The Immortal’s Poison

When Xiaowu heard Cone Nail's words, she did not question Cone Nail but highly raised and waved her Weeping Staff around before slamming the staff ferociously at the big-mustached man.

Considering that Xiaowu's staff could strike hard enough to crack metal and rocks, what happened next was not within expectations. Brains did not splatter everywhere and there was no loud explosive noise. Instead, with a low muffled sound, she caused an indentation, the size of an egg, on the big-mustached man's head. 

It was as if the big-mustached man's head was made of clay. His head depressed but did not shatter. 

Every surviving rogue cultivator was dumbstruck. A moment later, the old demon rabbit, Rangjung and a few other experienced good hands gasped soundlessly, "It is the sandy body! His supernatural power still exists, he is not dead yet!"

With the form of the sandy body, one's entire body moved like sand in unhindered movements. That allowed one to be unhindered by external forces. It was the utmost highest level of Taoist's supernatural power of form. The big-mustached man's back and heart was severely injured, the demon blade stabbed through his heart, one side of his ribs was burned off by the ice flame, yet his supernatural power surprisingly did not disperse. His life vitality was still circulating. 

Xiaowu's strike was futile, her little face was filled with astonishment. She did not waste time talking nonsense as she waved her staff into a streak of a ghastly pale vortex that slammed towards the big-mustached man's head akin to a raging storm. 

Cone Nail and Chang Li's expressions were solemn. They gazed into one another. No one spoke as they each sat cross-legged on the ground and focused their attention on cultivating their energy and restoring their vitality. They gathered the life vitality that was scattered in their bodies in an attempt to regain some strength with great effort. 

Even though Wen Buzuo escaped death caused by the calamity, he could not care to find out who actually saved him. He pointed towards the big-mustached man as he asked Ji Fei, who was by his side in astonishment, "This person…is still alive?"

The old monk Ji Fei's expression could not be described as astonished or fearful anymore. His initial face that was considered handsome was convulsing in a ghastly manner. He clenched his teeth as he answered, "He is not dead yet now…but he is unsalvageable too. He can still live!" As he was saying that, he pointed to the dragon-patterned sword that was picked up by Xiaowu moments ago which she was about to break into two. 

The dragon-patterned sword's shine, as compared to when it was first picked up, was much dimmer than before. The dragon patterns on the sword were akin to the Chinese ink wash paintings that were drenched in the rain, they turned into a ball of blurry mess and were fading slowly. 

Wen Buzuo clenched his teeth anxiously, "What do you mean by dead but can still live? Is he a zombie? Explain clearly!"

The old monk Ji Fei's cultivation base was weak but he had a good understanding of the profound Art of Split Body. Amongst the survivors on the Goddess Peak, only him, Chang Li and Cone Nail understood the situation that was taking place before their eyes. 

The Art of Split Body that was cultivated by profound master cultivators could be the same as the art where Eyang Sect's San Wei converted his split body into the human form or could be like the previous master of the giant sword Molten Metal Fire Bell converting his split body into the Sword's Resolve. The two types of split body methods each had its advantages and disadvantages. A cultivator could choose based on his own abilities, his temperament and cultivation needs. 

The big-mustached man's cultivation base was so profound to the state that Ji Fei could not understand at all. It was nothing extraordinary that he was capable of cultivating into a split body, similar to the Molten Metal Fire Bell's master. However, the split body that was cultivated by the big-mustached man was also the Sword's Resolve.

Whether it was in the human form or Sword's Resolve, the split body could still continue to cultivate on its own. If the human form split body's cultivation base could achieve the utmost strongest level, then it could cultivate into another split body itself. On the other hand, if the Sword's Resolve could cultivate its cultivation base to the highest extent then it would fuse into a treasured weapon. 

At this point, the old monk Ji Fei trembled as he inhaled a deep breath, "The act of fusing into the treasured weapon means that the Sword's Resolve and the treasured weapon are completely fused into one. The dragon-patterned sword is the Sword Resolve's split body of the big-mustached man so it is his treasured weapon as well!"

