51: Chapter 51 The Killing Trap!

Qingyun Market, second-floor private booth of the Tingyu Teahouse.

Bang!

The wooden carved window lattice was ground into dust by the violent Spiritual Power.

Su Qinghan flew backward out of the second floor, heavily slamming onto the bluestone street outside the teahouse, spitting out a mouthful of blood that dyed her plain white blouse red.

Inside the private booth opposite her, the former subordinates of the Luoxia Sect whom she was originally supposed to meet had already been sucked dry of all their vital essence, turning into shriveled corpses.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. As expected of a Genius with the Three-element Profound Spiritual Root and cultivation at the Peak of the Ninth Layer of Qi Condensation, you actually managed to endure this old man's Blood-Dissolving Cotton Palm without dying."

Three figures wearing scarlet blood robes slowly fluttered down from the broken window, tightly surrounding Su Qinghan in the center.

The leading Demonic Cultivator was bald, and his face was covered with centipede-like saber scars.

He played with a dripping sabre in his hand, and the pressure of the Qi Refining Tenth Layer was released, causing the surrounding air to emit bursts of explosions.

"You are people of the Blood Fiend Sect!"

Su Qinghan leaned on her long sword and stood up with difficulty from the ground.

Her pretty phoenix eyes were filled with icy murderous intent and despair.

"The Grand Elder, that old thief, actually colluded with the demonic sect!"

"Taking people's money and averting disasters for them, that's all."

The bald Demonic Cultivator sneered hideously.

"Young Miss Su, don't blame anyone, just blame your talent for being too good. The Three-element Profound Spiritual Root! As long as you don't die prematurely, Foundation Establishment is a certainty. How could that old fellow let you live?"

"Stop wasting words with her! The market's law enforcement team will soon be alerted, make it quick! Cut off her head and go collect the reward!"

The tall and thin Demonic Cultivator on the left shouted impatiently.

Boom!

The three Qi Refining Tenth Layer Demonic Cultivators erupted at the same time!

The scarlet Blood Fiend Spiritual Power turned into three terrifying saber beams, sealing off all of Su Qinghan's retreat paths and slashing down overhead with a pungent bloody stench!

The suppression of Realms was vividly displayed at this moment.

The pure Spiritual Power about to liquefy within the Qi Refining Tenth Layer was simply not something the Qi Condensation 9th Layer could contend against!

"Want to kill me? In your dreams!"

The pride in Su Qinghan's bones was completely stimulated.

She bit the tip of her tongue, burned her vital essence, and crazily circulated the foundation of the Three-element Profound Spiritual Root!

The emerald-green long sword in her hand burst out with a dazzling Sword Qi storm, violently crashing head-on against the three blood-colored saber beams!

Snap!

The Sword Qi storm only supported itself for half a breath before it was forcefully torn apart by the three Qi Refining Tenth Layer saber beams!

Su Qinghan spat out another mouthful of blood, but utilizing this recoil force, she desperately broke through the Demonic Cultivators' encirclement and fled crazily toward the dark abandoned spiritual Ore area on the outskirts of the market.

"Struggling on your deathbed! Pursue!"

The bald Demonic Cultivator snorted coldly, and the three turned into three streaks of blood light, pursuing relentlessly.

At this time, in the abandoned spiritual Ore area on the outskirts of the market, fifty zhang underground.

Qi Yang had long since used the Earth Escape Technique to quietly lurk here.

His powerful perception had already clearly captured the four Spiritual Qi fluctuations rapidly approaching on the ground.

"They're here!"

Qi Yang sat cross-legged in the mud and rocks deep underground, his hands forming seals as fast as lightning.

He placed the three-hundred-year-old miasma crystal that he had just spent a lot of money to buy in front of him. Within his Dantian, the Qi Condensation 8th Layer Poison Wood Spiritual Power surged out!

Although the Five-Element Mixed Spiritual Rootss absorbed Spiritual Qi slowly, they possessed a Heaven-Defying advantage that no Genius possessed: the Five Elements generating each other and encompassing all things!

Qi Yang used earth-attribute spiritual power to communicate with the waste gas of the underground Ore vein, water-attribute spiritual power to dissolve the poisonous miasma of the miasma crystal, fire-attribute spiritual power to stimulate the toxicity, and finally Wood-attribute Spiritual Power to perfectly fuse all the toxins!

"The Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art, Poison Wood Strangling Array! Condense for me!"

Qi Yang let out a low roar in his heart.

