The Immortal’s Poison

The two copper ants about the size of sparrows were rubbing against each other intimately while the undercurrent-like Metal Poison Stream surrounding the ants was like a ghost's shadow and rippled forward continuously.

On the other side of the Metal Poison Stream was a huge stretch of ground densely packed with hundreds of little monsters. They had the bodies of young apes but with hideous ghostly faces. They bared a mouthful of sharp fangs and howled without stopping. Several of these monsters were desperately scratching the ground continuously with their claws. Each scratch caused a substance which had a similar but dimmer color as the Metal Poison Stream to surge out of the ground. The substance resembled a poisonous fungus and it grew on the ground towards the Metal Poison Stream. The moment these two met, the earth-shattering sound of metallic impact would echo in an ear-piercing tune.

The Mo Ya's Metal Poison Stream was obviously more caustic than the monsters' dark brass-colored poisonous fungus. The poisonous fungus was soon engulfed after momentary contact. The ground the monsters were on grew narrower. Every once in a while a raging monster would leap high up into the air in an attempt to forcefully cross the Metal Poison Stream to crush the ants to death. However, it could not run for more than two steps before it grew shorter as its two legs were corroded into nothingness. It then howled sorrowfully before dying in convulsions.

Several of the ghost-faced bronze monkeys were resisting the Metal Poison Stream strenuously while the other monsters bared their fangs and brandished their claws as they pounced repeatedly towards the group of priests behind them!

There were a large number of Taoist priests too, at least two hundred of them were divided into two groups. One of the group dealt with the monster's attacks and the poisonous fungus while the rest guided their flying swords all over the sky. Accompanied by the loud chanting of incantations, the flying swords violently poured like a squally shower towards a clear-as-jade stone forest which was standing not too far away!

If one were to measure from the inside of the forest to the outside, the clear-as-jade stone forest soared high within the deepest end. The Taoist priests of the Qilian Immortal Sect were guiding their treasured weapons in an attempt to crush the stone forest while the ghost-faced monkeys, who seemed to be protecting the stone forest, surrounded and attacked the Taoist priests ferociously. The two Mo Ya were dispersing the potent Metal Poison Stream continuously towards the monkeys as if trying to help their allies who were the Qilian Immortal Sect’s priests.

No one could have expected that such a situation would take place before their eyes. Wen Buzuo gulped nervously as he looked at the chaotic battle nearby and laughed forcefully as if he was in deep thought, "The eighteen bronze Taoist priests that we had bumped into earlier had been poisoned by the ghost-faced bronze monkeys."

The jade knife Guo Huan looked incredulous and said, "What do you mean by ghost-faced bronze monkeys?! Those things there are called the Metal Mountain Demon! They are also a form of mountain elf which belongs to the Metal element type monster. The Gold-Consuming Lair is filled with sharp and incisive force but that stretch of stone forest over there is unique on its own and as smooth as water. Its hardness and softness mutually complemented one another so it carries the natural characteristic to easily breed this thing here! If there's no Metal Mountain Demon here in the Gold-Consuming Lair, only then it’s peculiar."

Wen Buzuo was stunned before he laughed and whispered, "Metal Mountain Lice? That name is truly peculiar."

"I said Metal Mountain Demon!" Guo Huan replied in a harsh tone. He then he added, "Those things there are all too small and possesses utterly no intelligence or demon vitality. They are no different from a wild beast and will never develop further than this point. Sooner or later, they will all perish."

Wen Buzuo sniggered and asked, "This old ancestor is watching as his disciples and disciple's disciples are about to die, do you have any plans to retaliate?"

Guo Huan's tone of speaking was filled with indifference, "I'm of the Earth element while they are of the Metal element. We do not belong to the same sect or the same mountain. They have not developed their intelligence yet so they are not considered to possess a true demon's body. It's obvious that we are vastly different!"

