Light Fortress

Chapter 1126 - 44: Poison Assault

He is by no means a genius in cultivating sword skill.

The reason every blade of light can cut through the fog of the Red Sea.

Is because... the [Iron Throne] splits the long sword into hundreds of narrow and fine iron pieces. Each time the sword is drawn, it moves as if it were "alive", stretches, and countless narrow iron pieces contain the Silent Annihilation Domain, transforming into a Pure Barrier.

"You’re just a tier three, aren’t you glad I didn’t kill you first? And now you want to kill me, are you mad?"

The Poison Ghost saw this scene, his eyes widened, feeling it was utterly absurd.

His veins bulged on his forehead as he poured all his spiritual power into the snuff bottle. At this moment, he gave up attacking the camp, choosing to use all his strength to launch an assault on the tier three young man who had bumped into his domain!

This young man wants to cross the Red Sea to kill me?

Even in a tier four attack, one wouldn’t recklessly charge into the opponent’s domain!

"Whoosh——"

A strong wind suddenly arose.

The Red Sea instantly thickened; what was initially just a faint red mist, now truly swept like a tide, entirely burying Gu Shen.

In the distance, the Poison Ghost rose instantly, darting to one side.

His original "position" was exposed; out of caution, he chose to move to a safer place.

Although he didn’t know how Gu Shen sensed him before... but now the Red Sea was several times thicker, he couldn’t possibly sense him again...

This thought had just surfaced.

The pupils of the Poison Ghost suddenly shrank.

The moment he changed direction, the rapidly darting Gu Shen also changed direction, without a trace of hesitation, heading straight for his moving position, forming a straight line through the path he traversed!

And more terrifyingly.

Gathering the toxic fog of the Red Sea to try to submerge Gu Shen, even if this tier three was strong, he should be trapped in "quicksand", not to mention unable to move, but certainly not still as incredibly fast as before.

Yet... contrary to the Poison Ghost’s expectations, completely!

Gu Shen’s speed not only did not slow down but actually increased.

Because his blade light was tens of times faster than before!

At this moment, Gu Shen no longer made the starting move of swinging the knife; instead, both hands were hidden in his sleeves, carried behind him, entirely controlling the iron pieces with spiritual power.

Yet the crackling sound of splintering air became more densely reverberating around him!

Countless iron pieces emitting a rusty aura, danced wildly in the snow wind, tearing a breach in the Red Sea directly!

In an instant.

Gu Shen reached in front of the Poison Ghost, his hands still hidden in his sleeves; instead, he lightly tapped his palms with his fingertips, emitting a barely audible knocking sound.

Many people believe Gu Shen’s weapon is a knife or a sword.

They are all wrong.

Gu Shen’s real weapon is the spirit that controls swords and blades.

Finger-flashing Flying Sword.

"Puff!"

A wisp of silver-white iron light shot out without warning, piercing through the Poison Ghost’s forehead, passing right through him.

The scattered and shattered Red Sea.

The Poison Ghost pierced by the sword light was shocked, unable to utter a single word.

In the next moment.

Gu Shen showed a mocking smile, tapped his toes lightly on the ground, shifted direction in an instant, darted a hundred meters to the other side of the red fog, suddenly stopped, then swung his sleeve to slap out a palm.

This slap, without warning, struck toward the misty fog, directly knocking out a hunched, short figure. The latter had one side of his cheek flushed red, with a furious expression, just about to let out a sharp scream, when the other cheek got slapped again!

"Slap!"

"Slap!"

The two sounds of slapping echoed far away in the Red Sea.

The entire world fell into silence.

The hunched figure no longer made a sound, he was completely stunned, his eyes filled with inexplicable shock.

In the position separated by a hundred meters before.

The "Poison Ghost" penetrated by a sword light, fell backward, transforming into a mist in mid-air.

"The Red Sea Domain allows you to vaporize your body."

Gu Shen softly asked the thin man in front of him: "So you think I can’t find you, right?"

The Poison Ghost was stunned.

He looked at the young man in front of him, seeing him as just a tier three.

Imprisoned for ten years, has the world... changed?

