Chapter 180 Netherworld Poisonous Dragon

With the blood bait flower in hand, Chu Han breathed a sigh of relief.

Of the three medicinal ingredients needed to refine the green lotus pill, the blood bait flower and star pattern fruit were already secured, leaving only the dragon crystal grass; two-thirds of the mission was now complete.

If not for the help of Xiao Ya and the others, this herb-seeking journey wouldn't have been so smooth.

Chu Han was very pleased.

However, just as Chu Han was preparing to leave, several large snakes covered in blood-colored patterns suddenly lunged out of the mud—6th-rank exotic beasts, Blood-Patterned Snakes!

They opened their bloody maws and pounced toward Chu Han, spraying a highly toxic blood mist from their mouths.

“Courting death!”

Chu Han's eyes turned cold as he suddenly pointed his finger into the air.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

With several loud bangs, these Blood-Patterned Snakes instantly exploded into blood mist and died.

Then, he used his movement technique and easily returned to the shore.

“Mr. Chu, congratulations!” A sincere smile appeared on Xiao Ya's face.

Although all the poison orchids in the Netherworld Miasma Valley had withered, Chu Han had successfully obtained the blood bait flower, so this trip wasn't a total loss.

“It's thanks to your guidance; otherwise, it would have likely taken me a long time to find this medicinal herb myself,” Chu Han said politely.

Xiao Ya smiled and said, “Our next plan is to first head deep into the Poisonous Swamp to look for blood poison ganoderma, and then go to Dragon Rock Abyss to help Mr. Chu find the dragon crystal grass.”

Chu Han nodded. “Let's proceed according to your plan.”

Finding the blood bait flower made Chu Han trust Xiao Ya more, so he naturally agreed to her plan.

However, just as everyone was about to leave the vicinity of the Netherworld Miasma Valley, the ground suddenly shook violently, like an earth dragon turning over or the mud churning.

A dull roar echoed from deep underground, growing louder and louder as hideous cracks split the ground.

“Watch out! An exotic beast is attacking!” Uncle Fu's expression changed drastically as he shouted.

Xiao Ya gripped her crimson longsword tightly, her face tense and her eyes scanning the surroundings warily. “What is it? Such a powerful Aura!”

Chu Han's brow furrowed slightly as his Mental Energy spread out. He instantly sensed a massive, ferocious Aura rapidly approaching from deep underground—an Aura far exceeding that of an ordinary 7th-Rank Exotic Beast, carrying a heart-palpitating chill and intense poison.

“It's a big one. An exotic beast that can cause such a commotion must be at least at the 7th Rank Peak,” Chu Han said.

In the next moment, the mud pit in front of them exploded, and murky sewage shot into the sky. A black figure hundreds of meters long charged out of the mud like a great dragon, landing heavily on the ground.

It was a giant poison flood dragon, its entire body covered in scales as black as ink, emitting a pungent, lethal poison.

Its head was as large as a building, its eyes blood-red, and its mouth like an abyss. Droplets of saliva fell to the ground, instantly corroding small pits into the surface.

A pair of tattered fleshy wings grew on its back, and there was a protrusion on top of its head.

It was clearly a giant snake on the verge of transforming into a flood dragon.

The Aura it emitted was even greater than that of the Golden Scaled Green Eyed Python Chu Han had slain before; it was infinitely close to being an Eighth-Tier Exotic Beast.

“It's the Netherworld Poison Flood Dragon!” Uncle Fu cried out in shock, his eyes filled with unbelievable fear. “How could it be here?!”

The Netherworld Poison Flood Dragon, a 7th-Rank Limit exotic beast, was the overlord of the Netherworld Miasma Valley, known for its ferocious nature and extreme toxicity.

Although Uncle Fu's strength had reached the 7th-Rank Limit, he was far from being a match for the Netherworld Poison Flood Dragon within this Poisonous Swamp.

Even an 8th-Rank Grandmaster would generally not provoke it.

For an ordinary Martial Artist, encountering it was a complete death sentence.

According to past patterns, it only moved within the core area five hundred miles to the northwest of the Netherworld Miasma Valley and never left easily. Its sudden appearance at the Blood-colored Mud Pit was clearly due to some kind of stimulus.

“It must be yesterday's miasma anomaly!” Xiao Ya's face was pale.

“It must have been enraged by the miasma anomaly and the withering of the poison orchids, and it's taking us for the culprits!”

The Netherworld Poison Flood Dragon let out a deafening roar, its blood-red eyes fixed on everyone, filled with frenzied killing intent.

It suddenly whipped its tail. The thick tailbone, accompanied by the sound of breaking wind, lashed out fiercely toward the group. Its force was enough to level a small mountain.

