The Immortal's Poison - chapter-139
After Fifth Brother Hanba escaped, the poltergeist ghosts turned limp and
did not struggle anymore. As the Kunlun disciples were concerned about
the injuries of the enlightened person Tian Shu and the seventy-two
esteemed sword seniors’ injuries, after they attempted to kill a few of
them, confirming that the poltergeist ghosts had turned back into
corpses, they dispersed off, leaving a few disciples behind to continue
to monitor the corpses.
No one would have expected that these poltergeist ghosts had the ability
to feign their deaths. The ghosts seized the opportunity when the
disciples were unaware and suddenly rise up again. The Kunlun disciples
suffered great losses all of a sudden!
Not only were the poltergeist ghosts resurrected, their strength and
speed were vastly enhanced. Even though both parties still perished
together in the end, in the past, a flying sword of the Kunlun disciple
could easily chop off a poltergeist ghost’s head; at that moment, the
poltergeist ghosts seemed to have skin akin to bronze and bones akin to
iron. The ghosts could also grab onto the flying sword as swift as the
wind. Baring its teeth and within the sound of a ‘pop’, its jaw
snapped the flying sword into two!
Wen Leyang realized that the few sharp howls let out by Hanba before he
left was the incantation of the Art of Ghost. The poltergeist ghosts had
been difficult to deal with since the beginning. With the vastly
increased power and the seventy-two esteemed sword seniors of the Kunlun
Sect severely injured, he understood completely now…that setting aside
the enlightened person Tian Shu, the remaining Kunlun disciples were
incapable of resisting the ghosts’ ruthless and reckless attacks.
Hanba lured Cone Nail away, leaving the poltergeist ghosts behind to
completely annihilate the Kunlun Sect!
Even though the poltergeist ghost’s actual power was vastly enhanced
and when it was killed it would still return all the damage it suffered
to the person who inflicted it, fortunately, when its body and head were
crushed and its poltergeist soul was shattered, the poltergeist ghost
would truly be destroyed.
After Wen Leyang managed to repulse two to three poltergeist ghosts, he
was also suffering from the countercharge of the Faulty Punch’s power,
almost vomiting blood. Previously, when he was repulsing the monsters, he
almost did not need to exert all his strength and he could withstand the
strength that was reflected back to him. However, as the poltergeist
ghosts turned strong and powerful, he could not repulse the ghost if he
did not exert all his strength. Wen Leyang’s Poison of Life and
Death’s power was on par with the supernatural power of life vitality
possessed by the master cultivators of the Five Blessings below their
supreme leaders. He could no longer sustain the effort as he could not
withstand his own attack.
In a flash, there were already dozens of Kunlun disciples killed while
only seven poltergeist ghosts were killed.
The poltergeist ghost no longer dashed in disarray but squeezed into a
ball. They completely disregarded the severely injured esteemed sword
seniors but dashed ferociously towards the enlightened person Tian Shu.
The enlightened person Tian Shu did not budge at all during the crucial
moment of his recuperation. The little supreme leader Liu Zheng
instructed his Kunlun disciples loudly to combine their formation so they
could guard Tian Shu.
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uninjured Kunlun disciples were taking care of those esteemed sword
seniors in groups of twos and threes. Their formation was not arranged in
an orderly manner since the beginning, there were only less than ten
people that were guarding next to the supreme leader. However, even
though they were gathered around, they could not break the poltergeist
ghosts’ formation. They could only layer themselves and block in
between the enlightened person Tian Shu and the poltergeist ghosts, using
their flesh to forge a human barricade, risking their lives to resist the
poltergeist ghosts’ attacks. All the Kunlun Taoist priests’ eyes were
almost cracking in rage. They chanted the Taoist conjuration spell at the
top of their voices, guiding their flying swords madly. They could no
longer care about the harm caused by the reflection of the Art of Ghost.
The ability to perish together with the poltergeist ghosts became their
Fresh blood was splattering everywhere, accompanied by agonizing screams.
The Kunlun disciples fell down one after another, there were only a few
Taoist priests with profound cultivation base that was still gambling for
a life with own life, exchanging their lives to kill the poltergeist
As Wen Leyang was beaten by ‘himself’, he became ghastly pale. Blood
was seeping out of the corner of his mouth. Suddenly he felt the back of
his body tightened, he was pushed by a gush of vigorous strength. He
raised his head and saw that Liu Zheng was looking at him smilingly, “Wen
Leyang, we have a rather pleasant relationship, don’t we?”
