CHAPTER 228: CHAPTER 225: DESTROYING THE DANTIAN_1

Divine Skills, Calamity Poison!

Feeling the threat of death from Qin Wudao’s attack, Tian Yuyang did not hesitate, instantly activating his special constitution’s Divine Skills, preparing for a desperate counterattack.

His special constitution was quite formidable, ranked 79th—the "All-Toxin Body"!

Simply put, this physique was the origin of all poisons, capable of refining toxins using Spiritual Energy. Moreover, his cultivation method differed; ordinary Martial Artists consumed Spiritual Medicines, while he consumed poisons.

Spiritual Medicines were expensive; poisons were cheap!

It was for this very reason that Tian Yuyang had managed to break through to the Saint Realm at the age of twenty-one!

One must understand that Reaching the Holy Realm was a major threshold on the path of cultivation, exceedingly difficult to overcome. Even some chosen ones with special constitutions from ancient-tier forces were only at the Peak of the Realm!

A dark green light shot out from Tian Yuyang’s paper fan, emitting a thick, noxious stench that corroded the surrounding Void.

SIZZLE...

The two attacks collided.

The Sword Qi unleashed by Qin Wudao was quickly corroded, and a large amount of poisonous gas billowed in all directions, enveloping the entire arena. It even seeped through the referee’s protective barrier, spreading to the other arenas.

THUD...

On several nearby arenas, chosen ones engaged in battle accidentally inhaled some of the poisonous gas. Their eyes rolled back, and they collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing violently.

"How terrifying!"

On arena thirty-seven, another chosen one with a special constitution, Su Wen Yi of the Langya Sect, hastily deployed his Literary Dao Divine Skills to suppress the poisonous gas. He stared at Tian Yuyang, his face etched with dread.

We are both chosen ones with special constitutions, so why is the disparity so immense? For a moment, he felt a twinge of sympathy for Qin Wudao, who was battling Tian Yuyang. Under the corrosion of that poisonous gas, he’s likely dissolving into toxic sludge!

"General Xiang, will His Majesty be alright?" Wang Lingling asked anxiously from the spectator stands. The situation on the arena was truly horrifying, completely shrouded in a dark green poisonous fog that obscured any view of the interior.

A bloody light flashed in Xiang Yu’s eyes as he pierced through the poisonous gas and observed the scene inside. He shook his head. "He won’t be."

Wang Lingling breathed a sigh of relief, though a trace of worry still lingered on her face. Her concern stemmed from a subject’s loyalty and care for their sovereign, unmixed with other sentiments.

In another section of the spectator stands, all the disciples of the Green Stripe Sect were wreathed in smiles, a relaxed atmosphere suffusing their group.

"Once struck by Senior Brother’s Calamity Poison, even a deity descending to the mortal realm would be helpless! Elder, Senior Brother has slain the King of the Qin Dynasty, finally avenging you!" a disciple declared with a laugh.

"Senior Brother is truly formidable! That Qin Wudao is less than nothing!"

"Of course! With Senior Brother’s strength, he’s more than capable of contending with top-tier chosen. Defeating Qin Wudao? Isn’t that a walk in the park?"

The Green Stripe Sect disciples discussed excitedly, already convinced of their victory.

"Yuyang has done well!" Dong Changcheng exhaled a long breath, his entire being relaxing considerably.

Arena thirty-six was filled with an increasingly dense poisonous fog, so thick that even Martial Artists at the Peak of the Saint Realm could not survive within it.

Yet, perplexingly, the referee had still not declared Tian Yuyang the victor.

As expected, the Chaos Divine Body is unafraid of harm from the poisonous gas! Deep within the sunless, toxic fog, Qin Wudao stood firm, Emperor Sword in hand, his complexion normal. A golden light flickered at his throat, purifying the poisonous gas he inhaled, leaving no trace of poisoning.

With a faint smile, he strode towards Tian Yuyang.

It’s time to end this!

Strange, why hasn’t he collapsed yet? Tian Yuyang’s face was a little pale. Activating the Calamity Poison consumed a vast amount of Spiritual Energy. With his Saint Realm cultivation, he simply couldn’t sustain it for much longer.

