I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World
Chapter 491 - 491: The Mysterious Truth of Dragon and Tiger, Evil Shall Not Invade

Ming Hui sensed something was wrong, and Sikong Ming's expression slightly changed as well.

He had used the Heavenly Extreme Corpse Poison before. Once it touches the opponent, it will completely erode the opponent's flesh and body, devouring them in an instant.

So why is it stagnant now?

Before they could react, a deafening sound resembling the roar of dragons and tigers erupted around Han Zheng.

The Dao Essence of Profound Qi circulated around Han Zheng, with Dragon and Tiger Profound Qi augmenting him, transforming into a dragon and a tiger that completely eradicated the Heavenly Extreme Corpse Poison.

With dragons and tigers symbolizing Yin and Yang, the Dragon and Tiger True Dao Body is the harmony of Yin and Yang, embodying the Great Dao of the heavens!

Empowered by the Yin Yang Power of dragons and tigers, he expelled evil and remained immune to all poisons!

Han Zheng formed the Great Brahma Heavenly God King Seal with his hands and struck down, blasting Ming Hui into the air, spewing blood and collapsing with broken tendons and bones, completely losing the ability to fight.

Sikong Ming was sly and slippery; upon realizing the Heavenly Extreme Corpse Poison was ineffective, he immediately turned into black mist and swiftly retreated, avoiding the seal.

"How is it possible!? How can you be immune to the Heavenly Extreme Corpse Poison?"

Sikong Ming looked at Han Zheng in disbelief.

The Heavenly Extreme Corpse Poison isn't an invincible existence, but it should at least have some effect.

Yet, Han Zheng remained immune to all poisons. What kind of Body Refining Techniques has he cultivated?

Ming Hui looked at Sikong Ming and gritted his teeth, saying, "Old thing! You got me killed!"

Previously, he could at least run away.

But Sikong Ming confidently assured that no one could resist his Heavenly Extreme Corpse Poison, and now it didn't affect Han Zheng at all.

"Dare you boast of ghostly means?"

Han Zheng let out a cold laugh, transforming into a Blood River, enveloping Sikong Ming with an endless, boundless Blood Qi.

Sikong Ming shook the Soul Summoning Banner in his hand, and instantly countless vengeful spirits roared densely towards Han Zheng.

Each of these vengeful spirits had different power attributes, and some could even traverse the torrential Blood River to approach Han Zheng.

Equally practicing the Profound Yin Ghost Technique, Sikong Ming's strength was undoubtedly stronger than Liu Yuan's.

Just with these vengeful spirits, Sikong Ming's strength could be considered as reaching the Half-step Yang God Realm.

Han Zheng formed seal techniques with his hands, and the Demonic Qi around him instantly surged.

This magnificent, powerful Demonic Qi formed a black, extreme brilliance extending outward with Han Zheng as the center.

The Mandala Sky Demon Barrier unfolded instantly, completely engulfing the vengeful spirits, evil ghosts, and Sikong Ming himself.

In an instant, countless Heavenly Demons howled and roared, tearing and devouring all the vengeful spirits and evil ghosts.

The Soul Summoning Banner, which Sikong Ming had spent countless energy cultivating, turned into an empty shell in an instant, causing Sikong Ming's eyes to turn red.

With a roar of anger, Ghost Energy enveloped Sikong Ming's body, and in turning, gruesome bone spurs emerged all over his body.

Shrouded in sinister Ghost Energy, Sikong Ming was completely wrapped in White Bone Armor, with menacing bone spurs at the joints and back, transforming instantly into a white-bone monster, rushing towards Han Zheng.

The countless Heavenly Demon Illusions within the Mandala Sky Demon Barrier assaulted Sikong Ming, but were all blocked by Sikong Ming's White Bone Armor.

This White Bone Armor seemed to be immune to various attributes of power, exceptionally tenacious.

With a cold snort, Han Zheng's Monkey Demon roared from behind, a gigantic Gang Qi hand descending from the sky to suppress Sikong Ming.

The tremendous force pressed Sikong Ming entirely to the ground, his White Bone Armor emitting sharp, intense screeches and, in an instant, transforming into countless White Bone Arrows shooting towards Han Zheng.

But in the next moment, the Blood River rolled in, enveloping all the White Bone Arrows, leaving no trace.

Before Sikong Ming could speak, a massive Gang Qi hand descended from the air, directly squeezing Sikong Ming's entire body into a bloody mist!