Wen Buzuo spoke presumptuously, "That Sword's Resolve then converted into five evil dragons? Those five evil dragons are the split bodies of the Sword's Resolve?"

Ji Fei shook his head, "The five dragons are the magic spell of the Sword's Resolve, it is of the same principle as casting beans on the ground and transform the beans by magic into soldiers (Translator's note: this is based on a legend), the Sword's Resolve of the big-mustached man has already cultivated into perfection, it is not considered too bizarre if it was to transform into the five heaven's dragons. However, after Sword's Resolve and the treasured weapon fuses into one, legend says that there is still one more remarkable advantage, it is capable of refining spirit to reanimate the body!"

The Sword's Resolve of the big-mustached man refined his spirit to reanimate the body, such that he could convert between the dragon-patterned sword and primordial spirit freely. When he was resisting the enemy, it became the most incisive treasured weapon in the world, while on usual days it hid its sword form and converted into the state of primordial spirit and grew in the master's body to help its master's cultivation. 

Wen Buzuo gaped in bewilderment as he listened, he muttered to himself, "This Sword's Resolve has turned into a spirit!" Following that, he pointed towards the dragon-patterned sword that had already turned extremely blurry and could possibly disappear at any moment, "So what is going on with the sword?"

"The big-mustached man is fading and dying away, the Sword's Resolve is converting back into the primordial spirit to return to his body…"

Wen Buzuo was suddenly enlightened, he jumped up as he shouted 'oh no', "The Sword's Resolve is also capable of controlling the big-mustached man's body such that he can live again?!"

The old monk Ji Fei's face was filled with concern, "It appears so! However, when he is resurrected again, he will not be the big-mustached man anymore, he will be his Sword Resolve's split body."

No matter how incisive or remarkable was the Sword's Resolve, it could not be considered a living creature anyhow. Moreover, once the master was dead, it would still be sealed like the Firetail in the past. Nonetheless, the Sword's Resolve had cultivated into the state of reanimating the body, if it was converted into the primordial spirit and entered the master's body while the master was dying, then it would receive the master's dharma body. For the Sword's Resolve, this was no different than reincarnating into a human. 

The big-mustached man's dragon-patterned Sword's Resolve was turning opaque. It was slowly converting into the primordial spirit to take over the master's body. Wen Buzuo howled in rage. Together with his three-inch nail brother, they dashed side by side towards the dragon-patterned sword.

When Cone Nail and Chang Li discovered that the dragon-patterned sword refined spirit to reanimate the body, they were suddenly enlightened and hastily instructed the rest of the people to kill the big-mustached man. There was still the power of double dragons remained in the dragon-patterned sword, even if Chang Li was still in perfect condition, she may not necessarily be able to harm the sword, so the only way to stop it was to kill the big-mustached man. 

Yet, the big-mustached man's cultivation base was impressive. Before he stopped breathing, no matter how much Xiaowu howled in rage and exerted her strength, there was no way she could destroy his body. The shadow of the staff befell heavily while the sinister wind blew recklessly, under Xiaowu's desperate and wild attacks, the big-mustached man was akin to a ball of mud that was filled with holes and pits. Yet, the bloody corners of his mouth were still smiling manically all along! 

Upon hearing Ji Fei's words, the rest of the cultivators, who were not severely injured, sweated anxiously but they could not come up with an idea. At this moment, a raging howl suddenly echoed from the back of the group of cultivators. The ugly youth Qin Zhui widened his eyes in rage, dashed past the crowd in lightning speed and punched heavily towards the big-mustached man that was lying horizontally on the ground. 

Qin Zhui had woken up earlier. He was completely aware of the violent battle between the few demon immortals and the big-mustached man but the circulation of life vitality inside his body still could not manage to break through his last joint. He could not budge at all. Finally, as his cultivation power was completely restored, he did not even hesitate and immediately jumped up to strike the big-mustached man. 

