108: Chapter 108 Thousand Poison Swamp Killing Array

The frantically fleeing Loose Cultivators froze in place.

Qian Duobao's mung bean-like eyes stared wide like copper bells, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Yao Banxia's pupils also violently constricted as she stared fixedly at Qi Yang's hunched back.

The remaining four evil Cultivators were scared until their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, and their crotches were even wet.

"O-Old, Boss is dead! Run!"

The four of them turned and ran, wishing their parents had given them two more legs.

Qi Yang's gaze was indifferent.

Cutting weeds without eradicating the roots causes them to grow back in the spring wind. Since he had already made a move, none of them need to think about surviving.

His fingers flicked repeatedly, and four poison barbs pierced through the air.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

...

Four shrill miserable screams rang out almost simultaneously.

The four fleeing evil Cultivators directly transformed into four pools of blood in mid-air, dying in neat order.

Qi Yang stepped forward, skillfully using spiritual power to summon the five Storage Pouch on the ground into his hands, tucking them into his bosom.

The entire process was smooth like flowing water, just like doing a trivial matter.

"Gulp..."

Qian Duobao swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, his face instantly covered with a flattering smile, rolling over like a meatball.

"Aiyaya, Senior possesses boundless Divine Might and limitless magical power! Junior Qian Duobao's admiration for Senior flows endlessly like the surging river water..."

Qi Yang gave him a cold glance.

Qian Duobao immediately shut his mouth, tactfully taking two steps back, not daring to act presumptuously again.

Yao Banxia stepped forward and slightly cupped her hands.

"Thank you Senior for making a move to save us, Junior Yao Banxia."

Qi Yang waved his hand, his voice hoarse: "This old man was merely defending himself, no need to thank me."

Finishing his words, Qi Yang turned and walked towards an inn within the market. He did not want to have too many entanglements with these two fellows of unknown origin.

At night, inside the inn room.

Qi Yang sat cross-legged on the bed, counting the Storage Pouch of the evil Cultivators.

The Qi Condensation Great Completion leader was truly wealthy; inside were over a thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stone, along with quite a few Artifact Refining Materials, which could be considered a windfall.

Just at this moment, a Jade Slip in Qi Yang's bosom vibrated slightly.

This was a private communication Jade Slip given to him by Su Qinghan.

Qi Yang injected a trace of spiritual power, and Su Qinghan's cold yet confident voice came out from the Jade Slip.

"Qi Yang, I led a team to a spirit mine at the border. A group of demonic Cultivators were entrenched there. The Sect originally wanted to send an Elder, but I volunteered."

"Without an Elder to guard the Dao, relying on the Absolute Cold Sword Domain, I executed three Peak Qi Condensation 12th Layer demonic Cultivator leaders in Formation, completely calming the turmoil."

The voice carried a trace of hard-to-conceal pride and resolute slaughter.

Listening to this, a gratified smile appeared at the corner of Qi Yang's mouth.

This lass had truly transformed; she was no longer that weak young girl in the Outer Sect Herb Garden who wanted to commit suicide after being bullied by a deacon.

She had already grown into an unparalleled sharp sword capable of standing alone.

At the end of the Jade Slip, Su Qinghan's voice softened slightly.

"What about you? An old bag of bones, have you found a secret prescription to prolong life in the Mortal world? Don't die outside; the Nether Grass Field still counts on you to go back and plant."

Qi Yang smiled, picked up the Jade Slip and replied.

"This old man has a tough life and won't die for the time being. I am on the way back to the Sect, Fairy, please take care of yourself."

Putting down the Jade Slip, Qi Yang closed his eyes and began to consolidate his Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation.

Early the next morning.

Just as Qi Yang pushed open the door of the inn, he saw Qian Duobao and Yao Banxia standing outside the door.

"Good morning, Senior!"

Qian Duobao smiled like a blooming flower.

Qi Yang frowned: "What do you two want?"

Qian Duobao rubbed his hands and stepped forward mysteriously, saying: "Senior, to tell you the truth, Junior knows of a newly discovered perilous place nearby called Thousand Poison Swamp."

"Toxic miasma lingers there all year round, but many rare tier-2 poisonous herbs grow inside! There is even the legendary heavenly poison fruit!"

"Junior has an absolutely safe route map in hand, and wants to invite Senior and Fairy Yao to team up for an adventure. Senior's strength is formidable, Fairy Yao is proficient in toxicology, coupled with Junior's route map, it is simply a match made in heaven!"

Qi Yang originally wanted to refuse, but upon hearing the words tier-2 poisonous herbs, his heart stirred slightly.

Although he had already achieved Foundation Establishment, those previous tier-1 poisonous herbs had greatly diminished effects on him.

He urgently needed high-grade poisonous herbs to refine new Medicinal Pill and enhance his cultivation.

