Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 428 - 438: The Poison Transformation Realm

Chapter 428: Chapter 438: The Poison Transformation Realm

Upon receiving the gourd, Elder Hei Dimo immediately shrank his Sword Domain to just enough to protect his entire body. Then, controlling his sword with Chu Feng at the center, he ran circles around Chu Feng while holding the gourd, as if drawing spirals continuously expanding outward.

The circles drawn resembled spirals, ceaselessly extending and stretching outward.

The black toxic smoke inside the gourd swiftly filled and blanketed the area.

Then, it slowly rose and merged with the Poison Miasma in the air.

As Chu Feng’s black toxic smoke merged with the Poison Miasma above, it seemed as if an invisible giant hand was stirring them. They kept rolling and billowing like devilish clouds.

It looked extremely frightening.

Xuanyuan Wudi, though blustering and unrivaled in fierceness, also felt scared and commanded his sword to ascend, distancing himself from the Poison Miasma area.

Gu Zhe, standing within the Poison Miasma, sneered coldly, showing no fear at all.

"Eternal Life Pill Master, oh Eternal Life Pill Master, is this all you’ve got? After so many years, your Poison Pill skills have not improved at all!"

"Isn’t it just the Poisonous Flood Dragon Waves?"

"Such poison might work on others, but against me, Gu Zhe, it is simply a display of incompetence and disgraceful!"

As he spoke, Gu Zhe had already made his move, removing an oversized silver jar from his back.

Silver is known as the forefather of poisons. Silver is a material used for alchemy, possessing intense toxicity. Ordinary silver, turned into silver needles, can be used for testing poisons.

In ancient times, as people roamed the worldly society, to prevent some unscrupulous inns from poisoning their food and drink, they would often carry a few silver needles with them. Or they would pull out a silver hairpin to insert into their meals.

If it was pulled out and its color hadn’t changed, it would mean that the food was not poisoned.

Using a silver jar to contain poison must mean it’s extremely terrifying, as most people prefer to use gourds to carry toxic smoke and the like.

Once Gu Zhe opened the silver jar, dense tufts of purple smoke immediately rose from it.

In terms of appearance alone, it was clearly more refined than Chu Feng’s black smoke.

"Wow, Brother Gu Zhe has already cultivated his Poison Pill skills to the point of generating Purple Mist Smoke. No wonder he dares challenge the Master," Chen Yuanyuan exclaimed, covering her small cherry mouth with her jade hand.

"Hehe, behold the Purple Mist Poison Pill!"

Hearing the exclamations and praises from Chen Yuanyuan and others behind him, a smug smile blossomed on Gu Zhe’s face.

Being able to refine the Purple Mist Poison Pill was his greatest pride.

It was also the reliance upon which he dared to confront Chu Feng.

"Eternal Life Pill Master, your Poisonous Flood Dragon Waves are outdated! Wait until I suppress your poison, then let you all suffer from its effects!"

Gu Zhe held the Purple Mist Poison Pill in one hand, wafts of purple poisonous smoke drifted off, spreading out in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, it had already enveloped the whole area.

Then, the purple smoke began to settle downwards.

It seemed intent on pressing down Chu Feng’s toxic smoke.

Indeed, just as Gu Zhe had anticipated, his purple smoke was extraordinarily fierce. It was actually succeeding in pressing down Chu Feng’s black smoke.

After about the time it would take for a meal, Chu Feng’s toxic smoke had been suppressed by nearly thirty feet.

At this moment, Chu Feng’s toxic smoke started to demonstrate its tremendous endurance.

Growing stronger with age, it floated in the air, refusing to be pushed any lower, firmly holding off the purple smoke.

Additionally, a more astonishing scene unfolded. Chu Feng’s toxic smoke began to devour and assimilate the purple poisonous smoke. It was as if the sea accepted all rivers, welcoming all comers.

"How... how can this be?" Gu Zhe’s smile on his face solidified, slowly turning grim.

Everyone thinks they are the most powerful and consider others to be inferior. Only after a true comparison can one know the final outcome.

Before the poison duel, Gu Zhe was arrogantly confident, thinking that Chu Feng was bound to lose.

Only now did he realize that the gap between himself and his master was not small at all.

"The poison you used was taught by me, so there is nothing surprising about your defeat!"

"I told you back then, one must be modest and kind-hearted. You wouldn’t listen. The Purple Mist Poison Pill is indeed powerful, but to think you could achieve the realm of Alchemy Venerate with just this, you are far from ready."

Chu Feng stood on the moss below, just as before, letting the moss engulf him up to his waist.

Soaking his clothes through, he looked miserable and lowly.

His evil disciple, Gu Zhe, however, stood high above, proudly controlling his sword in midair, looking down upon the land. Like a Divine Soul lofty above all, he was determined to trample his own master underfoot.

But in the end, Chu Feng gave him a resounding slap in the face.

"Eternal Life Pill Master, don’t be so pleased with yourself. After I return, I will redouble my efforts, develop an even more potent Poison Pill, and then defeat you, taking your place."

Gu Zhe roared with a vicious face.

He had already lost, which was obvious to any discerning eye.

The black poison smoke from Chu Feng was getting stronger and stronger, gradually showing its power. The speed at which it swallowed the purple poison smoke was also getting faster and faster.

"Do you think you’ll still have a chance?"

"All three of you evil disciples will be eliminated by me, one by one. Gu Zhe, you are just the first!"

On Chu Feng’s undisturbed face, an unmatched authority emerged, and a thick killing intent was also revealed.

"What do you mean? You think you can kill me?" Gu Zhe said with a face full of scorn, obviously not believing Chu Feng had the ability to kill him.

But just after he spoke, he felt a hot liquid flowing out of his nostrils.

A wave of the scent of blood rushed into his nostrils.

He subconsciously wiped it with his hand, then looked at it closely in front of his eyes.

"Blood!"

Gu Zhe couldn’t help but feel a great sense of fear. Being a Sword Saint Level expert, he surely would not have a nosebleed without reason.

At this point, he couldn’t help but recall a phrase that Chu Feng once taught him.

"In the realm of poison, make the enemy poisoned without them knowing. A single thought can control their life and death, that is the true Transformation Realm."

He couldn’t help shivering. Poisoned without knowing.

This sentence, like a hammer striking a bell, kept echoing in his heart.

"Could it be that I’ve been poisoned already?" A thought of terror rose from the bottom of Gu Zhe’s heart. Fear gradually intensified, shrouding his whole being.

Gu Zhe himself was an expert at the Alchemy King Level in Poison Pills; any slight symptoms of poisoning, he could spot with extreme precision. However, at this moment, he detected nothing.

It seemed that something was also emerging from the corners of his eyes, definitely not tears.

Because Gu Zhe found that everything he looked at turned red. His world was engulfed in a layer of blood.

"My eyes are bleeding too!"

The nostrils are the air courts, the entrance and exit for breathing. Therefore, they are the part most likely to bleed.

The eyes, on the other hand, are the windows to the soul.

Bleeding from the eyes means the heart is bleeding. It signifies that the poison has reached the heart.

"Master, spare my life, please spare me!"

Gu Zhe kneeled with a thud, right on his Treasure Sword, then prepared to descend, begging Chu Feng to save him.