Xiaowu's staff gave out the muffled sound of sharp blades piercing through dull leather, making one feel suffocated upon hearing the sound. Finally, at the sound of a loud explosion, every cultivator exhaled a breath of relief together with the sound. Qin Zhui's punch caused mountain rocks to be shattered and dust was flying everywhere!

Just as the corners of the crowd's mouths were curving up and the old monk was about to reveal a smile, he suddenly gave a forced laugh. He put on a long face as he spoke, "Oh no!" He was not looking at the big-mustached man; his gaze was staring straight onto the dragon pattern sword all along. 

At that moment, the dragon pattern sword had completely disappeared! Cone Nail and Chang Li were still sitting up straight with their eyes closed, it seemed that they had utterly no idea about the situation that had just taken place before their eyes. 

The mountain wind swept past, the dust finally settled down. Qin Zhui's punch blasted a large pit on the ground, leaving behind an empty large pit. 

The big-mustached man was almost pounded to a mash. It was unknown when he had already stood up. He stood afar, moving his body parts in an extremely uncoordinated manner. After a while, his mouth suddenly gave out a series of terrifying chuckles. 

Qin Zhui and Xiaowu simultaneously shouted in rage. They dashed towards the enemy side by side! The staff's shadow was akin to a mountain, the punches and kicks that were delivered blasted loudly! Xiaowu was a soul formed from a corpse figurine with a primordial Yang body, while Qin Zhui had the foundation establishment of the utmost wood element. Even though his severe injuries had yet to fully healed, under the golden monkey Qian Ren's recuperation, his power of life vitality was stronger than before. With the combined attacks of the two persons, even the giant pangolin Po Tu could be killed. 

Yet, the big-mustached man that was possessed by the Sword's Resolve refused to even raise his head to take a look at their supernatural power. He allowed them to strike his body, which let out loud knocking sounds. He was engrossed in the act of stretching out his left hand and grabbed onto the demon blade that was stabbed through his chest. Within the squeaky sound of friction, he pulled out the blade inch by inch! The big-mustached man's face was covered in blood, the mustache on his face was convulsing in agony, yet his gaze was beyond excited and rabid as if he was enjoying the strong pain of pulling out the demon blade. 

Wen Buzuo's gaze was terrified, he asked Ji Fei softly, "How incisive is he now…"

Ji Fei knew what was Wen Buzuo about to ask, he answered incoherently, "The Sword's Resolve still possesses the power of the double dragons but the big-mustached man's body is too severely injured. Nevertheless, his supernatural power of the sandy body that has yet to be dispersed…"

Wen Buzuo suddenly shouted in rage, "Stop over-elaborating, get straight to the point!" The old monk Ji Fei just became the second person in the world after little Chi Maojiu who was scolded by Wen Buzuo for over-elaborating, he put on a long face as he spoke softly, "It is a sure win for him!" 

The Sword's Resolve pulled out the demon blade then he let out a series of chuckles. Following that, he frowned as if he was finally growing impatient with Xiaowu and Qian Zhui's violent attacks. He raised his arms and waved in a strenuous yet clumsy manner. Xiaowu and Qin Zhui simultaneously gave out half a muffled humph as they tried to block him. They staggered and fell back in haste. They only managed to stand up with great effort when they reached Chang Li and the rest. They stared at each other in fear! 

The big-mustached man did not pursue and attack. A sense of puzzlement appeared on his face as if he was very dissatisfied at the attack of his earlier, yet he could not figure out the source of the problem. He looked to the left then looked to the right, he first noticed the missing half a rack of ribs on his left side. He even stretched out his fingers and poke at his internal organs. He then frowned and shook his head as if he was telling the others and himself that this was not the source of the problem. Following that, he continued examining his body.

