Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 698 - 699: Easily Captured

Chapter 698: Chapter 699: Easily Captured

The Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron appeared, and the momentum of the Poison-Hand Demon Monarch surged wildly.

With the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron, an ancient poisonous weapon, in the hands of the Poison-Hand Demon Monarch, its power was terrifying to the extreme, making the miasma of poison around him ten times stronger.

"Ancient Spiritual Artifact."

Chu Fengmian recognized the old age of the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron at a glance.

Such ancient spiritual artifacts, though not of heavenly rank, wielded true power that was even above that of heavenly spiritual artifacts.

The fact that the Poison-Hand Demon Monarch possessed such a treasure was extremely rare in the entire northern region.

Clearly, it was very possible that the Poison-Hand Demon Monarch obtained this Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron from the Ruins of Annihilation.

"Boy, you can choose to end your life now and suffer less pain, or wait for me to let you taste the excruciating pain of the Ten Thousand Poison Devouring Body!"

The Poison-Hand Demon Monarch looked at Chu Fengmian and said coldly.

"You probably don’t know the pain of the Ten Thousand Poison Devouring Body. Later, you will find that death itself is a luxury you cannot afford. I will not let you die so easily. With the numerous blessings your body has received, I will transform your Dragon Blood into Poison Dragon Blood, which will be enough to further strengthen my power!"

"And you, Han Yueli, I can choose not to kill you, as long as you willingly become my woman. Once I’ve taken your Innate power, I may spare you from death."

Confident of his victory, the Poison-Hand Demon Monarch laughed loudly.

"Make your choice."

"Is that so? In front of me, your petty magic is less than an ant. Even the old timers of the Nine Demon City dare not be so arrogant in front of me. You’re just a little demon lord. I could kill you just as easily as crushing an ant!"

Chu Fengmian looked at the Poison-Hand Demon Monarch and sneered.

"Arrogant! Chu Fengmian, let’s see how you can remain so cocky once I capture you!"

The Poison-Hand Demon Monarch shouted angrily, again stirring two enormous poisonous hands, reaching for Chu Fengmian.

With the enhancement of the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron, the power of the Poison-Hand Demon Monarch’s poison techniques had become ten times stronger. The two poisonous hands, each a hundred meters long, struck from the sky, looking terrifyingly fearsome.

Countless deadly poisons adorned them, each looking vicious and menacing.

"Slash!"

Yet Chu Fengmian remained unaffected. With a wave of his hand, the Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword slashed towards the Poison-Hand Demon Monarch once more.

As he swung the sword, it gleamed with innumerable Spiritual Power.

"Hiss!"

The sword edge cut through, instantly transforming into a sky filled with Sword Qi, with every stroke tearing at the very fabric of the void.

Despite no changes in his strength since the Martial Contest, Chu Fengmian’s Nine Domains Sword Technique had reached another realm altogether after observing countless battles of geniuses.

One sword stroke, without any need for swordsmanship techniques, was far more powerful than numerous exquisite swordsmanship maneuvers.

On Chu Fengmian, the power of the ancient battle dragon bloodline was pushed to its limit, and his Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword reached the peak of its strength under the stimulation of that war dragon bloodline.

"Boom!"

A thunderous noise echoed through the void, and under Chu Fengmian’s sword stroke, the two poison hands were shattered to pieces.

The Forbidden Array Formation on the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron displayed countless cracks, as if under Chu Fengmian’s sword strike, it couldn’t withstand the edge of the Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword.

This Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron, while an ancient Spiritual Artifact, was no match for Chu Fengmian’s Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword, which was also an ancient Spiritual Artifact and, moreover, a treasured relic of the dragon lineage, ranking at the pinnacle of Heavenly Spiritual Artifacts.

Even the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron couldn’t contend with the edge of the Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword.

"What?"

The Poison Hand Demon Lord staggered backward, also feeling the reverberating force from the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron.

He had relied on the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron, unchallenged and ruthless, yet now in the face of Chu Fengmian’s Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword, his reliance appeared so fragile and vulnerable.

The Poison Hand Demon Lord, pushed back by Chu Fengmian, revealed a sinister look on his face.

"Poison King Descends!"

The Poison Hand Demon Lord lifted high the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron, shouting towards the sky, and in that instant in the void, countless poisonous creatures appeared as drops of rain began to fall from above.

Each drop seemed colorless, but in fact, contained the most intense poisons of the world, each droplet infused with a deadly venom.

Even if one could resist one or two kinds, the sheer number of these deadly poisons descending all at once was terrifying, like the end of the world.

"You lesser poisons cannot even come near me!"

Chu Fengmian watched the countless drops of poison rain descending, his expression remaining utterly calm. In the palm of his hand, a drop of golden Dragon Blood suddenly appeared.

This drop of golden Dragon Blood began to burn furiously in the palm of Chu Fengmian’s hand, turning into a golden flame. With a wave of his hand, the golden flames enveloped both Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli completely.

As the countless drops of poison rain approached the golden flame, they evaporated instantly, not a single one coming close to Chu Fengmian.

"My poison rain should extinguish all flames! What fire is this?"

The Poison Hand Demon Lord’s face changed drastically. His move, Poison King Descends, was essentially his trump card, and yet his strongest poison techniques couldn’t even get close to Chu Fengmian.

The poison rain that could trouble even those who surpassed the realm of life and death seemed utterly feeble in front of the golden flames conjured by Chu Fengmian.

"Your poison techniques are too weak, unable to break through even my dragon flame, and you still seek to kill me?"

Chu Fengmian snorted coldly, taking a step forward, and appearing right before the Poison Hand Demon Lord.

His palm launched forward, blasting towards the Poison Hand Demon Lord.

Upon seeing Chu Fengmian’s sudden attack, the Poison Hand Demon Lord hurriedly channeled his Spiritual Power, forming a barrier before him, but it was exceedingly frail in front of Chu Fengmian’s strike.

As Chu Fengmian’s mind willed it, the power in the palm of his hand concentrated into a point and transformed directly into a sharp sword, piercing through the barrier, shattering it instantly.

The Poison Hand Demon Lord had no chance to resist and was caught directly in the palm of Chu Fengmian’s hand.

"Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron!"

In the grip of Chu Fengmian’s hand, the Poison Hand Demon Lord’s face turned extremely anxious; in such a situation, with just a squeeze from Chu Fengmian, he would meet his demise.

Without time for thought, he immediately urged the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron to crash towards Chu Fengmian, seeking to break free from his grasp.

Chu Fengmian, with a calm expression, watched the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron smashing towards him, simply waving his hand to dissipate the majority of its force, catching it directly in his hand as well.

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