Ever since Wen Leyang and the rest had entered the Gold-Consuming Lair, everything here was full of incisive sharpness and tyranny. The mountain rocks, soil, and trees have all been hardened by the force of Metal into dark, brass-colored blades pointing towards the sky. Only that stretch of stone forest nearby with its crystal clear color of white jade had a gentle glow around it. The stones were also rounded and smooth as if it had been polished by clear spring water for millennia. Contrasted with the Gold-Consuming Lair which was filled with slanted blades and glimmered with a tyrannical glow, the stone forest looked out of place but there was an unspeakable comfort from looking at it.

Everyone nodded, they have roughly understood the sequence of events here. According to Guo Huan's explanation, this stretch of the peculiar stone forest should be the old den or place of birth of these Metal Mountain Demons. The disciples of the Qilian Immortal Sect had surrounded and attacked the stone forest, causing the Metal Mountain Demons on the outside to rush over and retaliate. They had broken those Taoist priests' protective circle before they were attacked by the other Taoist priests. The pair of Mo Ya was dispersing the strong poison in an effort to aid their Taoist priest allies.

Wen Buzuo stared at the Taoist priests who were surrounding and attacking the stone forest. His expression became even more puzzled, "So what are these Taoist priests doing then? Crushing stones?"

Upon saying that, everyone on the scene including Wen Leyang looked towards the jade knife Guo Huan. Wen Buzuo had successfully expressed and conveyed everyone's query in that question. Whether it was the red-colored flying swords of the Qilian Immortal Sect or the Metal Stream Poison of the Mo Ya, both were continuously lashing at the stone forest but no enemy could be seen.

Fortunately, they had a wise person on their side. Within Guo Huan's stiff voice, there was a sense of psychological superiority that could not be concealed, "The stone forest is a formation, it is the armor so there must be something hidden within that stone forest..."

Wen Buzuo was not too fond of Guo Huan's tone of speech, "Tell us once you're done pondering. If there's something within the stone forest, why don't they just enter the stone forest and catch it? What is the purpose of crushing stones?"

The jade knife Guo Huan suddenly became extremely patient. He seemed to possess the kindness of a great mathematician who was helping a group of young students to calculate linear equation in two unknowns, "The Taoist priests have no way to enter unless the magic protective circle is broken."

As expected, three to five Taoist priests charged into the stone forest under the cover of their red flying swords. Soon after, the sound of agonized screams could be heard. As soon as the Taoist priests had come into contact with the stone forest, they were immediately turned into limp corpses. It was as if all the bones within their bodies had been pulled out and those bodies were then filled with 2,000 liters of tap water. The corpses tumbled onto the ground and started ‘flowing' visibly to the naked eye, It only took a moment before the corpses had turned into a puddle of white-colored soft flesh with no way to differentiate between the limbs and the body.

Little Chi Maojiu stared with wide eyes as he looked dazedly at the corpses of the few priests who had died outside the stone forest.

Wen Buzuo suddenly understood something and he said laughingly to Wen Leyang, "Of course those people from the Qilian Immortal Sect were not afraid of those from Painting Town, they have other pressing matters on their hands which was why they had refused to be involved in a fight with those from Painting Town." Upon saying that, he paused for a moment and muttered to himself, "I wonder what the stone forest is protecting, it will be nice to just take a look."

Wen Leyang ignored Wen Buzuo's gossiping professionalism as he frowned and spoke in a low tone, "It's here!"

A large hill was slowly forming on the ground outside the stone forest which was harder than metal. After a while, a gigantic pangolin the length of dozens of meters broke through the soil. The red-colored flying swords reflected against its greenish-black scales which were glimmering with ink-knife-like coldness. Unexpectedly, a dwarf Taoist priest with a white beard and brows who was less than one meter tall was riding upon its back. 