It was apparent that he had already lost his right hand. The right arm was still breaking apart under the corrosion of Poison of Life and Death yet the big-mustached man was ignorant and dull. He examined his body in puzzlement, occasionally, he would tear off a piece of skin and flesh out of curiosity and place it under his nose to take a whiff. Everyone on the scene felt a gush of chill rising in his or her hearts.

Finally, the big-mustached man noticed his right arm. He first waved about the arm on a few attempts. He then exerted more and more strength. The expression on his face gradually grew desperate yet agitated. Finally, at a ferocious jump, his mouth suddenly gave out a series of infant cry-like shrieks! He realized what was wrong with his right arm. He bawled and cried as he blinked strenuously. He was trying to recall the situation earlier with great effort. A moment later, a sense of savageness that could only be described as disgust suddenly appeared in the big-mustached man's eyes. He glared ferociously towards Wen Leyang who was still lying limply on the ground! 

Almost at the same time, Cone Nail and Chang Li opened their eyes in unison. They each gave out a humph. Chang Li's gaze was bright and clear, while Cone Nail's gaze was piteous. 

The group of cultivators was overjoyed. They supported each other and were about to gather forward. Unexpectedly, Chang Li waved her hand. She glared at them as she scolded uncourteously, "Run for your lives for me!" While Cone Nail grabbed Wen Leyang, her one leg exerted strength and jumped onto Chang Li's back uncourteously, she urged continuously, "He is only going to kill Wen Leyang, you will be fine if you run quick!"

Chang Li did not waste time talking nonsense. Her body swayed as she carried both Cone Nail and Wen Leyang on her back as she spread her legs and ran! Xiaowu pulled along Qin Zhui, "Protect them!" She then leaped up and followed closely behind Chang Li's back. 

In the midst of the pressing affairs, Qin Zhui grabbed the golden monkey and held it in his arms…

The moment the old demon rabbit took one glance at Chang Li's movement, his heart sank! The demon cat's body was albeit as agile and swift but Xiaowu and Qin Zhui could catch up to her speed without exerting any effort…

The time was too short, two top demon immortals did not even have enough time to recover their supernatural powers. Soon, the Sword's Resolve was about to launch an attack once again. They had no choice but to exert the remaining strength in their bodies to escape with Wen Leyang.

The big-mustached man's cries and screams grew louder suddenly. His body was reeling askew, he too suddenly took a huge stride forward, and chased after Chang Li! His cries sounded like an infant, but his gaze that was looking towards Wen Leyang was like a violent wolf! 

Wen Buzuo raised his arms and shouted, "Stop the one-eyed bastard…" He was halfway through his speech when the group of old and weak surviving soldiers did not even manage to gather in time. A gush of tremendous force surge abruptly, the group of people squalled and bawled as they fell down everywhere, the big-mustached man had already dashed past the crowd and chased towards Chang Li and the rest. 

Xiaowu distinguished the direction while she ran, she frowned and spoke, "It is wrong for us to run this way. Follow me, to look for the father…"

Chang Li shook her head, "Hanba is still recuperating from his injuries, he cannot deal with this monster!"

"Not only the father, there is also…" Before Xiaowu could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Chang Li once again, "These are all risky moves, the opportunity of success is almost the same, why is there a necessity to burden Hanba!"

The big-mustached man's speed was on par with Chang Li. His running posture was extremely alike the marionette puppet in the hands of Wen Leyang's two silly uncles. Sometimes his left leg was limp like soft noodles, while sometimes his right leg was stiff like crab's leg. Every step he took he seemed to almost fall but he could still manage to adjust his gait right before the moment he lost his balance. He cried and screamed and hissed and roared all the way as he pursued closely behind Chang Li and the rest's back. 

