120: Chapter 120 The True Scripture of Ten Thousand Poisons!

Qi Yang took a deep breath, and the five-attribute spiritual power circulated simultaneously.

The earth-attribute spiritual power opened the way in front, the gold-attribute spiritual power cut through the dark iron stone like a knife, the water-attribute spiritual power carried the rubble to fall silently, the fire-attribute spiritual power melted the adhesive substances in the tiny gaps, and the Wood-attribute Spiritual Power filled the surrounding gaps to prevent collapse.

The Five Elements moved together, completely silently.

A vertical hole just enough to accommodate a person slowly formed above his head, and the rubble was precisely controlled to sink downward without making a single sound.

Half an incense stick of time later.

Qi Yang's fingers touched the last thin stone slab above.

He held his breath, and his spiritual sense penetrated the stone slab to probe upward.

Above was a spacious main hall.

The hall was completely empty, and there was not even the aura of any defense Puppet.

In the center of the hall stood a three-zhang-tall black jade platform, and suspended above the jade platform was a Jade Slip emitting a dim green light, spinning endlessly.

Even separated by the stone slab, Qi Yang could feel the terrifying power contained within that Jade Slip.

Myriad Poisons True Scripture!

Brilliant light flashed in Qi Yang's eyes, but he suppressed his excited emotions and did not immediately break open the last layer of the stone slab.

His spiritual sense carefully scanned every corner of the main hall.

Were there any trigger-type Formations on the ground? Were there hidden mechanisms behind the pillars? Was the jade platform itself a trap?

After scanning for a full incense stick of time, he confirmed that the defenses inside the main hall had all been transferred to the Stone Puppets and toxic mist along with the activation of the outer sect-protecting Formation.

The Inheritance Hall itself was currently in an undefended state.

The designer of the Wandu Sect probably thought that anyone who could break through the twelve Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Stone Puppets and the spiritual-power-weakening toxic mist Formation, and kill their way directly into the Inheritance Hall, had already proven themselves strong enough to deserve this Legacy.

The only thing they did not calculate was that someone would enter from the sewer.

Qi Yang no longer hesitated, his five-attribute spiritual power exerted force simultaneously, and the last layer of the stone slab shattered silently.

He propped his hands on the ground, drilling out of the ground like a slippery loach.

Inside the Inheritance Hall.

The moment Qi Yang stood straight, the black gourd in his arms trembled violently, and the spiritual patterns on its surface bloomed with a dazzling dim light, almost piercing through his clothes.

"Quiet down!"

Qi Yang rebuked in a low voice, forcibly suppressing the light of the black gourd with spiritual power.

He walked quickly toward the black jade platform in the center of the hall.

The closer he got to that suspended Jade Slip, the denser the toxic fiendish aura in the air became.

If it were anyone else, just standing here would cause their spiritual power to become disordered.

But for Qi Yang, this wave of toxic fiendish aura instead refreshed his spirit.

Arriving in front of the jade platform, Qi Yang looked up at the slowly rotating Jade Slip.

The Jade Slip was dark green throughout, about one foot long and two fingers wide, and its surface was covered with tadpole-like ancient characters, every single word emitting a heart-palpitating toxic light.

Around the Jade Slip, there was also a circle of hazy emerald-green light barrier.

Qi Yang did not recklessly reach out to take it, but carefully observed the patterns on the light barrier.

This was a master-recognition Restriction, requiring the newcomer to prove that they possessed a sufficiently pure Dao of Poison Foundation before they could touch the Jade Slip.

"A master-recognition Restriction?"

The corners of Qi Yang's mouth curved upward.

He slowly raised his right hand, a drop of liquid Poison Wood Spiritual Power condensing at his fingertips.

This drop of spiritual power presented a deep dark green, with dark golden sharpness and crimson firelight faintly intertwined on its surface.

Qi Yang gently pushed this drop of Poison Wood Spiritual Power toward the emerald-green light barrier.

The moment the two made contact, the light barrier flickered violently, and then, as if encountering its own kind, that beam of light actually took the initiative to part to both sides, making way for a passage.

Qi Yang reached out, his fingertips touching the surface of the Jade Slip.

Boom!

A torrent of information so massive it was suffocating surged from the Jade Slip into his mind.

Qi Yang only felt his vision go dark, and his entire consciousness was dragged into a boundless dark green ocean.