The Taoist priests of the Qilian Immortal Sect suddenly broke out in a cheer. Wen Leyang stared from afar at the giant pangolin's front legs and was satisfied to see that one of them looked obviously thinner with scales that looked freshly formed on it. He nodded, "That's him!"

The giant pangolin Po Tu was enjoying the cheers of the disciples of Qilian Immortal Sect. Its appearance was dignified and solemn like the manner of a senior. Its attitude appeared quite different from that panicked and anxious character who had been fleeing when it bumped into Chang Li on Mount Emei.

After the appearance of the pangolin, those ghost-faced monkey-like Metal Mountain Demons were stirred into a greater frenzy. They no longer cared about the potent Metal Poison Stream which was being dispersed by the Mo Ya behind them as one after another, they turned around and attacked the Taoist priests desperately.

The dwarf Taoist priest sitting on top of the pangolin instructed his disciples, "Spare no effort in dealing with the mountain elves, the Mountain-Guarding Divine Beast and I will enter by burrowing!"

The disciples of the Qilian Immortal Sect affirmed loudly and turned the sword-control gesture in their hands. The flying swords which had been bombarding the stone forest circled around and whistled towards the big group of ghost-faced monkeys.

The pangolin Po Tu turned around and called out loudly, "Sit tight!" Soon after that, it leaped up high up in the air and its large head bore down into the soil. Soon after that, everyone could hear an earth-shattering scream of agony... the pangolin has disappeared under the earth but the dwarf Taoist priest had been left on the ground.

The dwarf Taoist priest had forcefully collided with the metal ground and created a large pit. He was lying on his back with both his legs pointing up to the sky... After a while, he turned over strenuously and his forehead was covered in fresh blood.

Po Tu's large head emerged out of the ground with a hint of embarrassment in its small eyes. It asked, "In all urgency, I had forgotten to cast a spell to protect you... do you still want to enter the forest?" On most days when the dwarf Taoist priest had followed it as it burrowed into the ground, the pangolin would cast a spell to protect him as he could not cast any form of spell himself. Otherwise, it would break the pangolin's Art of Burrowing Underground. This time, he had been caught off guard as he was struck ferociously, he was fortunate that he didn't die from the collision.

The dwarf Taoist priest shook his head with dazed eyes. Po Tu sneered as it abided, "Be sure to be careful in everything!" Following that it disappeared once again.

There was a prohibition spell set on the stone forest. The priests from the Qilian Immortal Sect had summoned a sky full of flying swords to crush it but they had not managed to break the prohibition spell even after a long while. It seems that the giant pangolin intended to enter by burrowing under the ground.

A few disciples of the Qilian Immortal Sect helped to lift up the dwarf Taoist priest in a great bustle as the rest made their way to deal with the bronze monkeys. The bronze monkeys were suddenly being attacked on both sides. Just as it seemed that they would not last any longer, suddenly a long howl broke through metal and cracked stones. It surged skywards from Wen Leyang's side and the head of Painting Town, Leyang Shoujin, with his head full of white hair, leaped high up into the sky and somersaulted towards the two Mo Ya copper ants which were rubbing against one another affectionately.

This time, Wen Leyang and the rest were greatly startled. Leyang Shoujin and his son had originally been fighting with the Eyangshan Sect's enlightened light bearer San Tong yet he had now unknowingly caught up to them without making a sound. However, but his son Leyang Wen and the enlightened light bearer were nowhere to be found.

The two Mo Ya were faced with a sneak attack. Each ant shook its antennae in rage. The Metal Poison stream which had been flowing close to the ground suddenly erupted with a bang like raging lava. The poisonous stream no longer paid any attention to the mountain elves but enveloped Leyang Shoujin in the blink of an eye.

Wen Buzuo pouted and said, "It's over, the old man is done..." Before his voice has died away, a series of roaring laughter echoed from within the splashing ink-like Metal Poison Stream. The Metal Poison Stream which was capable of melting metal and forging water could not even hurt a single hair follicle on Leyang Shoujin. Before they knew what was happening, Leyanh Shoujin had already broken out of the cocoon with the Chinese calligraphy brush in his hand as he pressed down towards the two Mo Ya mercilessly.

