Ao Feng stared at the fall of the cultivator of the North Deep below and glanced at Xu Chehan.
The Nine States had been peaceful for many years. He had thought that the Sage and Saint Ranking would change greatly in the Battle of Proving Holiness, but today's battle had probably brought it forward. Those who were younger than him were already on the road to rise.
Xu Chehan's status in the Nine States College was special, and his reputation was not as good as Tong He and Lin Shubai's. Now that he had entered the upper-level Sage Plane, he would shock the world in this battle.
In addition to Xu Chehan, there were many others who showed very strong combat effectiveness.
However, the cultivator of the North Deep that Xu Chehan had killed was not ordinary. The North Deep would not let him go.
The wind howled, and the cultivators of the North Deep rose into the air, looking down at the corpse below. Above the sky, Saint Lord North Deep's face was gloomy, and a strong murderous intent emanated from him. The man killed by Xu Chehan was his son, and there was hope that he would inherit his mantle in the future. But he was poisoned to death by Xu Chehan, and even the divine implement armor on his body did not do anything.
More and more cultivators gathered, covering the sky and sealing Xu Chehan and Little Butterfly inside. The cultivators of the North Deep all had wings on their backs, and there was an evil aura flowing around them. It was like the end of the world.
Little Butterfly's expression changed slightly. How could this be? They were not the main characters, so why were they surrounded by the army? Could it be because of the dead man?
She and her brother Xu Chehan had been cultivating with Saint Jiang in the Herb Garden, and did not know much about the outside world. They did not know who this cultivator of the Endless Sea was.
Some people from the Holy Zhi Palace came over to help, but Ao Feng waved his hand, and suddenly many cultivators of the Ocean King Palace intercepted them, not letting them get close. He would not touch the disciples of Saint Jiang, but if the people of the North Deep wanted to move, then it had nothing to do with him.
Although the three holy lands of the Endless Sea had formed an alliance, how could these people not have their own thoughts?
Ao Feng's actions could be said to be very insidious.
"He is good with poison. Don't get close, use spells to attack," said a cultivator of the North Deep. Said a cultivator of the North Deep. Terrible black lightning emanated from his body, and the space was covered in dark clouds as if it was about to be destroyed. The pressure was extremely strong, and it was not just him. Many cultivators of the North Deep were casting rule spells in the sky, and the destructive power completely enveloped Xu Chehan and Little Butterfly.
Little Butterfly's face was a little pale, but she saw Xu Chehan standing above her, his black robe billowing, and his dark eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
He did not understand why his master wanted him and Little Butterfly to help Ye Futian participate in this battle, but since his master had given the order, he would do it.
Xu Chehan was also from an aristocratic family. He had been gifted since he was a child. His father was the leader of the family and had a great reputation. His mother was a beautiful and virtuous woman. He was destined to have a glorious future. Until one day, his father was poisoned by a brother of the same clan. His mother was humiliated and committed suicide. His father used his last breath to escape with him to a desolate mountain. He still remembered his father kowtowing in front of a thatched hut on the mountain until the poison took effect and he died.
After that, he met his master for the first time, and he later learned that his master was the famous Medicine Saint, the Poison Lord.
His master asked him if he wanted to cultivate medicine or poison, and he chose poison without hesitation. His master also told him that if he chose to cultivate poison, he would suffer the pain of eternal damnation, but he still persisted.
So, Xu Chehan embarked on the path of refining poison, using his own body to refine poison and poisoning all his enemies to death.
He was cold and merciless, and many called him Great Teacher Xu. He was a man of few words.
Everyone knew that he was the eldest disciple of Saint Jiang, but only he knew how strict and cold his master was to him. Perhaps in his master's eyes, Little Butterfly was his only disciple.
The world called him Great Teacher Xu, and even the famous disciples of the Nine State College were in awe of him. But deep in his heart, Xu Chehan felt inferior, especially in front of his master and Little Butterfly.
He knew that although his master also had the title of Poison Monarch, his master preferred the dao of alchemy. Rumor has it that it was the master's wife who changed his master, which was why he insisted on cultivating the art of poison. Perhaps his master was already very unhappy with him. Who would like someone whose entire body was covered in poison?
What left the deepest impression on Xu Chehan was that his master had once warned him that no matter what, he could die, but nothing could happen to Little Butterfly. He naturally understood that in his master's heart, as the eldest disciple, he had never been able to compare with Little Butterfly. His master treated Little Butterfly like his own daughter, and perhaps in his master's eyes, Little Butterfly was like the Masteress. He also knew that his master did not allow anyone to go near the backyard of the house, where there was a statue of the Masteress.
But he did not hate his master, because he had the same thoughts. He could die, but nothing could happen to Little Butterfly.
If there were people in the world who were worthy of him protecting with his life, then there were only two. One was his master, and the other was Little Butterfly.
"Little Butterfly, take care of yourself. Don't worry about the battlefield," Xu Chehan said softly. Little Butterfly's body was surrounded by colorful butterflies that were as sharp as metal, wrapping her inside. The light of a divine implement shone faintly, and Xu Chehan took a step above her, blocking the attack from the sky for her.
Like the end of the world, dark lightning struck down towards Xu Chehan's body. Xu Chehan shielded Little Butterfly beneath him, and his dark eyes were filled with murderous intent. All the mighty ones in the void felt a corrosive rule power.
