284: Chapter 282 Third Brother! What exactly did you put there?!

"Luo Ximei, burn it! Burn it at maximum power! Don't leave a single blind spot!"

Chu Weiwei's voice sounded sharp and crazed amidst the violent suction of the Void Realm.

She took out the bottom-of-the-barrel poison powders, corrosive liquids, and even foul-smelling glands refined for a thousand years—things she usually didn't even dare touch—from her storage ring and smashed them all onto the deck at the front of the flying boat.

That pool of eerie purple-green liquid, with viscous bubbles constantly rising to the surface, seemed to warp the surrounding space just by flowing there, as if the space itself couldn't withstand the stench.

"What kind of hellish recipe is this?!"

Even though Luo Ximei had held her breath and sealed her five senses, that Soul-piercing stench still frantically seeped inward along the edges of her Divine Sense.

Boom!

The black-and-white intertwined Fiendgod Fire erupted from her palm.

Luo Ximei precisely controlled the temperature of the Demonic Fire at a critical point, ensuring the pool of toxic liquid wouldn't be instantly incinerated into ash, but would instead gasify in the shortest time and in the most violent manner!

Sizzle!!!

Accompanied by a scalp-numbing searing sound, the purple-green toxic liquid instantly transformed into a thick, ghastly green toxic mist under the roasting of the Demonic Fire.

With a loud bang, the toxic mist exploded like a highly compressed bomb within the relatively enclosed, humid, and mucus-filled oral passage of the World-Devouring Kun!

If the previous stench was only physically unpleasant...

Then at this moment, the toxic mist stimulated by Luo Ximei's True Immortal Origin Demonic Fire had directly completed a sublimation akin to a dimensional strike.

It was a horrific smell that combined the decay of ten-thousand-year-old corpses, the fermentation of deep-sea dead fish, and countless types of toxic Spiritual Plants, all amplified ten thousand times.

It even ignored the barrier of spiritual power and acted directly on the most basic sensory nerves of a living creature.

Blegh!

Standing at the very edge, Ye You—the Primordial Monster Emperor known for being able to devour all things with an appetite as vast as a black hole—turned pale and knelt directly on the deck, dry-heaving a mouthful of stomach acid after inhaling a trace of the drifting toxic gas.

"You... this stuff... gag..."

Ye You clutched her throat; even her proud Abyssal Devouring Bloodline was frantically rejecting this smell.

"Stop talking! Hold your breath! Guard your mind!"

Su Lin stood behind the toxic mist, pushing the starlight of the Myriad Heavens Star Chart to its limit, death-gripping the mist and shoving it toward the bottomless depths of the throat ahead.

His originally pale face was now turned slightly green by the stench.

It was too overwhelming.

He swore that he would never provoke this crazy girl Chu Weiwei in the future. If she ever added a single drop of this stuff to his food, his Mahayana Stage Dao foundation might actually develop cracks from the sheer disgust.

With the push from the Star Power, the ghastly green toxic mist flowed like a solid substance down the World-Devouring Kun's esophagus, which was lined with barbs and mucus, surging unimpeded into the deepest part of its throat.

That indescribably massive ancient beast had been comfortably closing its mouth, preparing to enjoy this tiny snack between its teeth.

However, the moment that clump of toxic mist touched the massive, soft, and nerve-rich flesh deep within its throat...

The entire world seemed to freeze at that moment.

Under the unimaginable stench and physiological stimulation, the World-Devouring Kun's massive body underwent violent, uncontrollable convulsions!

The surrounding dark red flesh walls, which had been softly writhing, now frantically contracted and twisted due to the extreme nausea. Massive amounts of grayish-white stomach acid and saliva erupted from the gaps in the flesh walls, crashing down like waterfalls.

"It's reacting!!!"

Gu Qiuyue stared intently at the frantically twitching astrolabe and screamed, "Its... its muscles are having reverse spasms!"

"Now's the time!"

Su Lin's eyes widened, the river of stars within them flowing to the extreme. He suddenly turned his head to look at the red figure crouching on the deck like a fully drawn bowstring.

"Hong Ling! Give its throat a heavy blow! Smash its tonsils to bits!!!"

"Roger that! Just watch me, Old Man!!!"

Su Hongling had been holding it in so long she was about to explode.

She took a deep breath, almost fainting from the lingering stench, and stomped her feet hard onto the deck.

Boom!!!