Wen Leyang wished that he could give Liu Zheng’s face a punch. He
lowered his head as he spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, “Why are you
so full of nonsense? Get straight to the point!”
Liu Zheng’s expression was mischievous, yet his eyes were brimming with
radiating vigor as he looked at Wen Leyang, “I have a favor to ask you.
It is not a big favor.” Liu Zheng’s words were spoken in a manner that
was not urgent or slow as if he was not bothered by the danger of being
attacked from all sides. “It seems that our Kunlun disciples will not
last any longer before we are all dead. Can I borrow that big-muzzled
weapon on your back, I will exchange that with my flying sword?”
Before Xiaoyi left, she slung the loaded big-muzzled weapon on Wen
Wen Leyang’s heart fluttered for a moment but when he heard the second
half of the sentence he was at a loss whether to laugh or to cry. He
stretched out his hand and pulled out the big-muzzled weapon before
handing it over to Liu Zheng, he spoke with slight hesitation, “Can you
conveniently pick a Kunlun disciple to use it?”
He understood Liu Zheng’s plan. Even if the Thunder Heart Sand did not
kill off all the poltergeist ghosts, it could at least destroy the
majority of them, especially since the poltergeist ghosts were squeezed
into a ball right now. However, the Art of Ghost would reflect the person
who was supposed to fire the weapon. It was estimated that at the end,
the person would not be left with a corpse or bones.
As Liu Zheng received the big-muzzled weapon, he shook his head while he
chuckled, “Who made me the supreme leader … I am pondering that within
this City God Temple, the person that was more suitable to fire the
weapon than me was only you, why don’t you do it then?”
Wen Leyang laughed as he cursed, “Scram, how can you have the nerve to
say that? Where is the flying sword? Give it to me!”
The source of this content is lightnovelworld.com Liu Zheng toyed with
the big-muzzled weapon. He was stunned for a moment, “So you really want
the flying sword? There is no use for you to have it.”
Wen Leyang’s smile grew faint, “I want to keep it as memorabilia.”
The two youngsters conversed with one another in an extremely relaxing
manner. No one could hear the conversation or see that these youngsters
were actually bidding farewell, the farewell of life and death.
Liu Zheng sheathed his long sword and passed it to Wen Leyang, “If you
still have any questions, ask my esteemed master. He may appear fierce,
but he is actually exceedingly friendly.” The sword gave out a light hum
in the sheath, sounding crisp and long.
This time it was Wen Leyang’s turn to be astonished, “How did you even
know that I have questions to ask?”
Liu Zheng burst out laughing, “It is not that difficult to tell!” As he
was saying that, he raised the big-muzzled weapon and aimed towards those
poltergeist ghosts that were engaged in a fierce battle with the Kunlun
disciples nearby, he shouted the instruction solemnly, “The disciples of
Kunlun, spread out!”
Before his voice died away, Wen Leyang suddenly squalled once. His body
moved diagonally as he kicked Liu Zheng ferociously towards the outside,
“You are too close. Be careful that the countercharge might harm the
enlightened person Tian Shu!”
If the Thunder Heart Sand’s ruthless and tyrannical power was reflected
entirely by the poltergeist ghost’s Art of Ghost, even if the thunder
light was not seen, Liu Zheng could still turn into an explosive package.
He would certainly crush the enlightened person Tian Shu that was very
close behind him. Of course, Wen Leyang could not escape as well.
Liu Zheng was still stunned when Wen Leyang pushed him forward. While the
Kunlun disciples heard their supreme leader shouting, they understood
that their supreme leader was about to launch an extremely strong
supernatural power. They immediately freed their bodies and retreated.
Almost a hundred poltergeist ghosts were akin to wild beasts that
suddenly struggled free from their cages. The ghosts galloped and moaned
as they pounced forward. Wen Leyang was the first to bear the brunt!
Liu Zheng was the disciple of the Sword Immortal. Even though his
supernatural power was no match for the big and small demon rabbit, he
was no less inferior than the rest of the few supreme leaders of the
other sects from the Five Blessings. When Wen Leyang slammed into him,
his self-defense life vitality immediately counter attacked Wen Leyang.
Wen Leyang had already exhausted himself from his battles with the
poltergeist ghosts earlier, when he was suddenly struck ferociously by
Liu Zheng’s life vitality, the Poison of Life and Death circulating
within his body slowed down involuntarily. Facing the swarm of
poltergeist ghosts, even though he was attempting to run away, he was
slowed by a fraction of a second.
