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134: Poisonous Elder
Seven lightning rings slowly rotated around Lin Feng's body, sweeping away the remaining poisonous mist.
The three figures in black robes stood frozen in place.
The old man suddenly raised his hand to stop his companions. "Wait!" He stared fixedly at Lin Feng. "Young friend, where did you get this Seven Heavens Thunder Lure...?"
The lightning on Lin Feng's fingertips had not yet faded, and he already had the intention to leave. "What business is it of yours?"
"Thirty years ago..." the old man's voice was hoarse. "Our sect's Elder Poison Hand Medicine King personally led an elite force to raid Xuanlei Valley at night. That night, we witnessed with our own eyes that no one in the Xiao Family could execute the complete seven forms."
Before he finished speaking, the black-robed figure on the right suddenly threw out a poisonous insect.
A cold light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes as he shot a beam of Ice Soul Divine Light from his fingertips.
The poisonous insect stopped abruptly three feet from Lin Feng, fine ice crystals forming on its surface, causing the movements of the black-robed figure behind it to slow down as well.
The black-robed figure on the left hurriedly unleashed a poison banner, but as soon as the banner unfurled, it was covered in a layer of white frost.
Eerily, the snowflakes in the forest began to swirl, forming three ice crystal Clones around Lin Feng.
His true form had already used the Mirror Flower Snow Moon technique to quietly move to the edge of the battle circle under the cover of the snowflakes.
"It's snowing?" The old man looked up at the sky, his pupils shrinking. "No... this is..."
Before he could finish, a snowstorm suddenly descended.
Amidst the heavy snowfall, the three ice crystal Clones flickered in and out of existence, while Lin Feng's true form had already used the screen of snow to escape, turning into a stream of light as he fled outside the forest.
"Mirror Flower Snow Moon!" The old man finally realized, but the snowstorm filling the sky had already blurred all traces.
Just as Lin Feng was about to escape, a scorching pressure descended from the sky.
The swirling snowflakes evaporated into water vapor in mid-air as Elder Du Sha stepped through the air, the accumulated snow melting instantly wherever he passed.
"Trying to leave?" He lightly waved his folding fan, and nine Poison Dragons roared out, forcing Lin Feng back to his original position.
Elder Du Sha stood in the air, poisonous mist surging around him, evaporating all the remaining ice and snow.
He stared fixedly at Lin Feng. "Ice Soul Divine Light... Mirror Flower Snow Moon... Kid, what is your relationship with that slut surnamed Lu from thirty years ago?"
Lin Feng was slightly shaken inside, but his expression remained calm. "Your Excellency has mistaken me for someone else."
"Mistaken?" Elder Du Sha sneered. "Thirty years ago, my Revered Master personally led Disciples to raid Xuanlei Valley at night. We were on the verge of success when that woman surnamed Lu suddenly appeared and ruined everything!"
The black-robed old man hurriedly added, "That hateful woman, having just achieved Core Formation, used the Ice Soul Divine Light to freeze Elder Medicine King's natal Gu..."
"Shut up!" Elder Du Sha interrupted sharply, his gaze sweeping over Lin Feng. "Mirror Flower Snow Moon creating three Clones, all simultaneously casting Ice Soul Divine Light... This kind of Cultivation Technique is only used by that woman surnamed Lu!"
Lin Feng's entire body was covered in lightning. "So?"
"So?" Elder Du Sha suddenly laughed wildly. "Hahaha... So today is truly Heaven's will! I can capture the descendant of the Xiao Family and kill the Disciple of my enemy at the same time!"
The black-robed old man looked hesitant. "Elder, this child possesses the complete Seven Heavens Thunder Lure; he is clearly a core descendant of the Xiao Family. But this ice-type Cultivation Technique..."
Elder Du Sha's laughter stopped abruptly, a look of suspicion flashing in his eyes. "True... the Xiao Family has always only cultivated lightning techniques; how could he be proficient in ice-type Cultivation Techniques?"
He stared fixedly at Lin Feng. "Are you a member of the Xiao Family, or are you the successor of Lu Yuchan?"
Lin Feng did not answer, lightning and cold air intertwining and flowing around him.
This silence only made Elder Du Sha even more suspicious and unsettled.
"Could it be..." the black-robed old man suddenly gasped. "That night thirty years ago, did that woman surnamed Lu reach some kind of deal with the Xiao Family?"
Elder Du Sha's expression changed suddenly. "You mean... the Xiao Family secretly passed the Seven Heavens Thunder Lure to that woman surnamed Lu, and she also passed on her unique Cultivation Technique..."
"Kid, do you know the truth about the grudge from a hundred years ago?" Elder Du Sha paused and turned to Lin Feng.