The two Mo Ya's movements were unbelievably agile. Both ants dodged and avoided the enemy's attack. Just as the ants were preparing to counterattack, Leyang Shoujin had already laughingly dashed into the group of Metal Mountain Demons as quickly as lightning. He ignored the bronze fungus under his feet as he brandished the calligraphy brush in his hand. He brushed ink onto the Metal Mountain Demons' bodies continuously. Whenever his brush touched them, the Metal Mountain Demon's body would shake before their heads popped into two halves. Their headless bodies would then spin around in a semicircle before falling dead to the ground!

The jade knife Guo Huan's voice was filled with astonishment as it said to Wen Leyang, "This old thing here is carrying a precious weapon with the power of shielding against the Metal element on his body!"

In the beginning, when these Metal Mountain Demons had seen that Leyang Shoujin was raiding the Mo Ya, they had thought that he was an ally. Yet unexpectedly, the moment he had dashed forward he had started a massacre. By the time the Metal Mountain Demons had reacted to the situation, the old man has already dashed past the mountain elves as fast as lightning and bore head-first into the Taoist priests of the Qilian Immortal Sect.

The dwarf Taoist priest was pointing at Leyang Shoujin of Painting Town as he shouted weakly towards his disciples, "Stop the two of them..."

Wen Xiaoyi, who was lying on Wen Leyang's back could hear the dwarf Taoist priest' words from afar was slightly stunned, "The two of them?"

Wen Buzuo laughed in a low tone, "Well, he did hit his head pretty hard earlier."

Countless red-colored longswords glimmered as they immediately shot towards the enemy. Suddenly, a green-colored piece of long silk curled up from Leyang Shoujin's body. He then launched the supernatural power of Painting Town. His Chinese calligraphy brush which was as thin as a chopstick moved like the wind and wrote swiftly on the long silk. The long silk almost blotted out the entire sky and a loud booming sound could be heard every time he splashed ink onto the silk.

The Chinese calligraphy brush was small yet the Chinese characters that appeared from it were each larger than a millstone. The long silk, despite being dozens of meters long, almost couldn't accommodate the characters. Those black-colored characters shone with an unusual radiance as they floated between the sky and the ground. However, neither Wen Leyang nor the rest of his group was able to recognize the script he was writing in. It was definitely not in the regular script, semi-cursive script, cursive script or an ancient seal script. In fact, it most similar to a bone inscription and the characters curved and twisted vividly on the long silk.

Wen Xiaoyi gasped in surprise and informed Wen Leyang determinedly, "He's writing an inscription in the Ghosts and Spirits Script! The Wailing Ghosts Wind is the cultivation technique of the ancient Xiang people..." As expected, before her voice has died away, the Gold-Consuming Lair suddenly erupted with sad and shrill cries. It was as if all the ghosts in hell were weeping in unison. Strong gusts of green-colored wind as sharp as knives then cut through the group of Taoist priests with a boom!

The Qilian Immortal Sect's disciples immediately fled. They recalled their flying swords to protect themselves and tried to resist the Wailing Ghosts Wind which had been summoned by the Ghosts and Spirits Script. Throughout all this, Leyang Shoujin had continued to move as he dashed towards the stone forest without a pause.

Painting Town was the first aristocratic family of the rogue cultivators in the world. According to the cultivator's universally-recognized division of power, Painting Town's level of power was far weaker than the Five Blessings. Despite this, the level power that Leyang Shoujin was displaying at this moment, though one could not compare him to the old demon rabbit Bu Le, one could deem him not to be inferior when compared to the little demon rabbit Shan Duan.

Just as Leyang Shoujin was about to rush into the stone forest, the dwarf Taoist priest who had a bump on his head suddenly vanished.

