Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 73: The Old Poison

Chapter 73: Chapter 73: The Old Poison

"Boom!" Deep in the cave, a boulder door blocking the way was blasted open by Shi Feng’s punch, rocks falling in pieces, revealing the scene inside.

It was a spacious stone chamber, similarly illuminated by dim green light, the ground piled with the bodies of poison insects, snakes, scorpions, spiders, and toads, emitting waves of rotten stench.

At the far end of the chamber, there sat a furnace tripod over three meters high, with a Black Robed Man squatting in front of it, his back facing Shi Feng.

Next to the Black Robed Man lay a massive Demon Wolf, and on the beast lay a white silhouette—it was Yuel Wushuang.

The noise from the shattered stone door slowly made the Black Robed Man turn his head, and Shi Feng saw a face already so rotten it was unrecognizable, a disgustingly green, oily visage.

"Three-star Martial King!" Shi Feng determined the Black Robed Man’s cultivation level at a glance. Seeing that Yuel Wushuang was still alive, Shi Feng quietly let out a sigh of relief, then shifted his gaze back to that monstrous figure, stepping into the stone chamber.

"Hehehe!" The Black Robed Man saw Shi Feng and let out a strange laugh, his voice nasty like an owl’s, "Little boy, you must be the pretty little lover of my beautiful young wife, right? Hehehe, since you’ve come to me, later when I consummate with my beauty, we’ll play a game. I’ll let you watch how your beloved woman writhes and moans under me, and then let her see the pain on her lover’s face as he wishes for death. Hehehe, just thinking about it excites me, I can’t wait."

As the Black Robed Man spoke, his green rotten face trembled increasingly, becoming more repulsive.

"You’ve brought it upon yourself, you deserve to die!" Shi Feng roared angrily, thrusting his sword forward, a white sword Qi shot out, slashing through the void, aiming at the face of the Black Robed man.

"Hmph! Overconfident fool!" The Black Robed elder sneered disdainfully, lifting his right sleeve to reveal a large black pincer, which looked just like the ones found on a scorpion.

The Black Robed elder extended his black pincer casually, clamping towards the incoming white sword Qi.

Only when the sword Qi was close did the Black Robed elder sense its extraordinary nature, his face dramatically changed, but it was too late. The sword Qi sliced through, severing his black pincer, causing a gush of black blood, before continuing to stab into his chest, forcing him to retreat repeatedly until his body slammed into the furnace tripod behind him to stable his stance.

"Aow!" The Black Robed elder lifted his head and howled in fury, "Damn! You’ve hurt me! It hurts, so much pain! I want you buried without a grave!"

With the Black Robed elder’s furious roar, the entire stone chamber began to quiver violently, sand and dust trickled down from above.

"Then die!" Shi Feng, using his movement technique, flashed in front of the Black Robed elder, his face icy, killing intent surging, both hands gripping the Bloodthirsty Sword glowing with white light, he thrust fiercely towards the rotten face of the Black Robed elder.

The Black Robed elder’s wide-open mouth suddenly spewed a cloud of black poison, transforming into a slender black snake that slithered around the sword Shi Feng thrust, blocking his attack, then continued to move along the blade, its forked tongue shooting out towards Shi Feng’s face.

"Break!" Shi Feng shouted lowly, shaking his sword vigorously, immediately dispersing the black snake on his blade. Then, from above, a black shadow flitted, a scorpion-tail-like barb glowing with black light, ignited with eerie black flames, suddenly plunged down.

Shi Feng could clearly sense the extraordinary potency and power laced within the barb, with a push of his right foot against the ground, his figure immediately whirled backward.

"Boom!" The barbed hook struck the ground where Shi Feng had just been standing, emitting a loud boom. The ground cracked like a spider web, and strands of black fire burned from the fissures. This was the poisonous black fire from the barb, and soon the ground was corroded by the black fire, making a sizzling sound.

"Snap!" Another noise rang out as the Black Robed Old Poison Monster, his right arm bleeding black blood, extended it forward and a new black-shelled pincer grew from where his hand had been severed.

"Hehehe, my precious, my little precious, you’ve come back to me," the Black Robed Old Poison Monster said, stretching out his pitch-black left hand and lovingly caressing the newly grown black-shelled pincer. His repulsive green decaying face surprisingly revealed joy.

Then he quickly raised his head, his nearly falling eyeballs in his rotten face glaring at Shi Feng, "I will use my little precious to clip off your little precious and let you truly taste the desire to die, hehehe."

In response, Shi Feng simply held his sword forward and once again charged ahead, "Netherworld One Sword!" He thrust what seemed like an ordinary sword at the Black Robed Poison Monster.

The Black Robed Poison Monster still remembered the sword that had severed his hand earlier; naturally, he didn’t dare to underestimate Shi Feng anymore. Opening his rotten, repulsive mouth, he spewed out a black mist that transformed into a black snake, coiling towards the sword in Shi Feng’s hand.

Behind him, the scorpion’s tail, burning with black fire, transformed into a black shadow and once again struck toward Shi Feng’s head.

A black-shelled pincer, obviously toxic as well, opened and clamped towards Shi Feng’s torso. This time, that pitch-black left hand also moved, exuding a mass of black poisonous gas which transformed into a disgusting black toad the size of a head, biting towards Shi Feng’s neck.

Multiple attacks, both offensive and defensive, prepared for a simultaneous assault on Shi Feng. If Shi Feng were to be hit by even one strike, he would surely be inflicted with severe poison.

Shi Feng was well-prepared; he had almost seen through this Old Poison Monster’s tactics during the previous attack. With a flick of his sword, "Netherworld One Sword," a continuous flurry of white sword shadows appeared in front of him, blocking the black pincer and the black toad.

At the same time, Shi Feng shouted, "Block it for me!"

Seeing the scorpion’s tail wrapped in black fire almost striking his head, a fist-sized mass of bright red blood-colored flame immediately appeared above his head, surging upward to contend with the crashing down black fire barb.

Shi Feng’s left hand formed a Seal, creating afterimages as the temperature around him dropped sharply. A significant amount of Nine Nether Power was drawn out from his body, converging between his palms.

Then Shi Feng pushed forward with his palm, striking out a white Handprint, meeting the black snake spewed from the mouth of the Old Poison Monster.

This Handprint was the very Nine Nether Absolute Evil Seal that Shi Feng had used to kill the Hai Family’s Steward Yue!

"Boom!" The white Handprint dissipated the little black snake spit out by the Black Robed Old Poison Monster, and then, as the Old Poison Monster looked on in shock, it directly struck his disgusting, rotten face, blasting him away completely, "Dang!"

The Old Poison Monster’s whole body once again crashed into the Furnace Tripod behind him, causing it to tremble; "Ugh!" A mouthful of black poisonous blood spewed out from the Old Poison Monster’s mouth, and his body slid to the ground.

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