Chapter 627 - 372: Fierce Poison Foot Domain
He had never seen a small-scale Alternate Space like this collapse, but he could easily imagine it would cause a massive disturbance.
Violent explosions, skies filled with dust, extremely dangerous spatial rifts... It would definitely throw the entire area into chaos.
If that really happened, Kong Xia’s plan to escape amidst the turmoil might actually succeed...
’I can’t let that happen. I have to find her, and fast.’
Otherwise, risking entry here would all be for nothing.
"AARGH—"
Zou Feng had just begun performing his Flower Hand gestures, eager to manifest his Universal Salvation Burial Flower Domain, when a sudden, blood-curdling scream echoed from high above.
Looking up, he saw a gigantic foot had appeared in the sky!
It was as if a giant, too colossal to be seen in a single glance, had suddenly arrived.
The sole of its foot alone looked to be several hundred meters long.
And that scream had come from a hidden Tribulation Cultivator of the Yama Underworld, who had been "grazed" by the suddenly appearing giant foot. The blow had left him severely injured, coughing up blood and forcing him out into the open.
Unfortunately, while this Tribulation Cultivator was one of the few who had slipped through the net of Zou Feng’s recent Thousand Hands Chaos, he was not White Impermanence Kong Xia.
What puzzled Zou Feng the most was, why did this giant foot look so familiar?
The very thought seemed absurd even to him. After all, it would be a miracle if he’d ever seen a foot so ridiculously large before.
But even ignoring its familiar appearance, the smell wafting from the foot... Zou Feng knew that even better!
It was the scent of his current closest Fellow Daoist, Su Qingyu.
Zou Feng couldn’t be mistaken. After all, they had been exchanging pointers as Poison Cultivators almost every day. This was Su Qingyu’s foot odor... Bah! It would be strange if this *wasn’t* the smell of Su Qingyu’s poison gas.
Having confirmed this, Zou Feng immediately pieced together a rough idea of what was happening outside.
It made perfect sense. Before making his move, Zou Feng had not only messaged Jiang Wanzhao but also notified Su Qingyu, who was already waiting outside the brothel.
He had told her to rush in and provide support the moment something went wrong inside the Hundred Demons Hundred Flavors.
When Su Qingyu rushed in, she would have found him gone. The only things left at the scene would be two powerful members of the Demon Race and this strange, pulsating bottle that was clearly off. How could she not guess that he had likely been sucked into it?
So, while other reinforcements dealt with the rebellious demons inside the brothel, Su Qingyu’s only focus would be to destroy this bottle by any means necessary and get Zou Feng out first.
After all, he had gone alone into a den of Tribulation Cultivators. Even though she knew Zou Feng’s strength was off the charts, she couldn’t help but worry something might happen to him.
And here was the result: she had unleashed a crazy barrage on the spatial Treasure Bottle and somehow punched a crack in space, allowing her prison guard to stick its foot in.
However, because the Treasure Bottle was damaged and the rules of space had gone haywire, the foot that came through appeared as part of a super-sized prison guard, its destructive power more than just doubled!
You had to understand, the giant prison guard didn’t just bring a sense of oppressive physical power.
As a part of Su Qingyu’s Calamity Poison Body, this prison guard could definitely emit poison gas as well.
Thus, the graze that made a Tribulation Cultivator cough up blood was just the beginning, a small taste of what was to come.
The foot odor that would soon permeate the entire Alternate Space was the real killing move.
Soon, as the giant foot stomped onto the ground, a strange fragrance so thick it was intoxicating filled the air, making the surrounding space feel almost viscous.
"COUGH COUGH COUGH—"
"I... I can’t... breathe..."
"Poison... This foot is poisonous!!"
As the foot odor spread, the remaining stragglers were smoked out one by one.
All of them were clutching their throats, their faces contorted in suffocating agony.
But the problem was, even knowing the foot was poisonous, they were trapped in this small Alternate Space. With no path to the heavens and no gate into the earth, there was simply nowhere to run.
It was like being in a cramped elevator when someone who just ran a marathon and already has athlete’s foot suddenly takes off their shoes.
In an instant, the ceaseless wails and screams became even more intense than when Zou Feng had unleashed his Thousand Hands Exorcism!
