Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World
Chapter 362 - 205: The Terrifying Battle Power of the Skyfire War General

Chapter 362: Chapter 205: The Terrifying Battle Power of the Skyfire War General

The Skyfire War General placed a hand on the short blade at his waist, his gaze arrogant as he spoke.

The five-inch Spirit Wheel on his chest emitted powerful Spiritual Power fluctuations, leaving Wu Gui under immense pressure.

Peng Xiong knew of the extraordinary nature of the Fire Worship Cult; compared to it, the Thousand Poison Sect was far too insignificant. Even though the Skyfire War General shared the same realm as him, his Spirit Wheel was two inches larger. If they were to truly fight, Peng Xiong’s chances of victory were exceedingly slim—if not impossible. He wouldn’t arrogantly assume his own abilities surpassed those of the Skyfire War General.

Peng Xiong cast a meaningful glance at Wu Gui standing behind the Skyfire War General, then withdrew his Spirit Wheel, retracting his imposing aura back into his body. "Alright, let’s talk."

"Nie Jian, you should go back and calm the elders."

Seeing Peng Xiong back down, Nie Jian understood it wasn’t his place to speak now. He obediently left quickly.

"Let’s hear it—what exactly are you aiming for?"

Peng Xiong scrutinized the Skyfire War General intently, scheming his next move.

The Skyfire War General smirked. "Anyway, you rarely manage sect affairs yourself. Continue being your hands-off Sect Master—just show up when we need to fight. Trust Wu Gui to handle the rest."

Upon hearing this, Peng Xiong furrowed his brows, clashing his fists together as his expression turned fierce. "Trying to seize control of my sect? Then how about we settle this with a proper fight? Even with your five-inch Spirit Wheel, it doesn’t mean you’re that much stronger than me. I’d like to see if you truly have the resolve to put your life on the line for this!"

The Skyfire War General chuckled. "What a harsh choice of words. How could you call this seizing your sect? I’m merely proposing a transaction. Once our deal is done, I guarantee your Thousand Poison Sect will replace the current Governor’s Mansion, ruling over the entire Red Cloud Prefecture region. I’ll even help you eliminate all other sects within the Red Cloud Prefecture."

Peng Xiong wasn’t fooled; he wouldn’t fall for such a tempting offer. Although it sounded wonderful, when the time came, would his words still carry weight?

"There’s no need to use empty promises to trick me—I don’t buy it!"

Peng Xiong sneered repeatedly, pulling out a specially crafted bone whistle and blowing into it.

The bone whistle emitted an unpleasantly sharp sound, echoing throughout the Thousand Poison Sect.

"Wu Gui, do you really think that after being the Second Elder for so many years, gathering a few young followers would be enough to replace me? Ridiculous! Use your brain for a moment—if that were all, how could my Thousand Poison Sect stand above the four major Powerful Families? Skyfire War General, is it? Anywhere else, I might fear you a little. But here, this is my territory!"

Peng Xiong retrieved a black jade talisman and threw it into the air. Instantly, it transformed into a streak of black light, merging into the atmosphere. Moments later, the skies above them were engulfed by dense, dark clouds, and the surrounding hundreds of meters became shrouded in a powerful aura.

Peng Xiong glanced up at the dark clouds overhead and then surveyed the increasingly visible light barrier around them with curiosity in his gaze. "It seems that over the years in your sect’s ruins within the Red Cloud Secret Domain, you’ve obtained quite a few valuable treasures—including Array techniques."

The Skyfire War General scoffed. "As expected of someone from the Fire Worship Cult—you recognized it at a glance. This Array is called the Meteor Thunder Kill Array. If fully activated, even you will perish under it!"

Wu Gui felt the unsettling and overwhelming power emanating from the Meteor Thunder Kill Array, his heart gripped by panic. He moved closer to the Skyfire War General, visibly anxious. "Lord Skyfire, I didn’t expect this scoundrel to have hidden cards left to play. While the Array is not yet fully operational, let us join forces to break it and withdraw. We can plot our next move later."

The Skyfire War General, however, remained utterly composed, as if the Meteor Thunder Kill Array didn’t concern him in the slightest. "No need to panic. With me here, everything is under control. In fact, aside from him, your Thousand Poison Sect has two other Ninth Bone Refining Realm experts. Let’s wait for them to arrive before making a move—it’ll save us trouble."

Upon hearing these words, both Wu Gui and Peng Xiong’s faces changed dramatically.

Wu Gui had been in the Thousand Poison Sect for many years, yet this was his first time discovering that the sect had a total of three Ninth Bone Refining Realm experts!

Peng Xiong’s expression darkened considerably. The existence of the other two Ninth Bone Refining Realm experts was a top-secret in the sect—only successive Sect Masters knew about it. Yet the Skyfire War General knew!

"How do you know this?"

The Skyfire War General shrugged. "I have my ways." As he spoke, he looked off into the distance. "Ha, they’re quite fast."

Two figures resembling dried corpses appeared at the distant crossroads.

Their aura was undoubtedly that of Ninth Bone Refining Realm experts, yet their bodies lacked substantial Qi Blood Power. Instead, they were enveloped in a heavy, deathly aura, resembling walking corpses.

These two were the former Sect Masters of the Poison Sect from two successive generations. As their lives neared the end, they used Secret Techniques to transform themselves into these wretched, human-but-not-human, ghost-but-not-ghost forms. This allowed them to retain their powers and extend their lifespans, though their flesh and souls were constantly eroded by deathly energy, leaving them in perpetual pain.

Fortunately, the Sect adhered to a hereditary system. To preserve the sect’s legacy, they were willing to make sacrifices when their lives drew to a close.

Though these two retained a trace of their intelligence, it wasn’t much—especially Peng Xiong’s grandfather, Peng Cheng, whose life force had been almost entirely drained due to the passage of time. Even if he avoided combat, he would return to dust in another dozen or twenty years.

Peng Xiong’s father, Peng Yu, was in slightly better condition. Though his gaze was murky, his consciousness remained relatively intact.