The star sea wave breaker, a giant ship built from Primordial Dragon Bone, actually had its bow dip sharply from her kick.

Using this terrifying reactive force, Su Hongling transformed into a meteor burning with golden battle runes, instantly piercing through the layer of ghastly green toxic mist and charging straight toward the core of the darkness ahead.

It was the deepest part of the World-Devouring Kun's throat, where a hanging piece of soft flesh the size of a mountain resided.

Su Hongling did not draw her sword.

Facing such soft yet extremely resilient biological tissue, a sharp blade would instead have its force dissipated.

She compressed all her blood-qi power and the Law of gravity into her right fist without reservation.

That fair and petite fist erupted with a light that even outshone the surrounding darkness, like a collapsing supernova!

"Heaven-Shaking Hammer!!!"

Bang!!!

A dull thud, like striking a broken drum, exploded deep within the World-Devouring Kun's throat.

Because Su Hongling's punch used pure "penetrating force."

That terrifying power, enough to shatter a small star, did not explode on the surface but instead traveled through the massive soft flesh like a violent electric current, directly piercing through the World-Devouring Kun's entire central nervous system!

Awoooo!

If Chu Weiwei's toxic mist was a chemical attack, then Su Hongling's punch was the final physical critical hit that broke the camel's back!

Holy crap! So slippery! So gross!

After landing the punch, Su Hongling felt as if her hand had been shoved into a giant mass of ten-thousand-year-old fermented snot.

She shook her hand in disgust and, using the recoil, retreated like a red swallow back to the deck of the flying boat in a flash.

"Revered Master, Revered Master! It's done!"

She wiped the mucus off her face and shouted excitedly.

"Everyone hold on tight! It's going to vomit!!!"

Su Lin had no time to praise her.

He threw his hands open, pushing the starlight protective shield of the Myriad Heavens Star Chart to 200%.

"Cold Moon! Qingxue! Open all the defensive Formations! Lock the ship down tight!"

"Understood!"

Cold Moon and Mu Qingxue were already prepared. Nine platinum-colored Imperial Golden Dragons tightly coiled around the ship's hull, and a layer of Mystic Ice a hundred yards thick instantly froze the entire flying boat into a massive block of ice.

In the very next millisecond after the defense formed...

A repulsive force ten thousand times more violent than the previous suction surged up from the depths of the World-Devouring Kun's stomach like a volcanic eruption!

It was mixed with stomach acid and undigested star fragments!

"Hold on tight!!!"

Before this terrifying torrent, the flying boat was like a leaf in a washing machine, instantly swept into the air by the violent turbulence of stomach acid.

Bang bang bang bang!

The hundred-yard ice layer Mu Qingxue had condensed made tooth-aching cracking sounds as it came into contact with the highly corrosive and impactful stomach acid.

"Chief Steward! Full port! Cut out along the direction of the flow! Don't resist it head-on!" Su Lin roared to Gu Qiuyue in the control room via Divine Sense.

"I know! Revered Master! My Spirit Stones are burning, ahhh!"

Gu Qiuyue was so heartbroken that tears fell. She frantically adjusted the astrolabe, pushing the thrust of the Formations at the bottom of the boat to the maximum, struggling to maintain balance in the stomach acid tsunami that was tossing them so hard the ship nearly fell apart.

"I see light! The exit is open!"

Luo Ximei pointed ahead.

At the end of the surging torrent, the World-Devouring Kun's sky-obscuring abyss-like maw was forced open into a massive gap due to the violent vomiting.

The starlight from the Void Realm outside filtered in through the gap.

"Now! Charge out!"

Su Lin took a deep breath, the golden light at his brow shining brilliantly.

"Space, Fold!"

He released the trace of Law power he had just recovered without reservation.

The space in front of the flying boat was instantly drawn close. The star sea wave breaker turned into a streak of purple-gold light and, following the nauseating jet of torrent, was forcibly spat out from that fang-filled maw with a whoosh!

...

Boom!

The flying boat charged out of the giant mouth, instantly escaping that terrifying suppressive force and returning to the cold, silent Void Realm.

Behind them, that indescribably massive World-Devouring Kun was painfully rolling its huge body. Its giant yellow vertical pupil was filled with human-like disgust and grievance as it kept its mouth wide open, constantly spitting out grayish-white acid and the ghastly green toxic mist Chu Weiwei had created.

It was clearly disgusted to the core by this group of humans who lacked any sense of martial ethics.