[Slaying a True Pill Realm Martial Arts Grandmaster, acquired sixty thousand Qi Blood Essence]

Among the Martial Arts Grandmasters Han Zheng had killed, Sikong Ming's Qi Blood Essence was among the least.

Possibly because all his energy was focused on the Profound Yin Ghost Technique, without putting effort into Martial Arts.

His strength might rival the Half-step Yang God Realm, but his realm was actually just the True Pill Realm.

After Han Zheng crushed Sikong Ming into a bloody mist, Ming Hui immediately turned and fled, not even bothering with his subordinates from the fifth floor of the Black Feather Building.

Han Zheng's strength was simply monstrous, coupled with Bu Tiange, the outcast of the Qingming Sword Pavilion, was an unbeatable combination.

Ming Hui escaped, and Han Zheng did not continue pursuing.

The dislike for Sikong Ming was too strong; Han Zheng couldn't resist killing him.

Whether Ming Hui and others lived or died doesn't matter; without their deaths, things would stay lively at the Black Feather Building.

Turning to Bu Tiange's side, Dugu Sheng had already been defeated by Bu Tiange.

The long black sword in his hand was broken, and Dugu Sheng looked at Bu Tiange incredulously, trembling as he asked, "Your Sword Dao isn't from the Qingming Sword Pavilion! Whose Sword Dao have you studied?"

Bu Tiange replied nonchalantly, "Of course, it's my own Sword Dao, whose else could it be? Surely not yours?

If gathering a pile of sword manuals is worth anything, would that pile of trash be any different?

Today I'm in a good mood, so I won't kill you. Scram!"

A heartbroken Dugu Sheng departed in a sorry state.

Even though Bu Tiange spared his life, he felt worse than being killed by him.

What Bu Tiange shattered was his Sword Dao, the conviction he had held on to!

"Do we have to continue fighting? It seems the Black Feather Building might not be all that after all; is this even the leader of the Capital City's underground forces?"

Bu Tiange pouted, showing a blatant disregard for the Black Feather Building.

Han Zheng shook his head lightly, saying, "The Black Feather Building consists of thirteen floors, each with a True Pill Realm expert as a Tower Master, and they are all powerful and notorious criminals.

Even the tower masters of the first five floors have Half-step Yang God Realm cultivation, which isn't weak, and their tower master might even reach the Yang God Realm.

This is the Capital City, after all; having operated such a large-scale force here is no small feat.

We've fought two battles today and gained quite a bit. Let's wait and see what the outcome will be for the Black Feather Building."

By releasing Helian Yuanwu and others, Han Zheng believed that there would be an upheaval at the Black Feather Building.

After defeating two branches of the Black Feather Building, although the Jing'an Guard felt slightly tired, they weren't really worn out; instead, they were quite exhilarated.

Strictly speaking, Han Zheng's attack on the Black Feather Building today was taking private work.

However, Han Zheng distributed the spoils generously, allowing everyone to split them, which made these elite members of the Jing'an Guard eager for more private work.

Han Zheng's methods of commanding subordinates were surprisingly straightforward.

If I benefit you, you work for me; it's that simple.

He doesn't even need to deliberately establish rapport or interaction with his subordinates like the Grand Steward of the Thirteen Guards, nor does he need to show kindness and authority simultaneously.

As long as enough benefits are given, subordinates will know what kind of attitude to adopt in handling matters for you.

A hundred Elemental Crystals a month, subordinates will address you as sir, which is considered respectful to you.

A thousand Elemental Crystals a month, subordinates will bravely charge ahead, without fear of death.

Ten thousand Elemental Crystals a month is almost ready to follow orders without hesitation.

Han Zheng was looting the Black Feather Building while Helian Yuanwu, Ming Hui, and Dugu Sheng fled back to the headquarters of the Black Feather Building like dogs who lost their home.

Everyone knows the location of the Black Feather's thirteen floors, but the headquarters of the Black Feather Building is peculiarly mysterious, known to none.

In reality, only the Tower Masters of their thirteen sub-buildings know the precise location of the Black Feather Building headquarters.

Underneath the largest temple in the Capital City, the White Horse Floating Temple.

The entire underground of the temple had been hollowed out, with a nine-story black building standing in the underground space.

No one could have imagined that beneath such a bustling Buddhist temple thronged with dignitaries and abundant incense offerings, would lie the headquarters of the underground force known as the Black Feather Building.

And the Abbot of the White Horse Floating Temple, Huai Rang Zen Master, is actually the Tower Master of the first floor of the Black Feather Building!