At this moment, the only one unaffected was, of course, Zou Feng.
After all, this wasn’t true foot odor, but poison gas.
Having "communicated" with Su Qingyu for so long, her poison gas was not only harmless to Zou Feng but was actually a great tonic for him.
Especially since Su Qingyu’s prison guard was now gigantic, the poison gas was super-sized along with it. This made Zou Feng feel as if he were on steroids. Not only had his previously spent energy been fully restored, but he was more energized than ever.
However, he no longer planned to use his Domain Expansion. As long as Su Qingyu didn’t pull her leg back, this place was already Purgatory for the other Tribulation Cultivators!
’There’s no way that Kong Xia can hold on!’
"Ugh... BLEGH—"
Sure enough, just as the thought crossed Zou Feng’s mind, a muffled grunt followed by the sound of vomiting came from nearby.
White Impermanence Kong Xia could finally take it no longer and was "smoked" out.
She had no idea what was going on and could only stare at the giant prison guard in shock and anger.
’Where did this soul-chasing, life-reaping foot come from?!’
The moment it appeared, it was as if it had deployed a terrifying Domain: the Fierce Poison Foot Domain!
The Magical Treasure’s Alternate Space hadn’t collapsed from being attacked, but it felt like it was about to be "fumigated" to the point of bursting!
"Miss Kong, we meet again!"
A magnetic whisper suddenly sounded by her ear. Kong Xia knew this was bad. Instead of turning, she calmly used an escape technique again.
Just like before, she left only an afterimage in her place.
Unfortunately, having been fooled once, how could Zou Feng not be prepared?
Kong Xia hadn’t gotten far before she discovered to her horror that her body was stuck in a transparent "spiderweb."
Before she could struggle free, a pair of strong, powerful arms radiating scorching heat wrapped tightly around her from behind.
"Heheheh... I won’t let you escape again!" Zou Feng held her as if giving a lover a tight embrace, wishing he could merge her into his own body.
And in a way, that was exactly what was happening. Zou Feng had already activated his Refinement mode and was frantically absorbing the toxins from Kong Xia’s body.
"You..."
"Let me go!!"
Sensing that things were turning dire, Kong Xia roared and went all out.
Large amounts of white smoke billowed from her body. From within the smoke, ferocious, life-reaping malevolent ghosts began to emerge.
These ghosts weren’t just terrifying to look at; they instilled a feeling in their victims that their lifespan was up and their soul was meant to be reaped.
It was as if King Yan himself had issued the decree, an iron law of nature that could not be defied.
Too bad for her, Zou Feng just sneered, opened his mouth wide, and took a sharp breath.
What happened next was like a great whale inhaling the sea; all the white smoke that was still billowing out was rapidly sucked into his stomach.
Along with it, the incorporeal, life-reaping ghosts all went down his gullet, wailing in despair.
It was Kong Xia’s misfortune to be a Poison Cultivator whose most powerful technique, the resentful soul poison, had already been absorbed and adapted to by Zou Feng.
The resentful soul poison was the very foundation of Kong Xia’s Poison Technique; all her other Skills were derived from it.
Furthermore, with the greatly enhanced poison gas from Su Qingyu permeating the area, the buff it gave Zou Feng was nothing short of epic.
So, forget just Kong Xia; even if one or two more Tribulation Cultivators at the Dao Foundation Realm Late Stage showed up, he would kill them all the same.
Seeing the Skill she unleashed get so easily absorbed by Zou Feng, Kong Xia finally felt fear.
’What kind of monster is this?!’
She knew Zou Feng was hailed as the prodigy of prodigies in the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect, but how could he be so unreasonably strong?
"Let... Let go!!"
"If you dare kill me... the Yama Underworld... won’t let you get away with it..."
"The Judges... will come for you..."
Such a powerless threat only seemed laughable to Zou Feng.
"Shhh... Don’t waste your energy. If you feel dizzy, just go to sleep. It’ll be over soon..."
Zou Feng whispered gently in her ear.
Kong Xia had first been poisoned by Su Qingyu and was now in Zou Feng’s grasp. She was already drained of all strength, drowsy and weak.
And so, before long, as her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, Kong Xia could only close her eyes in despair.