“Dodge, quick!” Uncle Fu roared, simultaneously striking out with a palm in an attempt to block the flood dragon's attack.

But his attack hitting the snake tail was no different from a tickle, serving almost no purpose in blocking it.

Everyone used every trick in their book to dodge the flood dragon's attacks and then launched their own strikes against it, but to no effect.

“Blazing Sun Sword!”

With a roar, Xiao Ya unleashed her strongest attack. Wrapped in scorching energy like a sun, she slashed her sword at the Netherworld Poison Flood Dragon's seven-inch mark.

The boundless fire attribute energy erupted instantly, making the surroundings unbearably hot.

But even such a powerful attack still had no effect on the Netherworld Poison Flood Dragon.

The flood dragon's pitch-black scales had incredible defensive power and seemed to have great resistance to high temperatures as well.

Seeing Xiao Ya attacking it, it immediately opened its mouth and spat out a cloud of poisonous smoke, instantly enveloping her.

Suddenly, a gust of wild wind swept through, blowing all the poisonous smoke away.

Uncle Fu's figure blocked the way in front of Xiao Ya. “Young Miss, run!”

As he spoke, Uncle Fu launched a fierce attack on the flood dragon.

As a 7th-Rank Limit Grandmaster, although Uncle Fu was no match for the flood dragon, he could still contend with it for a bit and wouldn't be defeated instantly.

Seeing Uncle Fu ready to face death, Xiao Ya's face turned deathly pale, her eyes filled with despair.

Meanwhile, Li Tian, witnessing this terrifying scene, had already had his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering from fear.

Although he was also Grandmaster-level, his strength was far weaker than Xiao Ya's, and he lacked even a shred of courage to face the Netherworld Poison Flood Dragon.

At this moment, only one thought remained in his mind: escape!

Taking advantage of Xiao Ya and Uncle Fu stalling the flood dragon, he turned and fled toward the valley's exit.

“That waste!”

Seeing Li Tian fleeing, Xiao Ya cursed inwardly.

But there was no time to worry about the fleeing Li Tian. She immediately shouted to her other subordinates, “Run, all of you! If you don't run now, it'll be too late!”

“Mr. Chu, I'm afraid I won't be able to take you to find the dragon crystal grass. This map records the locations of various medicinal herbs. If you escape, go find it yourself; I can't leave Uncle Fu behind!”

Saying this, Xiao Ya handed a map book to Chu Han.

Chu Han shook his head and didn't take it.

“Who said I was going to run? This beast may be strong, but it's no threat to me,” Chu Han said calmly.

He hadn't acted at first because he was observing the Netherworld Poison Flood Dragon's strength.

He was certain that the flood dragon's true strength was comparable to an 8th Rank Initial Stage exotic beast, and Uncle Fu would soon be defeated.

Hearing this, Xiao Ya was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. “Do you have a way?!”

Chu Han nodded.

“That's great! Please save Uncle Fu; I'll agree to any condition you have,” Xiao Ya said urgently.

Suddenly, a muffled thud came from ahead.

A figure flew out like a cannonball for a thousand meters and crashed heavily into the swamp.

Immediately after, the figure charged out of the swamp, his Aura significantly weakened.

“Uncle Fu, are you all right?” Xiao Ya asked.

“I'm not dead yet. Why haven't you run?!” Uncle Fu lamented.

After defeating Uncle Fu, the Netherworld Poison Flood Dragon became even more violent. It roared again and opened its bloody maw, spitting out a thick black poisonous mist that began to envelop everyone.

Everywhere the poisonous mist passed, everything was instantly corroded; its toxicity was a hundred times more overbearing than the miasma of the Netherworld Miasma Valley.

“Mr. Chu!” Xiao Ya looked at Chu Han anxiously.

Now, her only hope was Chu Han.

Chu Han watched the incoming poisonous mist, his gaze sharpening as he stopped hiding his strength.

“Nine Transformations of Heavenly Fire - First Transformation!”

The Aura on his body suddenly surged, and a powerful momentum soared into the sky, not at all weaker than that of the Netherworld Poison Flood Dragon.

“Heaven Burning Palm!”

Chu Han struck out with a palm, and instantly, towering flames whistled forth, turning into a sea of fire that pressed down toward the poisonous mist.

Under the terrifyingly high temperature, the incoming poisonous gas instantly dissipated.

Wherever the flames reached, it was like a vacuum.

Xiao Ya and Uncle Fu watched, dumbfounded.

With just one palm strike, Chu Han had resolved the terrifying poisonous gas they couldn't handle.

Just how strong was Chu Han?