After holding on for another moment, he hesitated briefly, then decided to retract his Divine Skills!

The poisonous gas slowly dissipated.

A blurred figure appeared before him.

How is this possible? Tian Yuyang focused his gaze and saw that the figure was Qin Wudao, standing perfectly straight, showing no signs of poisoning whatsoever.

This is unacceptable! Ever since awakening the ’All-Toxin Body’, no one had ever emerged unscathed from his Divine Skills. At best, they would succumb to the poison and fall unconscious; at worst, their bodies would rot, leading to death.

"Die!" A chilling light glinted in Qin Wudao’s eyes. His sword-wielding right hand vibrated rapidly, unleashing four golden Sword Qi that radiated a sharp, intimidating aura.

In the blink of an eye, the four Sword Qi struck Tian Yuyang’s limbs, shattering his meridians and splattering blood.

"ARGH!" The pain from his shattered limbs made Tian Yuyang scream aloud. His face contorted in agony, sweat drenching his forehead. An inexplicable terror gripped his heart.

"Slash!" Qin Wudao’s expression remained unchanged as he vented his anger. On careful reflection, the Qin Dynasty and the Green Stripe Sect had two major grievances between them, amounting to mortal enmity.

The first time, Dong Changcheng secretly interfered with my breakthrough!

The second time, Wang Yuan Jing publicly humiliated Wang Lingling in the arena, insulting the people of the Qin Dynasty!

The Void trembled as over a dozen brilliant golden Sword Qi gathered and stormed towards Tian Yuyang. Instantly, more than a dozen wounds appeared on him, blood flowing freely and staining his clothes red.

Damn it, how dare you toy with me! Die! I will kill you! Tian Yuyang seethed internally, his fury reaching its peak. His eyes blazed with boundless resentment, completely forgetting that the Green Stripe Sect had employed similar tactics against the Divine Court of the Qin Dynasty.

"Yes!" Many spectators watching arena thirty-six couldn’t help but cheer loudly, especially those from factions holding grudges against the Green Stripe Sect, their faces flushed with excitement.

In stark contrast, the disciples of the Green Stripe Sect looked utterly dejected, as if they had just lost their parents.

Over the next few minutes, Qin Wudao tormented Tian Yuyang with a variety of attacks. Though the latter desperately dodged, the injuries on his body continued to mount, until he was virtually a man drenched in blood.

"You humiliated Wang Lingling, so I will ensure you lose all face!" Qin Wudao stated coldly.

SWISH! SWISH!

Two flashes of Sword Qi streaked across the air, seizing two bloody pieces of flesh from Tian Yuyang’s face.

"AAARGH..." Tian Yuyang lay on the ground, screaming like a butchered pig. He raised his hands to his face, feeling not the softness of skin, but hard, unyielding bone.

"*Gasp!* Such ruthless methods!" The surrounding Martial Artists drew a sharp breath, a flicker of pity in their eyes as they looked at the bloodied, grotesque Tian Yuyang.

However, remembering the Green Stripe Sect’s prior actions, any nascent sympathy swiftly vanished.

"Stop! I admit defeat!" Dong Changcheng could no longer bear to watch and yelled out urgently.

"The Divine Court of the Qin Dynasty wins! Qin Wudao has earned the qualification to enter the Heritage Site!" shouted the referee, landing on the arena.

Qin Wudao nodded, clasped his fist in salute to the referee, and turned to leave the arena.

Tian Yuyang curled up on the ground. Watching Qin Wudao’s retreating figure, a murderous glint flickered in his eyes. He gathered the Spiritual Energy within his body to his forehead and fired a beam of toxic light.

"Your Majesty, look out!" Xiang Yu’s expression changed drastically. He rushed towards the arena, but the overlapping Void created a significant distance; by the time he arrived, it would surely be too late.

"Humph!" However, just as the toxic light was about to strike, Qin Wudao, as if anticipating it, effortlessly dodged. He then threw his imperial sword, which struck Tian Yuyang’s lower abdomen.

CRACK!

Tian Yuyang’s face froze. He looked down at his lower abdomen, which was completely pale.

His Dantian had been pierced by the imperial sword!