Countless characters, patterns, Meridian operation routes, spiritual power conversion techniques... flashed rapidly through his mind like a revolving lantern.

The amount of information was too huge, so huge that his Soul was trembling.

Qi Yang bit his teeth hard, circulating the Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art to steady his mind.

The torrent of information lasted for about ten breaths of time, and then suddenly stopped.

Qi Yang felt as if his Soul had been fiercely pinched by someone and then released, cold sweat pouring all over his body.

But the excitement and elation on his face could not be suppressed.

Because all that information had already been deeply carved into the depths of his mind.

The complete Cultivation Technique of the Myriad Poisons True Scripture, all cultivation routes from the Qi Refining Stage to the Golden Core Stage, thirty-six secret techniques of the Dao of Poison, and a set of unique Alchemy techniques named Myriad Poisons Return to Origin.

An Earth Rank Medium Grade Cultivation Technique had been obtained!

Without any delay, after the information transmission was completed, the green light on the Jade Slip dimmed by thirty percent, but it did not disappear.

In other words, this Jade Slip could still pass on its Legacy to others.

He would not leave behind this hidden danger.

Qi Yang directly took the Jade Slip into his Storage Pouch, hid it close to his body, and then quickly scanned the Inheritance Hall.

Besides the Myriad Poisons True Scripture Jade Slip above the jade platform, the bookshelves on both sides of the hall also held over a hundred ordinary Jade Slips, which were cultivation insights and notes left by past Elders of the Wandu Sect.

Qi Yang did not have time to look at them; he directly swept all the Jade Slips on the entire bookshelf into his Storage Pouch, leaving not a single one behind.

After finishing all this, Qi Yang fished out a grade 2 wuxiang pill from the Storage Pouch and swallowed it, completely suppressing the spiritual power fluctuations on his body that had been briefly stirred up by contacting the Myriad Poisons True Scripture back to their original state.

Finally, he squatted down and drilled back into the hole under the floor.

Using earth-attribute spiritual power to backfill the rubble, he perfectly restored the original appearance of the ground from the outside.

Qi Yang returned to the drainage pipe and retraced his steps.

Behind him, the Inheritance Hall was empty, leaving only a solitary jade platform and two bare bookshelves.

As if no one had ever been here.

Qi Yang retraced his steps along the Wood Poison Passage, circulating the Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art along the way to absorb the poisonous miasma to replenish his spiritual power.

Walking halfway, he suddenly stopped his footsteps.

Fifty zhang ahead, there was someone.

A fiery red figure was leaning against the side wall of the passage, arms crossed, with crimson-gold light dancing in those slender phoenix eyes, smilingly looking at the direction he was walking from.

Ye Hongyu.

Qi Yang's heart sank abruptly, but his pace did not show the slightest hesitation.

He still maintained his hunched posture, cowering his shoulders, continuing to move forward with the appearance of an old peasant scared out of his wits.

"Old man, the concentration of the poisonous miasma in this passage is not low."

Ye Hongyu's voice was lazy and casual, but those eyes seemed capable of seeing through all the mist.

"A Qi Condensation Third Layer odd-job worker who can stay inside for so long and still be alive, your life is truly tough."

Qi Yang shivered, his voice trembling: "Fai... Fairy, this old man got lost and is looking for a way out. This old man will leave right now, leave right now..."

Ye Hongyu did not stop him, just tilting her head to watch him cautiously brush past her side, a hint of an ambiguous smile lingering at the corners of her mouth the whole time.

Until Qi Yang's figure disappeared at the corner of the passage, Ye Hongyu put away her smile.

She turned around, looking deep into the passage, towards the direction leading to the core plaza.

"Interesting."

She murmured in a low voice.

Afterwards, her slender fingers gently tapped in the air, and a cluster of crimson-gold flame leaped from her fingertips.

The flame fell to the ground, slowly flowing along the route Qi Yang had walked, like a fire snake tracking a scent.

The fire slid for several zhang, suddenly stopped, and then silently extinguished.

No aura, no residual spiritual power, no trace whatsoever that could be tracked.

Ye Hongyu's eyebrows raised slightly, and a trace of genuine interest flashed in those crimson-gold eyes.

"A Qi Condensation Third Layer trash odd-job worker, coming all the way here, yet so clean that not even a trace of spiritual power fluctuation was left behind?"

She turned around and walked towards the core plaza, a smile re-emerging at the corners of her mouth.

"It seems that the monsters hidden in this ruin are not just one."