"The Holy Disciple is your servant?"
The Dark Poison Lord faltered slightly upon hearing this before chortling with glee.
"Hahahaha … You're about to die, and you're already playing dumb? You think the Holy Disciple of the Blood Tribe is someone you can talk about? And you say he's your servant? Hahaha … "
An Lin's words really did seem to be quite hilarious. In any case, the Dark Poison Lord was laughing.
An Lin couldn't be bothered to prove his words to the Dark Poison Lord. He was going to let the Dark Poison Lord laugh for as long as he could. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to laugh anymore.
He pulled out his Evil-Slaying Sword and made a small cut on his arm. Blood stained the Evil-Slaying Sword, making it appear even more sinister.
The Dark Poison Lord faltered slightly upon seeing this. How was it that An Lin was able to pierce through the defenses that he had unleashed all of his power to no avail? Could it be that An Lin was already able to control the intensity of his flesh and blood at will, and he had already reached a level where he could control his flesh and blood to the finest detail?
Also, why was he staining his sword with blood? Could it be that he was going to unleash some kind of blood sacrifice spell technique?
The Dark Poison Lord's mind raced, and he didn't dare to underestimate his opponent as he focused his attention on An Lin.
A smile appeared on An Lin's face. "Now, it's time to purify your life force."
A black mist began to emanate from his body, and his aura soared explosively, instantly reaching the pinnacle of the Soul Formation Stage.
The Dark Poison Lord's expression shifted slightly as eight poison dragons over ten thousand feet in length appeared beside him. They revolved in the air, exuding a terrifying aura that threatened to crush heaven and earth.
An Lin stepped forward, and his body instantly broke through the sound barrier as he pounced toward the Dark Poison Lord.
The Dark Poison Lord didn't dare to get complacent, and he waved a hand through the air, upon which three poison dragons opened their massive, corrosive mouths before pouncing toward the oncoming white figure.
An Lin's Evil-Slaying Sword shuddered slightly, and boundless darkness instantly descended, plunging the entire heaven and earth into darkness. At the same time, everything fell silent, and all auras and senses were instantly stripped away!
Six Strikes of the War God, Shadow Tiger!
The Dark Poison Lord felt death envelop his entire body in that instant, but he remained extremely calm as he instantly enveloped his remaining five poison dragons in a defensive barrier.
However, right at this moment, a black vortex suddenly appeared beneath his feet.
At the same time, an extremely terrifying gravitational force instantly formed, as if it was going to suck in the entire world. Regardless of whether it was the air, the vital energy, the vast expanse of poisonous mist, or the Dark Poison Lord's body, all of them were struck by an extremely fearsome gravitational force. It was like a deep black hole that could devour everything in the world.
The Dark Poison Lord and the black dragons around him both faltered. At this moment, a black figure broke through the poison dragon's cocoon at lightning speed before appearing behind the Dark Poison Lord. The Evil-Slaying Sword, which was stained with blood, slashed a massive gash into the Dark Poison Lord's body!
"Courting death!" The Dark Poison Lord was wounded again, and a strong sense of humiliation welled up in his heart. He began to retaliate with all his might, and the eight poison dragons pounced toward An Lin with unstoppable force.
An Lin couldn't continue to maintain the Abyss Gravity. He opened his Wings of Wind and retreated frantically to avoid the poison dragon's attack.
"It doesn't matter how many times you injure me. You will be the one to lose in the end!" The Dark Poison Lord's sinister voice sounded from the depths of hell.
One poison dragon after another caught up to An Lin and bit at An Lin relentlessly.
However, An Lin's body was like an indestructible diamond. No matter how the poison dragons bit at him, his body remained completely unscathed.
"My apologies. You're really weak, much weaker than even Merlin. However, I can still accept you as my underling. "An Lin used his Evil-Slaying Sword to slice through a poison dragon over ten thousand feet in length before speaking with a smile.
