The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 546 - 388: The Poison of the Feathered Serpent

Chapter 546: Chapter 388: The Poison of the Feathered Serpent

"The battle has begun."

Inside the city, the four great families of Li Mansion, along with numerous martial arts masters, heard the tremendous roaring sound from outside the city and saw the various brilliant lights intertwining. They couldn’t help but shudder. Even at such a great distance, they could feel the terrifying aftershock of that power. Especially the buildings near the city walls, they were destroyed in an instant, and even the entire wall of Sanyang City kept collapsing and crumbling.

Occasionally a stray Gang Qi would splash over, capable of soaring five hundred steps away, splitting the sky and shattering the earth.

Even a martial artist in the Refining God Realm, if caught up heedlessly, might also lose their life in an unguarded moment.

The sky above was also a frequent scene of various anomalies, with occasional lightning strikes and spreading heavenly fire, which were then swiftly extinguished by the dazzling silver light of the enormous Sword Gang.

Back and forth, the forces collided and clashed, all to decide the victor and vanquish the formidable enemy.

"Is this a battle between ghost gods? It’s truly terrifying; such destructive power is far beyond human capability," a strong practitioner of the Refining God Realm remarked as he looked out into the distance, his face revealing a look of shock. As a martial artist standing at the pinnacle in the Four Seas and Eight Continents, he believed that he could put up a fight even against ghost gods.

But now, watching this scene, he realized how vast the gap between them was.

However, thinking about it, to what incredible extent must Li Yi’s strength have reached to be engaged in battle with eighteen ghost gods at the same time?

The silver luster illuminated the heavens, like a bright moon illuminating the entirety of Sanyang City. The mighty Qi-Blood surged heavenwards like billowing wolf smoke, causing even those who merely watched from afar to feel their hearts pounding.

"This battle is linked to the fate of our four great families. We can only win, not lose; if we lose, the ghost gods will exact vengeance, and we all shall perish," Fan Family Master Fan Wentian said with a grave expression.

All kinds of schemes, all sorts of calculations, but in the end, the final outcome is decided by a decisive battle.

Without solid strength, all plans are but an illusion.

Zhao Ge’s eyes also revealed a touch of concern. He understood the significance of this battle, but he still had confidence in Li Yi. Such a prodigy was destined for greatness. How could he possibly be halted by decayed ghost gods?

After tonight, Li Yi will surely usher in a new era for the Four Seas and Eight Continents.

"Senior brother..." Zhao Qian and Rong Niang’s eyes glimmered with light as they watched the direction of the battle and couldn’t help but murmur softly, praying in their hearts for Li Yi’s victorious return.

"A ghost god has died."

Suddenly, at that moment, a powerful martial artist with excellent eyesight saw a ghost god fail to withstand Li Yi’s punch, its head shattered, releasing an explosive force and Qi-Blood that tinted the sky with a dazzling silver hue.

The news electrified everyone present.

Eighteen ghost gods had joined forces, yet one was slain by Li Yi - could this signal a turnaround?

At this moment, on the battlefield.

Li Yi’s silver vertical pupils shone with divine light; his body’s silver radiance flickered and intertwined. His astounding will to fight was released. In that instant, with Buddha’s wrath and a diamond’s roar, his martial intent, Qi-Blood, and sinews were unleashed, causing gods and ghosts to retreat, and he annihilated a ghost god with an absolutely domineering blow. Then, his intent to kill rising again, he threw another punch at the powerful enemy.

"What a joke, he actually killed Ghost God Jiang Hai with a single punch." The other ghost gods were both shocked and enraged upon witnessing this.

"Damn it, he’s been holding back his full strength. Now that his punch intent has been unleashed, we are no match for him."

"Damn it, what kind of armor is he wearing? Could it truly be impervious to all attacks? To withstand so many strikes without a scratch."

"No more hesitation, unleash the power of the Dharma Image and kill him together. Continuing this battle will be very disadvantageous for us."

These ghost gods had originally planned to gang up on Li Yi due to their numbers, but they never expected that Li Yi would grow stronger as the battle went on. Once his true strength erupted, he killed a Ghost God with a single strike. This huge contrast caught them off guard and realizing the dire situation, they immediately decided to make a desperate attempt.

Just like Ghost God Tianxiong previously, in a desperate situation, a ghost god can also deliver a peak strike, but such an action greatly damages their foundation and even a slight carelessness can result in death after the strike.

"If you don’t dare to fight to the death, then die right here." Li Yi roared, swinging his silver sword to repel several ghost gods, while manipulating Gang Qi to dodge incoming attacks with extreme speed, then leaped towards another.

The intent of his fist reappeared, seeking to destroy all beings.

With one punch thrown, that ghost god roared in desperation, trying to counterattack, but was pierced through by Li Yi’s fist, exploded on the spot, and turned into a sky full of Yin energy.

The second ghost god was killed.

"What are we waiting for? Do you want to be blown up by his punches one by one?"

A ghost god shouted in anger, and then the energy of heaven and earth rushed towards him. His thin body suddenly enlarged, quickly restoring the appearance of his prime, and not only that, with the intertwining of cosmic energy, he transformed once again into a thirty-meter tall, four-armed, furious Divine Statue.

The four-armed ghost god, this was the Dharma Image he condensed after his breakthrough to the peak realm of martial arts.

Although his physical body was decayed, his soul was still intact. Now he forcibly controlled the convergence of heaven and earth’s energy into his body, reemerging at his peak from the past.

Seeing this, the other ghost gods also roared towards the sky, attracting cosmic energy from all directions, quickly gathering it upon their bodies. Then, above the sky, the huge Dharma Image bodies of gods and Buddhas reemerged into the world.