He immediately reappeared soundlessly in the sky a short distance away from Leyang Shoujin. He smiled maniacally as he stretched out his hand to grab onto Leyang Shoujin but was astounded when his grasp closed on air.

Leyang Shoujin had been startled and even though he had no idea what had just happened, his body never stopped its momentum. He circled around the stone forest in a ghastly manner twice and unexpectedly passed through the prohibition spell, vanishing like a wisp of vapor!

Once Leyang Shoujin has entered the stone forest, the ‘Ghosts and Spirits Script' lost its master's guidance and dropped down from the sky limply. At the same time, the broken souls' Wailing Ghosts Wind too immediately dispersed into thin air.

The dwarf Taoist priest's eyes were in a daze but his face was black with rage. He commanded his disciples loudly, "Kill all these Metal Mountain Demons immediately then gather all your strength to breach the stone forest!" After saying that, he circled around and sat down on the ground.

The Qilian Immortal Sect's disciples once again chanted their incantations and raised their flying swords before slashing at the group of ferocious ghost-faced monkeys mercilessly.

Both the copper ants ‘Mo Ya' had been taunted by Leyang Shoujin earlier and were annoyed and angered. They parted their bodies vigorously and stopped rubbing against each other. They then opened their mandibles and bit ferociously on the ground. Their raised abdomens vibrated in rhythm while the stretch of Metal Poison Stream spread out in all directions. The surface area covered by the poison expanded vastly and its color too became darker.

The thousands of flying swords from the Qilian disciples poured in from the front while the poisonous tide of incisive Metal Poison dispersed by Mo Ya attacked them from behind. The Metal Mountain Demons that were trapped in the middle screamed out in agony and were killed off rapidly. They've completely lost the ability to counter-attack.

Wen Xiaoyi informed Wen Leyang in a low voice, "Those two Mo Ya have released their own Metal Poison!"

Wen Leyang turned around and put Wen Xiaoyi back onto the ground.

Wen Xiaoyi understood his intention and even though she was back on the ground, her unoccupied hand firmly held on to Wen Leyang's forearm, "How're you going to enter the stone forest?"

Wen Leyang and his group, the father and son team from Painting Town, and also the Eyang Sect's priest who was nowhere to be found now, had all been drawn here by the Qilian Immortal Sect's Mountain-Guarding Divine Beast. As soon as the giant pangolin Po Tu had burrowed underground, Leyang Shoujin had immediately chased after it readily. This time, even Wen Leyang could not stay idle and wait any longer.

Wen Leyang frowned and replied, "By the method of the Faulty Punch!"

The jade knife Guo Huan sneered underneath his neck, "It's possible for you to break through the prohibition spell with this method. Unfortunately, the bones in your body are too weak. Before you can even break the prohibition spell, you will have already turned into a puddle of white meat."

Meanwhile, little Chi Maojiu who had been frowning absent-mindedly suddenly spoke up, "This stone forest here, perhaps I can bring all of you into it..."

No one acknowledged him and Wen Leyang continued to frown, "How about the Thunder Heart Sand, can it blast through there?"

The jade knife Guo Huan dampened his enthusiasm once again, "Even if you can blast your way through, it will only completely destroy the prohibition spell. By that time, the Taoist priests, the mountain elves, the copper ants will all rush into it immediately. Can you stay alive then..."

Little Chi Maojiu sputtered until his little face turned thoroughly red. He spoke quickly in a hushed voice, "Those Taoist priests who had died outside the stone forest had encountered a witchcraft spell known as the ‘Greater Celandine' which turns the victim's bones into liquid! The prohibition spell in the stone forest is a witchcraft spell, not a magic spell!"

When he said that, the others shifted their gaze towards him and their expressions were more attentive. Wen Buzuo asked urgently, "This is an important manner, you can't simply use it to show off your abilities."