"You're still running your mouth when you're about to die. Let's see how long you can last!" A vicious expression appeared on the Dark Poison Lord's face, and his attacks became more and more ferocious.
"Aren't you curious why I smeared my blood on my sword? Your body has already been stained by my blood. You … are about to be purified by my holy blood! "An Lin spoke with a smug expression.
He didn't even need to retaliate. All he had to do was evade the Dark Poison Lord's attacks and wait for his blood to take effect.
The Dark Poison Lord chuckled coldly upon hearing An Lin's words. "Nonsense …"
He didn't even get a chance to finish his sentence before he suddenly felt an unprecedented power coursing through his body.
This power instantly swept through his entire body, bringing with it a destructive power!
The Dark Poison Lord's eyes widened as he clutched his chest with one hand. He stared at An Lin with an agonized expression. "You, what did you do to me?"
"Nothing much. I told you, my blood has a purifying effect on you." An Lin held his Evil-Slaying Sword in front of him as blood flowed down its blade. "Now, you will experience what it feels like to be reborn from destruction!"
The Dark Poison Lord's breathing began to accelerate as a peculiar flush appeared on his face. "You, you … Eurgh!"
He suddenly threw up a large mouthful of blood, and his body swayed before plummeting through the air.
The poison mist dissipated, and at the same time, the Dark Poison Lord's vitality began to wane.
Boom! His body crashed heavily into the ground, and there was still a look of despair on his face. His mouth was still gaping wide open, but he was completely devoid of vitality.
An Lin was completely dumbstruck upon seeing this.
He flew over to the Dark Poison Lord's side and drew a sharp intake of breath as he stared at the pale, lifeless body of the Dark Poison Lord.
"How … how did he die?!" He opened his mouth wide and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
Where was the Apothecary Lord? Where was the purifying effect? How the f * ck did he become the Poison Lord?!
My blood is so bad * ss that it can even kill Blood Tribe Return to Void Stage mighty figures?!
An Lin felt like his thoughts were in a mess and needed some time to sort them out.
This scene was also witnessed by the students under Tina's protection.
They saw An Lin turn from offense to defense after wounding the Dark Poison Lord, and then the Dark Poison Lord's sudden death, upon which they all erupted into raucous cheers.
"The Dark Poison Lord's vitality has suddenly been severed! Did An Lin just use a spell technique similar to a bloodline curse? So powerful! "
"As expected of the number one student of The United University of Cultivation! He was even able to slay a Return to Void Stage Blood Tribe mighty figure with a single sword strike!"
"Being able to witness such a thrilling battle is the biggest reward for me during this end-of-semester examination."
…
All of the students were discussing spiritedly among themselves. Tina withdrew her defensive spell technique upon seeing that all of the enemies had been slain before rushing over to An Lin's side with Dabai.
"Big Brother An, I didn't think you'd become so powerful! Riches and honor are mutually beneficial! Woof! " Da Bai rushed to An Lin's side with an excited expression on his face. His big, black eyes were glowing with excitement, and he wore an adorable expression.
"Giant An Lin, why did your blood kill this man? Shouldn't it be very satisfying to drink? "Tina had seen An Lin feed his blood to a Blood Tribe cultivator before, so she was quite perplexed.
Tina voiced the question in An Lin's mind.
Wasn't my blood supposed to be very satisfying to drink? Why did it turn into poison?
He made his way over to the Dark Poison Lord and looked at the Dark Poison Lord's pained and despairing expression. Even though his body was unscathed, his vitality had been completely severed, and he suddenly came to a realization.
Wasn't this the same thing when he killed the Spirit Nurturing Stage Blood Kings and Soul Formation Stage Blood Gods?
Could it be … that this Dark Poison Lord was simply too weak?
So weak that he was unable to withstand the purifying power of his blood?
Holy f * ck! This Return to Void Stage Dark Poison Lord was way too weak!
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