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second, almost a hundred poltergeist ghosts that were howling ferociously
pounced onto Wen Leyang. In the blink of an eye, he was about to be
Liu Zheng did not expect that this would happen. It was truly his
carelessness. He had not considered beforehand that when the Art of Ghost
reflected the Thunder Heart Sand, the power of its countercharge would be
immense. Ever since he decided that he would sacrifice himself to save
his esteemed master and borrowed Wen Leyang’s big-muzzled weapon, Liu
Zheng did not consider too much about other matters. He was afraid that
any further consideration would cause his fear and his will to live to
triumph over his desire to die. It was the same for everybody else. One
was brave in the face of death for something that was more precious, but
anyone would refuse to consider too much about how to face one’s death.
The act of self-sacrificing was a form of impulsiveness. How many people
would be willing to plan meticulously for this impulsiveness to sacrifice
Liu Zheng was a youth in his twenties. From his point of view, what he
was about to do was to receive the big-muzzled weapon from Wen Leyang’s
hands, aim the weapon towards the group of poltergeist ghosts and pull
the trigger. No matter how calm his expression was, his heart was in a
Liu Zheng staggered and fell onto the ground. The green veins on his
forehead burst forth, the poltergeist ghosts were getting closer to the
enlightened person. They were just a few meters away. With one hit of the
Thunder Heart Sand, everybody would die. He wanted to sacrifice himself
to save his esteemed master, yet he just brought danger to his esteemed
master. Liu Zheng slung the big-muzzled weapon on his back, leaped up
into the air akin to a raging eagle and surged towards the group of
poltergeist ghosts ferociously.
A raging howl that was extremely angry was heard abruptly. The dark
brass-colored Poison Stream surged frantically and bloomed into a gloomy
yet oppressed gigantic wave in the mid-air and rolled outwards
ferociously towards its surrounding. Liu Zheng cried in alarm as he
changed his direction in mid-air. His hands flipped about swiftly.
Seventeen talismans shuttled through the air akin to arrows. Following
his movement, the talismans formed into a protective circle and guarded
around the surroundings of the clay-like enlightened person Tian Shu.
Wen Leyang was surrounded by dozens of poltergeist ghost. There was no
way he could escape at all. He could not tell how many ghost claws sank
deep into his flesh and skin and grabbed onto his hands, legs, shoulders
and hair. Wen Leyang could tell that it would only take a moment before
they ripped him into a million pieces. You’ve Got Me ululated and
attempted to dash out, the stretch of thick Poison Stream’s
undercurrent underneath his feet could no longer care about the
countercharge of the Art of Ghost and surged up following his control,
wrapping around the few poltergeist ghosts next to him!
The Poison Stream that was capable of corroding steel and granite into
air, surged into every sweat pore on the poltergeist ghosts’ bodies in
the blink of an eye. The ruthless and tyrannical toxicity immediately
started destroying everything that was blocking it from the ghosts! At
the same time, Wen Leyang’s body shook once ferociously under the
reflection of the Art of Ghost. The same power of strong poison started
wreaking havoc in his blood, flesh, muscles and tendons! While the
water-like Poison of Life and Death within his body also surged, rolling
in a carefree manner towards the Poison Stream that was invading his body
from all directions.
The few poltergeist ghosts next to him squalled with voices that turned
from sharp into hoarse and finally into the roaring sound of decaying.
They did not last for a long period before they tumbled over. Wen Leyang
leaped up. He was astonished but innocently, he realized that he was
surprisingly still alive. He was stunned for a moment. Despite being
surrounded by dozens of densely-dotted poltergeist ghosts, he shrieked
and laughed out in extreme joy. He suddenly recalled an important matter.
His expression was terrified as he squalled towards the outside, “Don’t
fire the weapon…”
Liu Zheng was setting down the protective circle with his magic
talismans, managing to shield some of the Poison Stream that almost
struck the enlightened person Tian Shu, when he heard of Wen Leyang’s
shouting. He was startled, “You are still alive?” He obviously heard the
poltergeist ghosts’ shrill screams and he did not expect that Wen
Leyang was still alive.
Wen Leyang’s laughter was accompanied by slight agony, “Still
alive…not ready to die completely yet. You are not allowed to fire the
weapon before I die!”
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Hanba escaped, he cast a ghost spell to erase the poltergeist ghosts’
yang’s soul in exchange for the vast enhancement of their powers.