How could a tier three be so powerful?

After much thought, there was only one possibility.

"You’ve been hiding your strength all this time."

The Poison Ghost’s expression turned venomous, his voice hoarse, "Your spiritual power is even stronger than mine... Are you perhaps of the Deep Sea Eleventh Layer?!"

This makes no sense; no genius has ever achieved the eleventh layer after just three years of cultivation.

Even Gu Changzhi couldn’t do it!

But he couldn’t come up with any other explanation.

Gu Shen just laughed, mockingly asking: "Isn’t it possible I really am just the eighth layer?"

He carried his hands behind his back, calmly watching the Poison Ghost, thinking to himself.

This guy’s snuff bottle... should contain a large amount of spiritual toxin. I wonder if the spiritual toxin refined by the Poison Ghost could be of any help to me?

Back in the Netherworld Palace, he collected toxins from an entire Duolu River.

Someday in the future, he will meet the golden spike flower, this "big guy" should enjoy something with a strong flavor, these spiritual toxins can be given as a snack gift to the golden spike flower.

And at this moment, the Poison Ghost knelt down, making a kowtow gesture. This was of course not to beg for life, just as Tang Ran previously used the "Black Grinding Domain" for a quick escape, his domain also contains similar power.

At the moment his head hit the snowfield, the entire Red Sea dispersed.

The Poison Ghost disappeared without a trace.

Fully spreading out his domain, he wasn’t intending to flee—

In the next instant.

On the mountain, layer upon layer of dense void shadows appeared, the smoke mist swirling, the Red Sea swaying.

His [Red Sleep Demon] is not just about releasing spiritual toxins, as long as the domain unfolds and the spiritual power is sufficient, he can simulate countless selves... this is also why he doesn’t want to hand over the "snuff bottle" alive or dead, the sealing item has too ancient years, combined with his domain, each simulated self possesses the power to master toxic assault!

On top of the mountain, the Red Sea floated, countless Poison Ghosts emerging.

Each was holding a "snuff bottle", tipping it slightly towards Gu Shen, letting the Red Sea spiritual toxins fall like a waterfall, flooding from all directions into the valley, completely submerging Gu Shen in an instant.

This time.

Gu Shen couldn’t even be bothered to activate the [Iron Throne].

He looked around calmly, his gaze sweeping over the numerous bottle-holding figures across the whole sky.

The overwhelming Poison Sea poured towards him.

It’s just a pity...

This Poison Sea fundamentally cannot break into Gu Shen’s Spiritual Domain.

Whether it is the "calamity" or "toxicity" of this world, as long as it is not empowered by fire seed level force, it cannot harm the "Netherworld Fire"...

If the Poison Ghost knew he was trying to drown the future Netherworld King with the Sea of Poison at this moment, one wonders how he would feel?

Gu Shen, with an appetite big enough to swallow an entire Duolu River without feeling satisfied, just stood with hands behind him, letting the Poison Sea rain down for tens of seconds, without a single corner of his clothing being damaged.

It’s not arrogance.

He just wanted to see how potent the toxicity of the snuff bottle really was.

In fact, this sealing item was quite decent, just lacking in wielder strength.

Several tens of seconds later, the Poison Ghosts scattered across the mountains and fields already showed abnormal expressions, wanting to continue increasing the dose.

However.

The "years of savings" in the snuff bottles were already running dry.

"Is that all you’ve got?"

Gu Shen chuckled.

His eyes locked on a particular one within the boundless Red Sea, this time, his killing intent was completely ignited, the Great Cold Domain gushed out instantly, turning the ethereal and tangible entirely into ice slag, the Red Sea still pouring, but in an instant, piling up to form a snow-white grandeur.

Gu Shen’s figure suddenly shifted.

Once he was steady, the strong wind started.

He had already moved in front of the true body of the Poison Ghost among the vast mountains and fields, simultaneously extending a hand, pressing it onto this man’s forehead.

Gu Shen smiled and said: "Is there any regret before you die?"

Tears ran down the Poison Ghost’s face, he cried out desperately and loudly.

"Yuan Zhong, save me!!"

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