Their massive forms truly seemed like the descent of deities, awe-inspiring and causing involuntary worshipping and bowing down.

"Is that the Dharma Manifestation Realm?" The martial artists within Sanyang City paled at the sight.

With these dozen or so ghost gods revealing their Dharma Images, the sheer presence they carried was so overpowering that the entire city seemed to be in imminent danger of destruction and annihilation at any moment.

"Is this the Dharma Image?" At that moment, Li Yi’s body radiated divine light, supported by Gang Qi, with his body’s magnetic field activating, suspending him in midair. As he regarded those colossal Dharma Images, he seemed to understand something, inexplicably reminded of the deity he had once encountered amidst thunder and lightning.

The human body couldn’t possibly grow so large, but if the soul can manipulate cosmic energy, then it might be possible to transform into thousands of forms.

However, this wasn’t the time for enlightenment.

These ghost gods taking the risk of using their souls to forcibly manipulate such an enormous amount of cosmic energy to condense it within themselves clearly indicates they intend to fight desperately.

But... it’s almost time for the Feathered Serpent’s poison to erupt.

Without sufficient preparation, how could Li Yi dare to be so confident and accept the challenge?

The next moment.

A ghost god who had just condensed its Dharma Image suddenly opened its eyes wide in a burst of pain, letting out an agonizing scream. Then, a series of ferocious cracks appeared on the massive 30-meter-tall Dharma Image before it exploded completely, collapsing right before everyone’s eyes.

The pervasive dark energy and cosmic energy scattered, quickly dissolving into the heavens and earth.

"Beili?" The other ghost gods were astonished.

But this ghost god named Beili couldn’t respond, because it wasn’t just his Dharma Image that shattered. His soul had also disintegrated.

After everything had dissipated like smoke in the wind, everyone realized what had happened.

Beili was dead.

How could this be...

Could it be that Beili’s time had come, and in forcefully restoring himself to his peak, his own body couldn’t hold out and he went to his death first?

But before speculations could continue.

The next moment.

Two more ghost gods let out gruesome shrieks as their colossal Dharma Images also crumbled and collapsed, turning into a sky full of dark energy that dispersed into the cosmos.

"Why is this happening?"

One of the ghost gods, enraged and unwilling to wait any longer, swung his arms—a fist as large as a small hill—packed with astonishing fist intent, smashing towards Li Yi.

He felt that all of this was the work of Li Yi, and that if he killed him, maybe this terrifying change would stop.

It must be said that a millennium-old ghost god does have high combat quality. Faced with something beyond their understanding, their first reaction is not to investigate, but to fight a formidable enemy.

However, as soon as the ghost god swung his fist out, his enormous body instantly froze.

A severe pain erupted from the depths of his soul.

Could I also be... He was stunned beyond belief, then lost all reason as the intense pain made him completely lose control. He couldn’t help but let out a sky-shaking roar, only to hear a shattering sound beside his ear. His prized Dharma Image also met the same fate as the others before him, shattering on the spot.

The fourth Dharma Image collapsed.

Following that, the fifth, sixth, seventh... Without even engaging in combat, these revealed ghost god Dharma Images were already on the path to extinction.

The tyranny of the feathered serpent’s poison was fully revealed in this moment.

All the ghost gods who had been previously wounded by Li Yi’s poisoned Sword Gang, without exception, met their deaths one after the other at this time.

Faced with this eerie situation, the remaining ghost gods were completely panicked, some suspecting that there was a problem with their Dharma Images. They hurriedly dispersed the cosmic energy, retracting their Dharma Images in the hopes of preserving their lives.

As the Dharma Image vanished, the true form of the ghost god was revealed – a gaunt old crone. However, at this moment, the body of the old crone was covered in green cracks that reached deep into her soul, integrating with it, impossible to eradicate.

"It’s poison, I’ve been poisoned..." But before the old crone could finish her words, she screamed in agony. Her body shattered on the spot and dissipated into a dense cloud of dark energy.

"Now you realize? Isn’t it a little late?" Li Yi’s gaze was calm as he also acknowledged this matter.

"What kind of poison is this? You vile and despicable creature, hand over the antidote." The remaining ghost gods were terrified and furious, fearing they might also be poisoned, and demanded an antidote from Li Yi.

Li Yi said: "The poison of the feathered serpent, tyrannical without match, capable of killing ghost gods. Even I dare not touch it, and as for an antidote? Forget about it, the antidote isn’t of this world."

The only thing he knew of that could counteract the feathered serpent’s poison was the blood of Good Wings. Of course, he didn’t rule out the possibility of other things.

But to the Four Seas and Eight Continents, this poison was an incurable existence.

Previously he had feigned weakness, using the Sword Gang to fend off enemies, wounding but not killing, all to infect these ghost gods with the deadly poison.

And the results were just as he expected. With the outbreak of the feathered serpent’s poison, all the previously wounded ghost gods died without exception.

"Ah!"

Another scream sounded, and the Dharma Image of another ghost god shattered at this moment. Under the outbreak of the deadly poison, his soul was no more.

At this moment, the number of ghost gods present had severely dwindled.

From the initial eighteen ghost gods joining forces, now, in just a short time, the situation had reversed. There were only six ghost gods remaining.

How, how can we fight?

The six remaining ghost gods below exchanged glances. Even though their Dharma Image bodies were massive, they now harbored fear in their hearts and thoughts of retreat.

Escape?

But as soon as this thought surfaced, another ghost god exploded on the spot, dying a brutal death.

Now only five ghost gods remained...

As they surrounded Li Yi, they were uncertain whether they had been poisoned as well. After all, there was nothing in the Four Seas and Eight Continents that could poison ghost gods who lacked physical bodies.