Nonetheless, the self-defense Art of Ghost capable of reflecting harm
As the poltergeist ghost was extremely powerful and had skin like bronze
and bones like iron, the most dangerous part was when the ghost was
harmed, its injuries would be reflected. If one was to chop it once, it
was the same as chopping oneself. Wen Leyang was at a loss of what to do
for them. As the enlightened person Tian Shu was not Grand Elder Wen and
the Kunlun disciples were not the young and old folks of Wen family, he
was willing to help, but he refused to risk his life. Only until when he
was surrounded by a group of poltergeist ghosts with no way to escape,
Wen Leyang was compelled to launch his Poison Stream in an attempt to
perish together with the enemies.
Even though the Poison Stream’s undercurrent was beyond ruthless and
tyrannical, at the Gold-Consuming Lair, it was once rejected by Wen
Leyang’s Poison of Life and Death, which only extracted the two Mo Ya
bronze ants’ toxicity.
The pureness or intensity of the poison was not the crucial point. Any
toxicity, which was badly mottled, after being assimilated by the Poison
of Life and Death, it would also turn into a peculiar form of domineering
poison. The crucial point was that an impure poison had no way of
entering Wen Leyang’s body. However, at this moment, due to the Art of
Ghost’s reflection, the poison power was forcefully stuffed into his
body, the Poison of Life and Death’s turbulent current was activated.
The Metal Poison Stream was reflected by the Art of Ghost into his body
and was rapidly bound by the Poison of Life and Death. Both poisons
assimilated, merged into the Poison of Life and Death’s mighty torrent
and flowed joyously along Wen Leyang’s limbs…
After Wen Leyang tasted the sweetness, he immediately guided the Poison
of Life and Death to spread the poison apart. He surrounded the dozens of
poltergeist ghosts in layers. The thin Poison Stream could not manage to
rapidly kill these poltergeist ghosts but Wen Leyang was afraid that the
ghosts would continue to harm others everywhere. Hence, he could only
stubbornly spread out his poison as much as possible. Only the three to
four poltergeist ghosts that were closest to him were bound heavily in
layers of thick Poison Stream.
The recently scattered Kunlun disciples returned to the enlightened
person Tian Shu’s side again. Occasionally, a few poltergeist ghosts
would struggle free from the shackles of the Poison Stream and dashed
into the human crowd. The Kunlun disciples ferociously lifted the ghosts.
Firstly, there were only two to three poltergeist ghosts, there were too
little of the ghosts to cause too much trouble. Secondly, the poltergeist
ghosts’ power was greatly reduced under the influence of the Poison
Stream. They were no longer as strong as before.
Wen Leyang shouted loudly towards the Kunlun disciples in the midst of
the pressing affairs, “Don’t kill them, don’t kill them, leave them
for me!” Wen Leyang found that the more the poisonous stream reflects,
the merrier it was. He was afraid that once the Taoist priests killed the
poltergeist ghosts, he would lose a portion of his poison power.
Liu Zheng roared with laughter as he answered, “There is no need for you
to remind us!”
More and more poltergeist ghosts were slaughtered by the Poison Stream,
more and more poison power of metal element entered Wen Leyang’s
bloodstreams. Wen Leyang could slowly and gradually sense that when the
Poison of Life and Death was flowing within him, it was gradually turning
from its initial lightness into heaviness with solid-like sensation.
However, it still remained carefree, flowing rapidly following to his
The source of this content is lightnovelworld.com Liu Zheng was utterly
incredulous at the scene that was taking place before his eyes. At first,
the dozens of poltergeist ghosts surrounded Wen Leyang savagely and
recklessly. Soon, the Poison Stream’s undercurrent surged loud and
strong. After a while, the poltergeist ghosts started screaming in agony
and sorrow. The ghosts were trapped within the dark brass-colored
poisonous current and could not free themselves. The poltergeists were
ferocious ghosts but because the Art of Ghost protected them, they had no
fear and were incapable of running away. In contrary, they wanted the
enemies to harm them…
The Poison Stream was incapable of being corroded or destroyed unless a
vigorous blow as strong as the Thunder Heart Sand’s divine thunder
struck it, it would then vanish into thin air. After it poisoned and
killed the enemies, corroded through the corpses, it would merge into the
poisonous current and attack its next target. Logically speaking, as long
as one was patient and had ample of time, one drop of Poison of Stream
was capable of poisoning all the living creatures in the entire world.
After a long while, the last poltergeist ghost finally fell over
unwillingly. It was corroded into ashes in a flash, leaving behind only a
stretch of dark brass-colored Poison Stream. Under the sunlight, it
reflected a deathly radiance.
The enlightened person Tian Shu was already awakened. The time it took
for three joss sticks to completely burn off had passed, his charming and
handsome face revealed a complicated expression that made one confused.