Chi Maojiu's little face blushed scarlet, "If you don't believe me then go ahead and press those corpses. Your fingers will be coated with clear liquid. Put that into your mouth and it will taste extremely bitter but it's good for improving eyesight and reducing internal heat..."

Wen Buzuo was startled and he nodded hastily, "I believe you, there's no need to taste it, no need to taste it."

Wen Xiaoyi could vaguely remember a record about this form of witchcraft spell that she had read about while she was in the Birth Trademark. Her little face made an obviously astonished expression as she exclaimed, "This is an ancient witchcraft spell, are you sure that you can break it?"

Chi Maojiu nodded in hesitantly, "It will take some time... but I'm almost sure!"

Wen Xiaoyi nodded with certainty, "Then it's considered that you can break it!"

Luo Wanggen was startled, "What do you mean by ‘it's considered that you can break it'? What if he can't break it?"

Wen Buzuo laughed softly as he patted on Luo Wanggen's shoulder, "We will see then if he can or cannot break it. After all, we still need to enter the stone forest, correct." Following that, they started discussing the next topic, "Those Ants and those Taoist priests, how do we get past them?" The Metal Mountain Demons had been attacked continuously on both sides and most of them have been killed off. What remained were too few to cause any trouble.

Guo Huan hesitated for a moment and it sounded like he was clenching his teeth as he spoke, "Use the Thunder Heart Sand then! I will summon the Yang's Mistake. It should be able to block the countercharge of the Poison Metal Stream!" If he were to launch the Yin's Error and Yang's Mistake one more time, it would immediately crack open his body. At the moment, there was already a small crack but in order to chase after the giant pangolin so he could locate Chang Li, he was not too bothered about this development.

Wen Xiaoyi was elated. She waved her big-muzzled weapon and laughed, "After the first shot, all of you please help to shield me while I reload, only then I can fire the second shot. Those Taoist priests will not be a problem..."

The few of them discussed the plan roughly and decided on an idea that was full of flaws in a short period of time. Wen Leyang received Wen Xiaoyi's big-muzzled weapon and raised it high up. He aimed it at the center of the MEtal Poison Stream where the two ‘Mo Ya' were rubbing together intimately.

It was as if both the Mo Ya suddenly realized the approach of a tremendous danger. The bigger ant cried out sadly and vigorously flipped its body, using it shield its companion. Suddenly, 'You've Got Me' leaped down from Wen Leyang's chest. It ululated anxiously as its already dimmed body stood in front of the big-muzzled weapon, desperately trying to hold its master back.

Wen Leyang's finger was hooked into the trigger and the big-muzzled weapon was already triggered within a quick moment. Wen Leyang shook his hand strenuously in surprise and rage as he used the weapon's muzzle to push 'You've Got Me' aside with great difficulty.

The loud crashing sound of the divine thunder echoed vigorously as a thousand rays of purple arcs danced around enchantingly. The radiance of the sky and the earth was taken away in the blink of an eye!

Wen Leyang tossed the big-muzzled weapon to Wen Xiaoyi. Even though he did not know why 'You've Got Me' had held him back, his hand still stretched out as quick as lightning and picked up the bug. Only then did he feel that his back was covered in cold sweat.

'You've Got Me' lay on its master's palm and grieved, it refused to move at all and seemed to be in extreme shock.

The Thunder Heart Sand had brought the power of heaven's thunder. This force slammed ferociously into the Metal Poison Stream. However, the muzzle shook in the final moment and the shot was not aimed right at the two Mo Ya. It had deviated by a few meters and exploded next to them with a loud crash.

The ‘Thunder Heart Sand' was the incisive treasured weapon that had been used by Chang Li in the past to blast Tuo Xie into a ‘thunderous escape'. Once it was launched, the mighty virtues of heaven were released. It was utterly not something two unusual bugs could withstand and even though they had not been hit directly, the momentum rippling from the divine thunder had still shaken the two Mo Ya into suffering from convulsing limbs and severe injuries. How high they were tossed in the air was determined by how heavily they had slammed back on the ground. Their copper coloration turned pale and the two bugs were struggling about, trying to crawl to their other companion desperately.