Chang Li's heart was not distracted. She carried Cone Nail and Wen Leyang as she dived head first into the Desert Rebel Mountain that they had just left recently. Qin Zhui was starting to be a little confused. Why was he following and entering with them? He was about to turn around and pounced towards the big-mustached man when he was dragged by Xiaowu, "In the past when people were riding on horses in a rush, they would bring along two horses in exchange…"

Qin Zhui was suddenly enlightened. He looked towards Cone Nail, "Then, what is the purpose of you following here?" Cone Nail stretched out her hand and guided. A cold radiance appeared suddenly in the air. The big-mustached man that was crying and pursuing from afar was suddenly frozen in an ice spike that suddenly appeared. A moment later, the big-mustached man struggled strenuously, he broke free from the disturbance and continued to pursue in a hurry. Even though the ice spike only managed to stop him for a short period of time, the two parties managed to distance themselves away for a little distance anyhow. 

It was only then Cone Nail laughed, "My weight is still lighter as compared to the little bit of supernatural power that I can still manage to launch with effort." Upon saying that, she changed into that sorrowful expression once again, she exhaled a breath softly, "That Sword's Resolve has yet to familiarize with the body, that is why he is chasing slowly. However, after continuous running, he will chase faster and faster, while we will only run slower and slower."

Chang Li gave a humph, "Not necessarily! His arm is poisoned with the Poison of Life and Death! The Sword's Resolve has only taken control of the body. He has yet to familiarize himself in urging life vitality. He will never be able to expel strong poison."

Wen Leyang's Poison of Life and Death was violent and domineering but the big-mustached man's body was truly too strong. The poison power corroded in a speed that was unusually slow. Until this point, there was still a large half chunk of his forearm left. 

Before their eyes, two parties were fighting for time. Whether it was the Poison of Life and Death that invaded the big-mustached man's heart and lungs first or whether the big-mustached man would catch up to them first.

Cone Nail would occasionally summon and condense ice spikes to freeze the big-mustached man for a moment. Xiaowu would use the Weeping Staff to knock on the ground continuously and summon some evil corpses that were decayed to block the enemy. Only Qin Zhui, who had just forged his foundation establishment and had yet to learn magic art, could not turn around to stop the big-mustached man and fight desperately. Hence, he could not do anything else other than running. 

Even though the great disaster was just right behind, Qin Zhui became bored the longer he ran. He suddenly recalled something, "Why does the big-mustached man not break his arm to expel the poison?"

Chang Li peered at Qin Zhui impatiently, "The Sword's Resolve has been waiting for how many years. When he finally gained the body, do you think he is willing to break away an arm immediately?" 

Before Chang Li's voice died away, the big-mustached man suddenly gave out a shocking scream in agony. He used his left hand to forcefully break his right arm. He did not even take a look before he tossed the right arm on the ground. He did not care about the fresh blood that was spurting out of his broken stump but clenched his teeth as he continued to chase after them!

Chang Li was suddenly deranged, she glared at Qin Zhui ferociously, "It is all your fault!"

Qin Zhui widened his mouth in astonishment, he did not know what to say…

In the Desert Rebel Mountain, thousands of red hills could be seen. 

Even though Chang Li was creating troubles everywhere back then and provoked all the cultivators in the world into pursuing and killing her, the demon cat had never been as shabby as she was today. Her charming face was akin to being covered with frost, her expression grew more and more determined. She did not utter a word but urged her life vitality with all her might so she could shuttle through the hills and mountain ridges rapidly.

As mentioned by Cone Nail earlier, with only one eye, a broken arm, his back badly mutilated with his flesh torn to shreds, and even with a half rack of ribs missing, the big-mustached man grew more and more familiar to his body. Hence, he chased faster and faster too…

Even they themselves could not tell how long had they been running for. At this moment, Cone Nail was already holding the golden monkey as she lied on Qin Zhui's back. With the strongest actual power amongst the group of people, Xiaowu was lifting Wen Leyang. The big-mustached man followed closely behind them there were a few occasions he almost caught up, but in the end, he was forced to back down by the supernatural powers launched by Chang Li and Cone Nail jointly. 

