12: The poison needle pierces the air! The most powerful strike from Movie Emperor Qin Feng!

Outside the valley, in a dense forest at a higher elevation.

Liu Ruyan leaned lazily against the fork of a large tree, her long legs swinging back and forth. She had an unknown grass stem in her mouth, looking exactly like an idle village girl.

She watched the "intense" battle in the valley, but it only made her yawn.

"Sigh... how boring."

Bored, she spat out the grass stem and curled her lips.

"This Ice Block Face's acting is too fake. Those moves look scary, but they haven't even grazed a hair on the Thunder Lion; she's clearly holding back to stall for time."

"That idiot named Qin Feng is actually watching with such excitement, his eyes practically popping out. Was his brain kicked by a donkey?"

She thought she would see a magnificent show, but this was it?

One with exaggerated acting.

One who is blind and foolish.

It was simply a waste of her precious time.

"If they keep acting like this, it'll be dark soon."

Liu Ruyan was already getting a bit impatient.

"No, if they keep dawdling like this, I'll have to step in myself and spice things up for them."

She poked out her pink tongue and licked her red lips, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous light that craved chaos.

For example, when Qin Feng rushes out later, she could kick him from behind, making him "save the beauty" by face-planting in the dirt; that scene would surely be wonderful.

Or, she could just beat them both half to death, snatch that nine-leaf reincarnation grass, and feed it to a rabbit right in front of them.

"Hmm, that's a good idea."

The more Liu Ruyan thought about it, the more interesting it seemed, and the smile on her face grew increasingly eerie... Within the valley battlefield.

Qin Feng had no idea he was already being targeted by a crazy beauty.

At this moment, all his attention was locked onto the "magically exhausted" Ling Qingzhu.

He saw Ling Qingzhu once again clumsily dodge the Thunder Lion's pounce, her aura in disarray and her beautiful face pale as paper, as if she would collapse at any second.

The ecstasy in his heart had reached its peak!

Now is the time!

The moment is ripe!

He couldn't wait any longer! If he waited, and she actually got swatted to death by the Thunder Lion, all his efforts would be for naught!

A ruthless glint flashed in Qin Feng's eyes as he silently plucked a needle from his Storage Ring.

A needle that was pitch-black, lusterless, and so thin it seemed non-existent.

The poison on this needle was no ordinary toxin.

It was an ancient forbidden item he had luckily obtained from an ancient ruin, capable of corrupting a Great Saint's Dao foundation—God-Fallen Powder!

This poison was colorless and odorless; once it entered the body, it wouldn't harm the Physical Body but would directly attack the Divine Soul!

It could corrupt the Dao foundation, causing one's strength to plummet rapidly and their mind to become delirious!

If someone in the Saint Realm were struck by this poison, they'd be lucky to retain even thirty percent of their strength!

He was going to use this "poison needle" to perform a seamless "hero saving the beauty" act!

The plan was crystal clear.

Ambush the Purple Lightning Thunder Lion with the God-Fallen Powder, and its strength would drop sharply, sending it into a final frenzy.

It would then desperately launch a killing blow at Ling Qingzhu.

He would then "coincidentally" rush out, use a defensive Magic Treasure to block for Ling Qingzhu, and then fall to the ground, "severely wounded."

Perfect!

The script was airtight!

Qin Feng stared intently at the battlefield; when he saw the Purple Lightning Thunder Lion open its bloody maw again to condense a Lightning Ball even more violent than before, his gaze became sharp to the extreme!

"Now!"

He poured all his Mana into his fingertips without the slightest hesitation.

He flicked his finger!

"Whoosh!"

The poison needle, coated in "God-Fallen Powder," turned into a death line barely visible to the naked eye, silently tearing through the air!

Its angle was so tricky it didn't seem humanly possible, precisely bypassing all the lightning and air currents to strike the Purple Lightning Thunder Lion's defenseless back of the head!

Fast!

Accurate!

Ruthless!

This strike condensed all his cunning and power!

He had even prepared his posture for rushing out, and the "anxious" and "determined" expressions on his face were fully prepared.

In his mind, Ling Qingzhu's cold face was already blooming with tears of gratitude for him.

The cheers of worldwide fame were already ringing in his ears.

Victory was right before his eyes!

Come on!

"For my, Qin Feng's, path to the top, offer up your final roar, you beast!"

Qin Feng's heart screamed wildly, and the corners of his mouth uncontrollably curled into a cruel arc.

He watched the dark line of death as it was about to strike its target with precision.

Everything was under his control!