Moreover, with the black gourd in hand, as long as he could get seeds or seedlings of high-grade poisonous herbs, he could steadily ripen them.

"heavenly poison fruit?"

Yao Banxia's eyes also lit up, obviously very interested in this thing.

Qi Yang took a deep look at Qian Duobao.

This fat man definitely harbored malicious intentions, and the so-called safe route map was probably also a pit.

But Qi Yang was bold with his high skill; he was now a genuine Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator. In this Mortal border, who could possibly pitfall him?

"Lead the way."

Qi Yang was concise and to the point.

Qian Duobao was overjoyed: "Alright then! Senior, please this way!"

The three of them, each harboring their own thoughts, left the Heishui Market and hurried towards the direction of Thousand Poison Swamp.

Two days later.

A huge swamp shrouded in thick green toxic miasma appeared before the three of them.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of decay, and large bubbles constantly popped up from the mud pond, emitting deadly poison gas after bursting.

"Senior, this is it."

Qian Duobao took out a tattered sheepskin scroll and pointed to a hidden path ahead.

"Walking along this path is absolutely safe; you won't even encounter a single Yao Beast!"

Qi Yang did not speak, quietly spreading out his spiritual sense.

Yao Banxia took out a detoxification Medicinal Pill, held it in her mouth, and looked around vigilantly.

The three of them stepped onto that so-called path.

Having walked less than a hundred zhang away, the mud swamp beneath their feet suddenly rolled violently, and dazzling blood-red Formation patterns emerged from the soil, trapping the three firmly in the center!

A terrifying murderous intent soared into the sky, directly blocking all paths of retreat.

"Fatty, is this what you call absolutely safe?"

Yao Banxia's face was ashen, and she had already grasped a few poisonous pellets emitting a pungent odor in her hands.

Qian Duobao was frightened until his face turned ashen, and all the fat on his body was trembling.

"Fairy Yao, this really has nothing to do with Fat Lord! I bought this route map for a huge sum of money, who knew there was a fatal killing Formation hidden here!"

Qi Yang stood in place, his gaze as calm as water.

His spiritual sense had already spread out.

This was not a trap set artificially at all, but a composite killing Formation formed by the combination of a natural terrain on the periphery of Thousand Poison Swamp and some ancient Restriction.

As time passed, the natural toxic miasma eroded the Restriction, and the two merged into one, forming a terrifying trap that would automatically trigger whenever any living creature stepped into it.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

The surrounding toxic miasma twisted violently, actually transforming into a dozen substantial venomous pythons the thickness of a water bucket.

These venomous pythons were pitch-green all over, their scales flashing with heart-palpitating blood light. Opening their blood-filled jaws, they carried a fishy wind and frantically lunged to kill the three!

"It's over, it's over! Fat Lord is going to kick the bucket here today!"

Qian Duobao let out a strange cry, and the greasy silk on his body suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, transforming into a golden light shield to protect him tightly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several venomous pythons fiercely crashed into the golden light shield, knocking Qian Duobao back repeatedly, and even tiny cracks appeared on the light shield.

Yao Banxia did not sit still and await death either; she waved her hands repeatedly, smashing a few poisonous pellets onto the venomous pythons.

Green venom splashed everywhere, but those venomous pythons condensed from toxic miasma and Formation power were not afraid of poison at all. Instead, they absorbed the power of the poisonous pellets and became even more violent.

"Ordinary poisons are useless against them!"

Yao Banxia clenched her teeth, a trace of despair flashing in her eyes.

Qi Yang watched coldly from the sidelines.

He was now a genuine Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator; as long as he slightly released a trace of liquid Poison Wood Spiritual Power, he could tear apart this dilapidated killing Formation.

But he did not want to expose his cultivation here.

The Law of Gou: never reveal your trump cards in front of people whose backgrounds you don't understand.

If he couldn't use cultivation to break it by force, he would break the game with toxicology!

Qi Yang's turbid eyes stared fixedly at the trajectory of the Formation's operation, his gaze bypassing those dancing venomous pythons and directly locking onto several key nodes where the Formation patterns intersected beneath his feet.

This kind of Formation combining nature and ancient Restriction looked flawless, but in reality, due to the erosion of time, the operation of spiritual power had long developed stagnation.

"That's it."

A bright light flashed in Qi Yang's eyes.

His fingers moved quickly inside his wide sleeves, and he fished out a small jade bottle from the Storage Pouch.

What was contained inside was the poison blood-dissolving powder.

Although blood-dissolving powder did not have much effect on Cultivators, it possessed a domineering characteristic—strong corrosiveness!

Qi Yang did not use any spiritual power, purely relying on his formidable Physical Body strength to flick his fingers repeatedly.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

A few drops of dark red blood-dissolving powder venom, like arrows leaving the string, accurately and incomparably passed through the gaps of the venomous pythons, hitting fiercely on the three weak nodes of the Formation patterns beneath his feet.