Boom … Bolts of black lightning struck down, rushing into Xu Chehan's body. Xu Chehan's body trembled, but he still stood firmly in the void, as if he did not feel anything.
Pfftt.
Terrible cold light slashed down, turning into a dark storm, tearing the space apart. Xu Chehan did not dodge, and even went up against the power, letting all the power hit him.
There was also a storm that went around him and blasted towards Little Butterfly's body, tearing the colorful butterflies' light screen apart. Little Butterfly's body trembled.
They looked at Xu Chehan in surprise. This Great Teacher Xu's physical body was also so strong?
Attacks of this level would have killed even those at the pinnacle of the Sage Plane.
In the void, someone's body was being eroded by the poisonous mist, and his skin was corroding bit by bit. The poison could not be removed, and it seeped into his organs, eating away at all the vitality in the body. If one was not a top-notch Sage, they would soon perish.
"Watch out." Many people set up light screens of rules around them, and even more violent attacks rained down. Xu Chehan coughed up blood. He looked down and saw that Little Butterfly had been sent flying. Even with the protection of a divine implement, she was still coughing up blood, and her face was pale.
Xu Chehan's body flashed, and he shielded Little Butterfly. Powerful attacks came again, and his body continued to shake, and blood flowed from his mouth.
"Brother, don't worry about me. Fight your way out," Little Butterfly said softly to Xu Chehan. She knew that her brother had the strength to fight his way out.
She knew that in this world, besides Ye Futian, there was one other person who had withstood the Master's medicine testing, and that was her brother. But her brother's medicine testing was different from Ye Futian's. Ye Futian's medicine testing was to forge a perfect body.
But her brother's medicine testing was to forge a poisonous body.
"They all deserve to die," Xu Chehan said softly. Xu Chehan said softly. His handsome face flashed with extreme coldness. But when he looked at Little Butterfly, his eyes became exceptionally gentle. "Little Butterfly, use what I taught you to protect yourself. Don't let my poison hurt you."
"Brother, don't." Little Butterfly shook her head. She seemed to realize what her brother was going to do. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she said, "The Master said that you will die."
"Brother's life is not worth my tears." Xu Chehan reached out as if to touch Little Butterfly's face, but he hesitated and pulled his hand back. He turned and stood up, looking into the void.
Xu Chehan was thinking at that moment, was he dead? Would the Master's heart be moved?
That shouldn't be possible.
As long as Little Butterfly was alive, it did not matter if he died.
Xu Chehan's body continued to move upwards, as if he was deliberately distancing himself from Little Butterfly, worried that he would poison her. Rule spells continued to bombard him, and blood continued to flow, but Xu Chehan did not seem to care. He had endured tens of thousands of poisoned baths, and it was a fate worse than death, so what was this?
Xu Chehan glanced indifferently at the people in the void, as if he were looking at a dead man.
"Unseal." He closed his eyes, and the blood in his body churned. Wisps of terrible black mist spread out from his body, stretching into the void. His blood seemed to have melted into it. The black room was like endless tentacles, and the terrible poisonous gas completely exploded from his body. It was as if the seal had been lifted. At that moment, Xu Chehan's body was like a vessel, releasing the poisonous gas that had been stored for decades.
A majestic black figure appeared behind him. It was like a god of poison, looking down on everything.
The world turned into a dark world, and the poisonous mist covered the sky. Even the defensive power of the rule spells was being eroded little by little.
Their spiritual will power became numb, as if they were about to stop thinking. Then wisps of poisonous gas burrowed into their bodies, and they began to turn black, their vitality being erased bit by bit. At that moment, bodies kept falling from the void in this space. There was no violent attack, but people kept falling.
Xu Chehan's own face was also dark, and there was no emotion in his eyes. But as he stood there, no one could get close to Little Butterfly.
"Brother." Tears kept falling from Little Butterfly's beautiful eyes. Hearing her voice, Xu Chehan smiled, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye.
He was full of poison, and he should not have been by Little Butterfly's side.
In the distance, Ye Futian's silhouette slaughtered his way towards Xu Chehan and Little Butterfly. It was obvious that he had seen the situation here. Saint Jiang had asked Xu Chehan and Little Butterfly to help him, and there was no way he could just watch the two of them die.
This battlefield attracted the attention of many, including Saint Xia and Saint Li.
"Saint Jiang is really ruthless." Saint Li shook his head and said.
"What is going on? How could Saint Jiang let his two disciples fall into this situation?" Saint Xia asked.
Saint Jiang had always been cultivating in the Nine State College, and Saint Li was naturally the one who knew him best.
"Xu Chehan probably thinks that Saint Jiang has always treated Little Butterfly as his own daughter because she looks like Masteress, but he does not know who he looks like, and what position he holds in Saint Jiang's heart," Saint Li said.
Saint Xia looked surprised, and he vaguely guessed the answer.
"Saint Jiang?" Saint Xia said.
Saint Li nodded and said, "Yes, Xu Chehan, isn't he Saint Jiang when he was young? Being ruthless to Xu Chehan is also being ruthless to himself."
"What is Saint Jiang trying to do?" Saint Xia asked.
Saint Li smiled bitterly and shook his head. "If the Holy Zhi Palace survives this, I will have worked so hard to invite Saint Jiang to the Nine State College, and it will all be for that kid!"
At his level, everyone was shrewd. Xu Chehan could not understand Saint Jiang's plan, but how could he not!
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