked, hacking at the toxic fog.
“The Five Elements Alliance is already rotten. They should die with the old era,” Peng Mi explained.
“You want my answer?” Jing Ruyi rasped.
“By all means.” Peng Mi spread his hands.
“Kneel, kowtow a hundred times, and I’ll consider it,” Jing Ruyi snarled, still trying to break out of the poison domain.
Peng Mi chuckled, unruffled. “So confident in your blade, are you? Then watch while it snaps before your eyes... Goodness, goodness.”
He never moved a step. Instead, the air around him thickened into coils of venom, each tendril linked to the long blade in his grasp, waiting to strike.
“Venom Tide!” Peng Mi gave his blade a casual flick. Waves of emerald toxin fanned out, not toward Jing Ruyi but into the air around him.