Poisonous mist surged in his sleeves, condensing into a blurry figure. "Our sect's Junior Martial Uncle Mo Yuan, in order to seek the Dao of merging lightning and poison, lurked in your Xuanlei Valley for a full three years."
The black-robed old man chimed in at the right moment, his voice filled with indignation. "He had already gained the trust of the Xiao Family, and even the Scripture Pavilion was open to him..."
Elder Du Sha interrupted sharply, and the Poison Dragon in his sleeve lunged directly at Lin Feng. "Junior Martial Uncle Mo Yuan had clearly found the key to the Fusion, but was framed as a thief by that old man Xiao Zhen at the last moment!"
Lin Feng's movements were like lightning, the Mirror Flower Water Moon technique creating several afterimages in the snow and mist.
The fangs of the Poison Dragon behind him narrowly grazed the hem of his clothes, corroding the mountain rocks behind him and emitting puffs of green smoke.
"Do you know what Xiao Zhen did before he died?" Elder Du Sha's attack became even more fierce. "He used the power of his Divine Soul to plant a lightning seal on Junior Martial Uncle, causing our sect to be humiliated for a hundred years!"
The black-robed old man took the opportunity to throw out a poisonous miasma. "Thirty years ago, Elder Poison Hand Medicine King swore to wash away the shame! That night, we had already broken the Restriction, and the lightning source crystal core was right before our eyes..."
"That damn slut!" Elder Du Sha's eyes were wide with rage, the poisonous mist in his sleeves condensing into the image of shattering ice crystals. "She ruined my Revered Master's grand plan!"
Lin Feng was shaken internally and unleashed the Ice Soul Divine Light. Wherever the cold light passed, the poisonous mist froze into ice.
"It's this move!" Elder Du Sha was furious. "Thirty years ago, it was this technique she relied on to freeze my Revered Master's natal Gu! My Revered Master also lost his standing in the sect because of this; how hateful!"
Taking advantage of his distraction, Lin Feng pressed his palms together, condensing seven lightning rings in the air.
"Kid, do you think these little tricks can fool me?" Poisonous mist surged in Elder Du Sha's sleeves, condensing into a blurry figure. "The regrets of Junior Martial Uncle Mo Yuan from a hundred years ago will be made up for by me today!"
Seeing this, the black-robed old man hurriedly stepped forward to assist. "Elder, be careful, this child's Cultivation Technique is strange..."
Elder Du Sha snorted coldly, and nine beams of deep blue lightning shot from his sleeves; it was the Poison Lightning technique created by Junior Martial Uncle Mo Yuan, which imitated the Seven Heavens Thunder Lure.
The lightning beams collided with Lin Feng's lightning rings, erupting in blinding light.
Lin Feng was forced to push his Mirror Flower Water Moon technique to the limit, struggling to defend himself under the pincer attack of the poisonous lightning.
The spiritual pressure of the Core Formation Stage caused his Meridians to ache intensely, and blood seeped from the corners of his mouth.
"Kid, die!" Elder Du Sha formed hand seals with both hands, and a massive poisonous lightning vortex condensed in the air.
At the critical moment, a cold light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes.
A beam of Ice Soul Divine Light erupted from his fingertips, accurately striking the center of the vortex.
The intensely cold Qi collided violently with the poisonous lightning, causing the rotation of the vortex to freeze for an instant.
"Now is the time!" Lin Feng's figure suddenly became illusory, as he pushed the Mirror Flower Snow Moon technique to its limit.
The three ice crystal Clones formed hand seals simultaneously, and the four-colored Sword Essence of Gold, Wood, Water, and Fire wove into a net in the air.
Elder Du Sha sneered, "Petty tricks!" The Poison Dragon in his sleeve lunged straight at the ice crystal Clones.
Unexpectedly, the Shadow Scale Snake suddenly darted out, the golden pattern on its forehead shining brightly.
It actually opened its mouth and swallowed a Poison Dragon, its scales shimmering with an eerie luster.
"What?" Elder Du Sha's pupils shrank. "This Spirit Beast can devour poison techniques?"
Taking advantage of his distraction, Lin Feng's true form had already moved to the side of the vortex.
The four-colored Sword Essence suddenly underwent Fusion, transforming into Chaos Sword Qi that pierced straight into the weak point of the vortex.
"Impossible!" Elder Du Sha was horrified.
Lin Feng did not speak, and the Chaos Sword Qi had already torn open the poisonous lightning vortex.
The Shadow Scale Snake seized the opportunity to spray out poisonous mist, forming a miraculous resonance with the four-colored Sword Essence.
Elder Du Sha's Protective Aura began to disintegrate under the multiple attacks.
"Retreat!" Elder Du Sha decided decisively.
Watching the members of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect retreat in a hurry, the breath Lin Feng had been holding finally relaxed, and he knelt on one knee.