Just as the rolling thunder had struck in rage, the Metal Poison Stream on the ground immediately reacted as if it was alive. The poison contracted vigorously before it converged into a huge wave. Accompanied by the hoarse sound of breaking metal, it pounced towards Wen Leyang ferociously!

It was as if the jade knife Guo Huan was cheering for himself. His voice was forceful and sonorous as he growled, "Demon Body Breaking!"

A crisp sound echoed from below Wen Leyang's neck, Guo Huan roared loudly once again, "Yang's Mistake!"

Ripples of force swung through the air ferociously, Guo Huan's treasured weapon ‘Yang's Mistake' broke through the sky and firmly took up a protective stance in front of Wen Leyang's chest!

Wen Xiaoyi and the others who had been witnessing the battle in trepidation let out a long sigh of relief in unison. However, no one could have thought that even before they could finish exhaling that one breath, right before the dark brass-colored Metal Poison Stream was going to pounce, the treasured weapon 'Yang's Mistake' suddenly twitched weakly before it suddenly disappeared.

Wen Buzuo almost spat out blood in rage, "Is this the Yang's Mistake? More like the f*cking solar eclipse!"

Wen Leyang thought he had been entrapped by Guo Huan. Now, he did not even have the opportunity to dodge the attack. He could only grind his teeth and brace against the raging turbulent waves converging on him from the Metal Poison Stream's undercurrent.

Soon after, a long lost sensation erupted once again!

The moment the Metal Poison Stream came into contact with his body, it was immediately absorbed by his body! The Metal Poison Stream which had originally covered the sky and the earth suddenly engulfed Wen Leyang. It then turned into a gigantic vortex and the dark brass-colored strong poison spun violently around Wen Leyang as it was rapidly absorbed into his body.

Wen Leyang heard a humming sound in his head. Ever since he had absorbed the earth-splitting toad's Earth element poison, he had become immune to almost all other poisons. He body too began to reject most poisons so he had not expected that when he has faced the Metal Poison Stream for the old scene to replay itself once again.

It was exactly the same as his previous experience - every time he absorbed a strand of strong poison, his body too became heavier.

The jade knife Guo Huan felt as if he was dying, after launching the ‘Demon Body Breaking' spell this time, the crack on the jade knife has become much wider than before. However, his demon vitality was too weak so he could only forcefully summon Yang's Mistake for just a short while.

Now that Wen Leyang had lost all control of his body, he could only wait helplessly as the Metal Poison flowed into his body. The Life and Death Poison within his body circulated around rapidly; every time a strand of Metal Poison entered his body, the Life and Death Poison would immediately sweep it away. It would struggle for a bit before it melted off.

Whether it was the Bushuo and Buzuo brothers or the Qilian Immortal Sect, everyone was dumbstruck by the scene.

Wen Leyang could vaguely understand now why his body was no longer absorbing strong poison after his experience in the Miao stockade village. It was not the that his body no longer absorbed poison, it was more like his body now refuses to absorb normal types of poison. He has turned into a picky poison eater now.

This time, when he had chanced upon the Metal Poison which was far superior to the strand of potent Earth Poison within Xiu Er, his body almost seemed to be possessed by the spirit of Tao Tie the Glutton. His body immediately started to swallow the poison greedily. In cultivation, this was an exceedingly joyous event as once his body has absorbed all the strong poison, his cultivation base would certainly improve vastly.

But this was not the right time.

Wen Leyang wished that the giant toad would leap out once again and swallow every one of them into its stomach.

The dwarf Taoist priest with a head full of swollen bumps had recovered from his surprise. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Wen Leyang as he shouted towards his disciples, "Kill the both of them!"