The Dark Poison Lord's eyes were crimson, and after devouring tens of thousands of Blood Tribe cultivators, he was like a fiendcelestial that could destroy the world.
The poisonous mist engulfed heaven and earth, and not only the lives of the Blood Tribe cultivators, even the entire City of Ten Thousand Swords was slowly being melted by it. This was a truly apocalyptic spell technique.
"Hmm? Who would have thought that you would be able to survive in this poisonous mist … "The Dark Poison Lord's eyes pierced through the dense poisonous mist, and a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes as he caught sight of An Lin.
He extended a hand, and a purer burst of black mist surged toward An Lin.
An Lin carefully sensed the fearsome power around him, but he didn't unleash any defensive spell techniques.
He knew that his body of the War God would be able to handle this kind of power with no issues!
He knew roughly what the limits of his own body's defenses were. This was all thanks to his battle with Emperor Ziwei that he had come to understand this profound truth. It was exactly because of this that he knew that he was far from reaching that limit!
Boom! An even more fearsome black mist swept toward him.
An Lin unleashed his divine sense to its fullest extent, and he was able to ascertain the location of the black mist.
Bam! The black shockwave caused the air to twist and warp.
His body tore through the air again, and he unleashed his Wind Spirit and Wind Sword as he charged toward the Dark Poison Lord.
A streak of white light sliced through the black mist before crashing down upon the Dark Poison Lord.
However, the Dark Poison Lord's speed suddenly became extraordinarily fast, and his body flashed to An Lin's side like a ghost, allowing him to evade the Wind Sword Technique. His claws were as sharp as blades as they slashed toward An Lin.
Whoosh! His razor-sharp claws tore through the air, leaving a black line in their wake before crashing into An Lin's body.
A massive gash instantly appeared on An Lin's clothes. Immediately afterward, his skin came into contact with the sharp claws, and an extremely fearsome force traveled through his body, striking him with an extremely sharp pain. Whoosh whoosh … The sharp claws transformed into inky-black streaks that struck An Lin's body like bolts of lightning, and an extremely sharp screech sounded.
An Lin's body flew backward. Faint divine light flowed from the point of contact. Such a terrifying attack was still unable to tear his body apart.
The Dark Poison Lord faltered slightly upon seeing this, but he immediately pounced toward An Lin again without any hesitation.
"In my Nether Poison World, my speed and strength are greatly enhanced. You are no match for me!" The Dark Poison Lord's claws were like swords and sabers, and they slashed through the air in a series of lethal trajectories. At the same time, the poisonous mist around him was like an omnipresent corrosive attack that relentlessly attacked An Lin's body.
An Lin unleashed his Endless Night Sword Technique and unleashed one extremely domineering sword projection after another. The black sword projection clashed with the Dark Poison Lord's sharp claws, reducing everything within a radius of over a kilometer into rubble.
An Lin's sword strikes were unable to keep up with the Dark Poison Lord's attacks, and he was also being completely outclassed in terms of power. Basically, every time an An Lin struck the Dark Poison Lord, his body would be struck three times.
As a Blood Tribe Return to Void Stage mighty figure, the Dark Poison Lord possessed extremely powerful regenerative abilities. The wounds inflicted by the Evil-Slaying Sword healed at a rate discernible to the naked eye.
"Hahaha … When it comes to battles of attrition, no one can compare to us Blood Tribe cultivators!" The Dark Poison Lord had the upper hand, and he chortled gleefully as he unleashed even more powerful spell techniques.
Within Tina's white barrier of light, all of the students stared at the dense black mist with nervous expressions on their faces.
The battle between An Lin and the Dark Poison Lord had already been obscured by the black mist, so they couldn't see what was going on inside. However, the Dark Poison Lord's triumphant laughter traveled clearly into their ears, and it was quite clear that An Lin was already on the back foot.
All of the students were completely entranced by An Lin's battle, and many of them were even clenching their fists as their bodies trembled uncontrollably.
"Senior Tina, why don't you go and help as well? Just get us out of the range of the poison mist!" A determined expression appeared on one of the students' faces, as if they had made up their minds.
Many of the students immediately chimed in with his words.
They didn't want to become An Lin's burden. Now that An Lin was in a difficult situation, they naturally knew what to do.
Tina faltered slightly upon hearing this, as if she didn't expect the students to say something like this.
She turned her gaze toward the students, and she suddenly felt like all of them were good people just like An Lin.
"There's no need for that. I'm afraid that you won't be able to evade the poison mist once it expands." A sweet smile appeared on Tina's face as she said, "Besides, my master won't be defeated so easily. He's extremely powerful!"
An extremely determined expression appeared on her face as she spoke, as if she was completely convinced that An Lin wouldn't be defeated.
That expression even made some diehard fans lower their heads in shame.
That's right, in Tina's heart, An Lin had always been a very reliable and safe person.
Therefore, as long as An Lin didn't ask for help, she wouldn't interfere. She believed that An Lin would win!
A white sword projection sliced through the boundless black mist before crashing down toward the Dark Poison Lord as if it were a divine weapon capable of dispelling all darkness.
Supreme Nightless, Daybreak!
The Dark Poison Lord's expression changed drastically. Even though he had set up a spatial poison mist barrier in front of him, it was still sliced in half by that terrifying sword strike!
Blood splattered in the air. Everyone saw the figure standing proudly in the void like a god of war. The long sword carried endless white light, becoming the only source of light between heaven and earth.
The Dark Poison Lord's body had already been sliced in half, and blood splattered through the air.
The boundless poisonous fog that covered the sky was cleaved in half by the Daybreak Sword Slash. Sunlight began to shine on the ruins of the City of Ten Thousand Swords, as if everything had been settled.
"He won?" some of the students murmured.
"As expected of God An, he really won!" some of the female students began to yell with elation.
However, before some of the students could even come to their senses, Tina shook her head. "Not yet, his life force is still present …"
All of the students faltered upon hearing this. When they looked up into the sky again, they discovered that the Dark Poison Lord's body had been drawn by some kind of power, and it had fused together as one again.
The Dark Poison Lord's features were a little pale, but a smug smile appeared on his face. "You've lost. Your aura has weakened significantly, so I'm sure you won't be able to unleash that attack a second time, right?"
Inky-black poison mist enveloped his claws as he spoke, and a ferocious expression appeared on his face. "But I still have a lot of power! Your defenses require energy to maintain, and I'll be able to break through your body sooner or later, seal your consciousness, and torture you with poison for over ten thousand years! "
An Lin panted heavily as he heaved a forlorn sigh. "You're too weak."
"No, you're not weak. You're very powerful! I've never seen a Soul Formation Stage cultivator as powerful as you. It's a pity that your opponent is me … "A rare expression of approval and praise appeared on the Dark Poison Lord's face as he continued," If you kneel down and beg for mercy now and become my slave, I might consider sparing your life. "
An Lin looked at the Dark Poison Lord with a pitiful expression. "I think you might have misunderstood something. What I meant was that you're too weak …"
Dark Poison Lord: "…"
What happened to flattering each other? Is this how you f * cking talk?!
The veins on the Dark Poison Lord's forehead bulged, and he completely dismissed the idea of taking An Lin as his slave. Right now, his only thought was to poison the physical body of the man in front of him, and then let him have a taste of life worse than death, and torture him for ten thousand years!
"Furthermore, someone like you wants to take me in as a servant?" An Lin chuckled as if he had been amused. "Do you know that I have three slaves who just so happen to be the Holy Disciples of your Blood Tribe?"
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