A colorless and odorless terrifying poison array, whose Spiritual Qi fluctuations were even perfectly covered by the miscellaneous aura of the abandoned mining area, spread upward toward the ground with Qi Yang as the center, shrouding a space of a hundred zhang in radius.

This was the true turtle-strategy death trap!

No showing up, no talking nonsense, even the poisonous gas was transparent!

Bang!

Su Qinghan stumbled covered in blood into the abandoned mining area.

The spiritual power within her body had dried up, and her Meridians were breaking inch by inch under the backlash of forcibly burning vital essence.

She leaned against a huge abandoned Ore, panting heavily, and desperately looked at the three blood-colored figures falling in mid-air.

"Run? Why aren't you running anymore?"

The bald Demonic Cultivator carried the dripping saber, stepping toward Su Qinghan step by step.

The pressure of the Qi Refining Tenth Layer was like a substantive mountain, pressing down so hard that even Su Qinghan's hand holding the sword was trembling violently.

"Being able to die in the hands of the Three Fiends of our Blood Fiend Sect, you can be considered to have died worthily."

The bald Demonic Cultivator slowly raised his saber, scarlet Blood Fiend Spiritual Power crazily condensing on the blade, preparing to sever Su Qinghan's head with a single slash.

Su Qinghan smiled bitterly and closed her eyes.

She knew that the chasm of Realms could not be crossed, and today she was bound to die without a doubt.

But at this moment of life and death, Qi Yang, fifty zhang deep underground, had a terrifying green light burst from his turbid old eyes, and his hands slammed together!

"Explode!"

The moment Qi Yang detonated the Poison Wood Strangling Array underground, within the space of a hundred zhang radius above the ground of the abandoned mining area, the air suddenly twisted weirdly.

"Go to hell!"

The bald Demonic Cultivator sneered hideously, the saber in his hand about to slash down fiercely.

Just as he urged the liquefied spiritual power within his body, his expression changed drastically!

"What is going on?! My spiritual power!"

Not only him, but the other two Qi Refining Tenth Layer Demonic Cultivators also let out panicked screams at the same time.

They discovered with horror that the pure Blood Fiend Spiritual Power within their bodies was actually rapidly stagnating and solidifying!

Under the erosion of this colorless and odorless poisonous miasma, the protective blood aura originally covering their body surface didn't even last half a breath before directly emitting a sizzling corrosion sound and completely collapsing!

"Toxic! It's extreme poison! Retreat quickly!"

The bald Demonic Cultivator was so frightened that his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, and he desperately tried to squeeze the spiritual power in his Dantian to escape this area.

Facing the poison array under the dual blessing of the three-hundred-year-old miasma crystal and the Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art, it became an extravagant hope for them to even move a finger!

The poisonous gas followed their pores and breathing, crazily drilling into the Meridians and crazily destroying their vitality!

"Retreat? Retreat my foot! Die for me!"

Fifty zhang underground, Qi Yang cruelly grinned, his wide cuffs shaking fiercely.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Three pitch-black top-grade wood spikes, quenched with the extreme poison of Frost Absolute Shadow, wrapped under Qi Yang's fine Wood-attribute Spiritual Power, were like three poisonous snakes hidden in the dark night, silently breaking out of the ground!

At this moment, the spiritual power of the three Qi Refining Tenth Layer Demonic Cultivators was stagnant, and their Protective Auras were completely gone. They were simply three living targets!

Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!

Three muffled sounds of sharp blades entering flesh rang out.

The three poisonous spikes shot out from underground with absolute precision, directly piercing through the fatal acupoints on the soles of the three Demonic Cultivators' feet and deeply piercing into their shin bones!

"Ah!!!"

The bald Demonic Cultivator let out a shrill scream.

The scream stopped abruptly halfway out.

The extreme cold toxicity of Frost Absolute Shadow erupted with a bang, and ice-blue frost visible to the naked eye spread crazily upward from the soles of their feet, freezing their legs, torsos, and even their windpipes in the blink of an eye!

Following closely, the corrosive power of the three-hundred-year-old miasma crystal and the extreme cold power of Frost Absolute Shadow produced a terrifying repulsive reaction within their bodies.

Snap!

The three Qi Refining Tenth Layer masters didn't even have the chance to display their trump cards before their entire physical bodies shattered like fragile ice sculptures with a loud crash!

Under the erosion of the poisonous miasma, the shattered flesh and blood emitted bursts of nauseating white smoke, and within a mere three breaths of time, they turned into three pools of foul-smelling, pungent blood water, seeping into the soil of the abandoned mining area.