Dashing at the most front, Xiaowu's eyes suddenly brightened, she had already dashed out of the red hills. Chang Li's face was overjoyed, she urged repeatedly, "Do not stop. Behind the giant rock formation, there is a cave that leads us straight to the mountainside, let us run all the way there!" 

A sense of suspicion appeared on Cone Nail's face. She turned her head to the side and looked at Chang Li, "It is a dead end in the mountainside, what are you planning in your heart?"

Chang Li gave out a crisp laugh, "Let us just walk there, do you think that I am still capable of harming you?"

Cone Nail almost cried from injustice, "Have you not harmed me in the past?" Her mouth was saying that but her body followed the rest of the people. 

Soon after the little darling gave out a cheer. She dived head first into the cave that was left behind by Tuo Xie underneath the Golden Horn. Qin Zhui, Cone Nail and Chang Li followed and entered the cave as well. 

The big-mustached man howled dryly, he managed to rush over. The moment he entered the cave, a few ice spikes and demon blades came crashing down onto his head and face, the big-mustached man did not manage to dodge in time. He used his one arm to protect his head as he howled and cried loudly. He forced his way in with brute force. 

Even though the cave was full of turns and rough, there was utterly no forks in the path. Xiaowu did not have to ask for the direction, she focused all her attention running towards the inside until the vision before her eyes turned slightly empty. She had bored into the mountainside at last. Following that, she was stunned, there was utterly no other route in there!

The rest of the people also entered mountainside in succession, Cone Nail immediately reminded loudly, "Never ever touch the skeleton and long sword on the ground!"

At the same time, the sound of a coo echoed from within the skeleton's chest cavity. Red Pot's eyes were filled with joy as it bored out of the earth, "You have returned to visit me so soon?"

Cone Nail did not know what to say, she gave a forced smile as she pointed to Chang Li, "It is her idea to come, you ought to ask her."

The moment Chang Li entered the mountainside, she immediately retreated for a few steps and blocked everybody else behind her back. She squinted her eyes gently as her gaze rippled with the eccentricity and arrogance of a cat's temperament. She stared at the cave attentively.

Due to the seal formed from the strong poison in the skeleton, Red Pot had utterly no idea about the situation outside of the mountainside. It was still laughing aloud, "At least the cat has a sense of conscience…"

Xiaowu did not understand the situation, she thought that Red Pot was their salvation. She did not wait for it to finish speaking as she placed Wen Leyang next to his side. She bent over and knelt with agility as she gave the skeleton a loud kowtow then spoke with a childish voice, "We are pursued by an evil creature, will the senior please save us?"

Red Pot widened its mouth in astonishment, it wished that it could cry…

The sound of footsteps in the cave was loud as a bronze drum. The big-mustached man's telegnosis ability had spread over the surrounding areas, he watched as the enemy was finally trapped in the mountainside with nowhere else to run away. Its dry and agonizing howl turned into a sharp and hoarse cheer, occasionally accompanied one or two strange voices that were uncertain whether it was a cry or laugh!

Xiaowu and Qin Zhui were anxious and fearful. However, after they gazed into the eyes of one another, they each puffed up their chests, they were about to walk forward and block the entrance of the cave. Unexpectedly, Chang Li waved her hand in a manner that refused any query, "Scram to the back!"

Cone Nail also did not understand the situation, she was hopping with one leg as she stood side by side with Chang Li. She did not expect it when Chang Li, who had been solemn and stern as she stared at the cave entrance, suddenly revealed a maniacal smile as she pushed Cone Nail's shoulder. At the same time, she stretched out a leg and hooked onto Cone Nail's lone leg soundlessly. Of course, Cone Nail would not be using her supernatural power and life vitality against Chang Li, she swayed and hopped for a few steps before she managed to gain her balance. She was at a loss of whether to cry or laugh when she scolded, "Is this fun to you?"

Chang Li had only cracked into a smile when she suddenly turned around and glared at the cave entrance. Just as the big-mustached man was about to appear from the depth of the cave, she suddenly opened her mouth and shouted loudly, "Break the demon body!"