The poltergeist ghosts were not simple beings. Killing one of the ghosts
with poison required copious amount of poison power, there was only the
Poison Stream that had the strong poison, which could be used repeatedly,
finally killing off all the ghosts. Even Wen Leyang was unaware how much
strong poison did he manage to absorb this time. He could only feel that
he was in high spirits, his body was surging with strength, he stared at
the little supreme leader Liu Zheng, his eyes were burning with the
eagerness to try out his ability.
Liu Zheng did not understand what happened but he knew that Wen Leyang
had a happy encounter and that Wen Leyang’s entire person assumed a
completely new look. He even understood Wen Leyang’s urgency to look
for a ‘Sword-trial Stone’ right now. He hastily waved his hands as he
fell back rapidly. He stretched out his hand and pointed towards ‘Year
221 Before Christ’, “Is this Hanba’s shop?”
Wen Leyang he nodded as he swayed his body and stepped into the shop. The
first floor remained its prior appearance, but the second floor’s demon
figurines completely disappeared, leaving behind empty shelves and the
tourist guide Xiao Liu.
Xiao Liu had already awakened. He was trying to get up strenuously, but
the moment he saw that Wen Leyang had returned, he hastily lied on the
floor, pretending that he was still unconscious. Wen Leyang was slightly
surprised. Hanba recently launched the white hair drought spirit that
completely drowned the entire City God Temple. Wen Leyang was under the
impression that the death of every tourist, shopkeeper or policeman was
imminent as long as the drought spirit invaded them. He did not expect
that they would only fell unconscious out of exhaustion, it seemed that
Hanba still had a merciful heart.
Wen Leyang smiled as he shook his head. He did not expose Xiao Liu but
circled around the room once. He did not discover any item that was
useful when the sky suddenly erupted in thundering loud noises. Three
helicopters were flying in from afar.
Liu Zheng immediately instructed the Kunlun disciples. They lifted up the
bodies of the wounded and the deceased disciples of the same sect and
left the City God Temple swiftly. The towering drought spirit at the edge
of the City God Temple had already revealed the color of yellow,
gradually appeared to be withering. The people of Kunlun Sect did not
have to exert much strength before they broke the drought spirit spell.
Liu Zheng and a few experienced Taoist priests were casting the
camouflage spell repeatedly so that the large batch of Kunlun disciples
could safely leave the City God Temple.
The source of this content is lightnovelworld.com The moment the Kunlun
Sect Taoist priests entered the city area they immediately transformed
themselves into common folks. They took off their Taoist robes and
changed into the commoner’s attires. They divided themselves into
batches and departed from Shanghai on different dates. Wen Leyang
informed Xiaoyi that he was safe and sound then, before following Liu
Zheng, Tian Shu and a few other Kunlun seniors to their temporary lodging
in an abandoned Taoist temple in the suburbs of Shanghai.
The enlightened person Tian Shu was the Sword Immortal that lived in
solitary in another world that was the guardian of heaven and earth. He
was severely injured, but since Cone Nail had already treated him and he
cultivated his power to recuperate, his body was only weakened such that
he could not launch his supernatural power. There was no risk of death.
He was rather good spirited too. After his meditation, he gave Wen Leyang
a smile, “Are you the descendant of the Pickle Jar?”
Wen Leyang heaved a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart. He
corrected cautiously, “The grand master’s given name is Tuo Xie.” Wen
Leyang was not surprised. If the jade knife Guo Huan could tell that he
was a descendant of the Grand Master Tuo Xie by his Faulty Punch’s
approach, the enlightened person Tian Shu could naturally recognize him
The enlightened person Tian Shu revealed in a sanguine smile, “He can be
Tuo Xie, he can be Pickle Jar, anyhow he is the person! The demon cat
caused an overwhelming great disaster, your grand master was the
accessory to the tyrant’s crime. If we were to meet each other in the
future, we must continue the battle that was started two thousand years
ago until the end!”
Upon saying that, Tian Shu halted for a moment, before he continued,
“There is no need for you to panic. It wasn’t you who crushed the
Heaven’s Cone Nail two thousand years ago, feel free to help your
master teacher in the future. If there is anything that you wish to ask
now, feel free to ask. Once you are done asking, I have some questions to
Wen Leyang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry as he wondered in his
heart where was the need to be panic. His train of thoughts was arranged
in a slightly ordered manner. He did not bother to speak courteously, as
he directly questioned Tian Shu, “Xiang Liu the nine-headed monster, has
he escaped the Black and White Island?”