It didn't even chase the escaping small boat. It just frantically thrashed its massive tail, tearing through a large patch of space, and dove headfirst into the deeper turbulent flows of the Void Realm, seemingly in a hurry to find a place to rinse its mouth.

"We... we've escaped..."

In the control room, Gu Qiuyue slumped onto the control console. Watching the energy source of the giant beast on the astrolabe gradually recede, she let out a long sigh of relief.

Her tight-fitting outfit was completely soaked with cold sweat.

On the deck.

The ice layer covering the flying boat had completely melted, leaving only mottled burn marks.

A deathly silence.

Ten full breaths passed.

Blegh!!!

The first dry heave broke the silence of the aftermath.

It was Mu Qingxue.

This ice mountain Fairy, who was usually so aloof and detached from the world and had severe mysophobia, was now leaning against the ship's railing, her face pale, dry-heaving without any regard for her image.

Too... too filthy...

She looked at her originally snow-white flowing immortal dress, now covered in grayish-white mucus from the World-Devouring Kun's mouth and the semi-digested remains of some unknown creature. Her light blue eyes were filled with breakdown and despair.

"Water... I want water... I want a bath..."

Mu Qingxue's hands trembled as she even spent her Mahayana Stage spiritual power to create a downpour above her head, trying to wash away the filth on her body.

But this was clearly only the beginning.

"Third Sister! What on earth did you release?! Why can't even the Protective Aura block this smell?!"

Su Hongling couldn't hold it together either. She threw her great sword onto the ground and lay flat on the deck, dry-heaving while her eyes rolled back.

She was the one who threw that punch earlier, so she was closest to the center of the explosion, and the "smell" on her was the strongest.

That compound stench—a mix of stomach acid, rotting meat, and Chu Weiwei's special poison—was practically mental pollution on the level of a biochemical weapon.

"Blegh... don't ask me... gag... I'm about to be suffocated by the smell myself..."

Chu Weiwei squatted in a corner; her proud Medicine Immortal Physique was useless at this moment. While vomiting, she still clutched a small bottle in her hand, trying to concoct an antidote to neutralize the smell, but her hands were shaking so much she couldn't even pull out the cork.

Although Luo Ximei's situation was slightly better, her seductive face was also turned a sickly green.

She held her breath tightly and even used devilish energy to seal her olfactory nerves, but the smell seemed to act directly on her Soul, making her feel waves of dizziness.

"Revered Master... Ximei feels... I might need to change into a new body." Luo Ximei squeezed the words through her gritted teeth.

Only Ye You.

She stood in the center of the deck. Although her face was also a bit green, her reaction was the mildest compared to the others.

She even stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked a trace of grayish-white mucus from the corner of her mouth.

Smack smack...

"Actually... if you don't smell it... the texture is quite like spoiled sesame paste."

"Shut up!!!"

Four gazes filled with Killing Intent shot toward Ye You simultaneously, and Mu Qingxue even threw an ice spike directly at her.

"Fourth Sister, if you dare describe it one more time, believe it or not, I'll freeze you into an ice sculpture right now and throw you into the Void Realm!"

Looking at these Female Demon Lords who were usually high and mighty and could destroy the world just to compete for favor, now all disheveled and leaning over the ship's railing dry-heaving, Su Lin stood to the side, the corners of his mouth twitching upward uncontrollably.

Although he himself was quite choked by the smell, and even his cool Starlight Dharma Robe was stained with many suspicious spots, this scene was truly... too stress-relieving.

Ahem.

Su Lin forcibly suppressed the smile at the corners of his mouth and tried to put on a serious face.

His hands formed seals, and a gentle World-Purifying Divine Light descended from the sky, enveloping the entire deck.

"Purify."

As the Spell fell, the disgusting mucus and filth on everyone, along with the nauseating stench in the air, were instantly decomposed and purified, vanishing into wisps of blue smoke.

Phew...

Everyone let out a long sigh of relief, feeling as if they had come back to life.

Mu Qingxue immediately circulated her ice Law, freezing herself from head to toe once more. Only after confirming there was no trace of any strange odor left did her icy face soften slightly.

Su Hongling lay spread-eagled on the deck, looking at the Void Realm with a look of despair.

"Old Man, I swear, in this life, the next, and the one after that, I never want to fight such a squishy and stinky monster ever again."

"This is a mandatory lesson for survival."