A few muffled claps of thunder exploded with loud bangs in the suffocating mountainside. Boundless demonic primordial energy surged, roared and circulated in layers. A thick and huge demon blade breached the void with a sharp noise, following that one transformed into three, three threes transformed into nine, nine nines transformed into eighty-one. Following that, Chang Li waved her delicate hand once. She conducted the fluent rhythm accompanied by the intent of evilness of all ages, converged that into a streak of a mighty current that bored into the cave!

The demon body breaking spell was an ultimate skill in the demon sect. Guo Huan could cast the spell but Chang Li could cast the spell even better. 

At the same time, the demon blade appeared. A puff of demonic charming red also simultaneously gushed out from Chang Li's body into a boundless blood mist. A streak of wound about two fingers' width appeared mottled and ferocious-looking from the demon cat's right shoulder all the way to her left waist. It was akin to a raging heaven's divine warrior raised his whip and lashed onto Chang Li's back ferociously. 

While Chang Li's movement did not halt, she was akin to a raging leopardess. She leaped up as fast as lightning…

Cone Nail finally understood Chang Li's intention, she cried out soundlessly, "Stop…"

Chang Li cracked into a smile towards her in mid-air. That smile was like a flower!

The big-mustached man was still in the cave when the vision before his eyes were shielded by a boundless demon blade suddenly. There was no room for him to dodge, he waved his lone arm back and forth in a rage. He waved and danced into a spectacular ball of shadow. The entire cave was filled with roaring thunders and bright lightning all at once. The demonic energy coiled into the violent intent as it surged into the sky!

Uncountable demon blades surged and stabbed vigorously in the cave, in a manner that was reckless yet wild. Some churned the big-mustached man's lone arm into pieces, some reeled towards the mountain wall and crashed into countless stone fragments and soil dust, some dived into the enemy's body within the sound of squeaky shrieks and drew in a few poisonous snake-like fresh blood that came pouring out. 

The Sword's Resolve was agitated to the greatest extent. Even though he possessed spiritual intelligence, he rarely pondered and never speak. That was why he could only cry and squalled along the way. However, he cherished the new body very much, he watched helplessly as gushes upon gushed of fresh blood poured out. He suddenly broke into loud sobs. He waved about his arm and dashed towards the inside of the mountainside desperately. Let alone the item that was blocking before himself was a demon blade, even if it was the molten lava that ran for a thousand miles, he would still dash over so that he could completely tear, chew and swallow the people who had hurt, harmed and killed him!

The Sword's Resolve was still not too familiar with his new body but he inherited the master's sandy body and the power of two heaven's dragons. Even though the demon body breaking spell that Chang Li launched resolutely was ruthless and tyrannical and vigorous, at best, it was only the blow she delivered at full power when she was at her prime. It was adequate to injure the enemy but it was wishful thinking to use it to kill the enemy!

A raging howl was heard! The raging fire of the Sword's Resolve ignited all the power of life vitality. The raging sound of dragon's roar was heard indistinctively. He was trying his best to dash through the mighty torrent of demon blades that seemed to be never-ending! The mighty torrent's resistance grew stronger and stronger as it surged past the barrier! Just when the Sword's Resolve felt that his entire body lightened, carrying along countless of bitter wounds, his layers of skin and flesh flipped over weakly akin to a dead man's lip. When he was half a step away from dashing into the mountainside, a mottled white-colored skeleton suddenly flew before his eyes!

After Chang Li launched the demon body breaking spell, her body never stopped moving, she floated up akin to a fairy maiden in a graceful yet agile manner. Her lone hand pulled up as she stretched out her hand and pulled out the long sword in the skeleton's hand that once stabbed through the mountain wall and was similarly tainted full of Tuo Xie's Ben Ming poison!

Chang Li pulled out the long sword, she flicked the skeleton towards the enemy while her body did not stop moving at the same time. She sta