King of Hundred Victories Saber

Within the Five Poison Sect Headquarters, the poisonous mist rising from the bronze cauldron tinged the sunlight a bizarre green.

Zhusa Po’s crimson whip lashed out like a venomous serpent, aiming directly for Lan Xiaodie’s throat with a sharp, slicing sound. The crimson light at the tip flickered menacingly like a snake’s tongue. "Refusing to repent!" Lan Xiaodie’s voice rang clear as she lightly tapped the poison-misted tiles, drawing her Green Phosphorus Sword with a dragon’s roar that echoed through the valley.

The sword’s ethereal blue glow intertwined with the Five Poison Totems, creating a dazzling arc. As the whip collided with the sword’s edge, sparks flew, and the crimson whip shattered into countless pieces of red fragments.

Instantly, a rolling green smoke surged from the bronze cauldron at the sect’s headquarters, sending Zhusa Po stumbling against a stone pillar engraved with serpent totems, black blood trickling from her mouth in sinister patterns on the bricks.

Her twisted visage was fixed with a venomous glare, locking onto Lan Xiaodie like poison-tipped arrows.

Meanwhile, the Altar Masters of Black Centipede Hall, Spider Silk Hall, and Scorpion Tail Hall had formed a triangular formation, trapping Lan Xiaodie at its center.

"A mere girl dares speak of redemption?" Iron-Backed Bear’s heavy iron claws gouged the ground, and the dark green poison corroded deep pits that hissed, "Today, you will be a blood sacrifice for the Five Poisons!" Lady Bai flung out silver threads, their hooked ends casting a ghostly purple light, weaving a lethal net; Poison Tail Elder Li Qianji’s Gilded Scorpion Tail Whip sliced through the air, its poison sacs releasing a dark red mist that quickly enveloped Lan Xiaodie.

At this critical moment, a sharp sound split the sky like tearing silk. Shi Feiyang, carrying Shi Ying on his back like an eagle hunting rabbits, soared through the clouds with ice-blue True Qi emanating from his dark attire, employing the Lightweight Technique "Thousand Miles Without a Trace."

Xie Wen followed closely, carrying Shi Xiong while executing "Feixu Qingyan Technique," his fluttering robes generating gusts of powerful wind.

Upon landing, Shi Feiyang unleashed True Qi, dispersing the toxin-laden mist within three feet like boiling snow.

"Shi Feiyang!" Iron-Backed Bear roared, shaking loose the copper bells hanging from the eaves, his claw enveloped in a foul wind aimed at Shi Feiyang’s face, "The Five Poison Sect won’t let you rampage here! Years ago, you bloodily ravaged our headquarters, but today, you’ll pay with blood for your debts!"

Shi Feiyang gently placed Shi Ying on the stone platform, then thrust forward with the Hundred Victories Saber Technique "Red Dust Slash."

Nine golden saber auras spun like blazing suns, unleashing thunderous blasts wherever they passed.

The instant Iron-Backed Bear’s claw touched the saber aura, sparks erupted, and his palm burst open, causing him to fly backward like a broken kite, crashing through three serpent-engraved pillars, scattering rubble mixed with blood into the air.

His boastful words ended with Shi Feiyang’s single move turning him into minced meat.

Lady Bai let out a sharp cry as hundreds of silver threads transformed into a heavenly net.

Shi Feiyang tapped the ground with his toes and flipped into the air, circulating the Bright Jade Technique to its "Supreme Forgetting Emotions Ice Soul Cold Prison," forming an icy blue shield around him.

The silver threads struck the shield, producing sounds like metal clashing, breaking inch by inch.

Seizing the opportunity, Shi Feiyang advanced swiftly, striking with another "Red Dust Slash," the golden saber’s flash slicing across Lady Bai’s throat. Even in death, her expression remained startled, a red line opening like a silk ribbon around her neck, her body crashing to the ground, silver threads scattered, their eerie purple glow gradually dimming.

Seeing this, Poison Tail Elder swung his scorpion whip with relentless density, the purple mist carrying a sweet and deadly fragrance completely engulfing Shi Feiyang. Shi Feiyang snorted coldly, swinging his palms in succession, the Hundred Victories Saber Technique’s "Heaven’s Edge" howling forth.

Golden saber aura and ice-blue True Qi wove a net that dispersed the purple mist wherever it passed.

His toes lightly tapped, instantly closing in on Li Qianji, unleashing the ultimate strike of the Hundred Victories Saber Technique "Sun and Moon Shine Together"!

Two massive golden saber shadows descended like Mount Tai, the Gilded Scorpion Tail Whip disintegrating under the saber aura, Li Qianji cleaved in half, blood fountain-like spewed, staining the totem-engraved tiles, deepening their sinister brilliance.

At that moment, Zhusa Po suddenly laughed wildly, her laughter shrill like a night owl.

Trembling, she unfurled a black banner, etched with insect reliefs—the long-lost "Ten Thousand Poison Banner" of the Five Poison Sect! The banner unfurled without wind, releasing countless poisonous insects, centipedes, scorpions, serpents, clustering into a black mist, with a buzz that grated on the teeth.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang’s gaze sharpened, his True Qi surging three feet higher around him, unleashing the Hundred Victories Saber Technique’s ultimate strike "Heaven and Earth Eternity"!

Golden palm shadows swirled with the cold energy of Ice Soul Cold Prison, sweeping across, freezing the poisonous insects into ice crystals, causing them to fall like hail. His toes tapped, closing in on Zhusa Po like a ghost, the ice-blue True Qi of the Bright Jade Technique swirling in his palm, stopping abruptly three inches from her brow.

"The Five Poison Sect’s forefathers intended to aid the world," Shi Feiyang’s voice boomed deeply, with a strength that pierced the soul, "If you’re stubbornly reluctant, this palm will obliterate not just you, but also the sect’s last hope for survival."

Zhusa Po gazed at the True Qi swirling in his palm, her venomous glare gradually fading, replaced by confusion and struggle.

All around, bodies lay scattered, blood mingling with the remnants of poisonous insects, transforming the once sinister altar into a tragic Asura Painting.

In the Five Poison Sect Headquarters, the intermingling of poisonous mist and severed limbs pervaded the air with a stench of blood and lingering miasma from the bronze cauldron, staining dusk an eerie dark purple. The eagle on Xie Wen’s shoulder suddenly let out a sharp cry, its wings stirring the air with sounds of tearing silk.

Shi Feiyang swiftly turned his head, his gaze sharp as an unshathed ice blade, glaring into the shadows, speaking formidable words, "Just in time! Today, let the Five Poison Sect cleanse its sins completely!" Before his voice faded, twelve dark figures shot down from the beams, their weapons emanating a ghostly green poison.