Just like how Xu You Rong had forgotten about the unconscious Chen Chang Sheng, Bai Hai had also never paid any attention to the young cultivator covered in frost. Moreover, he was currently intoxicated by the Heavenly Phoenix's true blood's hallucinatory and supreme bliss and was completely unprepared, thus he was unexpectedly pushed away by that hand.
The cliff cave was silent. Bai Hai looked at Chen Chang Sheng, his expression somewhat stunned. After a moment, he finally understood what had happened and felt that something was wrong.
At this moment, a drop of blood still remained at the corner of his lips, coupled with his somewhat warped and aged appearance, he looked abnormally disgusting. Just as that drop of blood was about to drip down, he came to his senses and somewhat flusteredly used the tip of his tongue to curl it into his lips. To him, who wanted to cultivate the Setting Sun Sect's secret arts and break through to Ethereal Opening, every drop of Xu You Rong's blood was a precious treasure, how could he possibly waste it? However, this scene was unavoidably even more disgusting.
For some reason, he felt that the base of his tongue was somewhat sweet, while the tip of his tongue was somewhat numb. He thought to himself, could this be the taste of the Heavenly Phoenix's blood?
During this process, Chen Chang Sheng supported himself against the cliff wall of the cliff cave and sat up with difficulty. He was currently so weak that it seemed as if a single gust of wind would cause him to collapse once more, how could he possibly defeat his opponent?
Bai Hai felt a slight numbing pain on his face and extended his hand to touch it, discovering that it was somewhat wet. He then looked towards Chen Chang Sheng's palm and discovered that it was also covered in frost, causing him to involuntarily narrow his eyes.
Without any warning, he pointed his finger through the air and a Qi that contained a terrifying Earth Fire shot straight towards Chen Chang Sheng.
Chen Chang Sheng seemed to have subconsciously thrust his palm forward, but the air in front of his palm instantly condensed into an ice mirror.
The Earth Fire Qi, upon making contact with this ice mirror, made a "chi" sound and simultaneously turned into green smoke and dispersed.
Bai Hai's eyes narrowed even more, looking at him with a strange smile. "So you're a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect's secret sect. You think you can block me with Black Frost zhenqi?"
The Snow Mountain Sect was a sect in the northwest of the continent. According to legend, the founder of the Snow Mountain Sect possessed the bloodline of the Black Frost Dragon and created a kind of cultivation method on his own. As a result, the sect was established in the extremely cold northwest. At its peak, it was extremely powerful. Neither the demons nor the orthodox Orthodoxy of the Central Plains were willing to lightly provoke it. However, as time passed, the remaining bloodline of the Black Frost Dragon became fewer and fewer, and the Snow Mountain Sect gradually declined in power. Several hundred years ago, it had already attached itself to the Li Palace, and it had been many years since a true expert or promising young disciple had appeared.
No one would underestimate a sect that had once been glorious. Just like how South Stream Temple was divided into inner and outer sects, many important figures knew that the Snow Mountain Sect also had a branch of the secret sect, it was just that they rarely appeared in the world. The Setting Sun Sect cultivated in Earth Fire, which naturally conflicted with the Snow Mountain Sect that cultivated in Cold Arts. In the past, there had been many conflicts between the two sects. As an elder of the Setting Sun Sect, Bai Hai naturally understood the Snow Mountain Sect very well. Seeing Chen Chang Sheng's Frost Void Mirror formed with his horizontal sword, Bai Hai was able to reveal his origins with a single sentence. At the same time, the killing intent within his heart abruptly increased.
Xu Yourong looked at Chen Chang Sheng's face in front of her and thought to herself, so he's a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect's secret sect. No wonder his cultivation method is so special.
Her vision was somewhat blurry, but she could clearly feel the tranquility in Chen Chang Sheng's eyes. The situation was clearly still dangerous, and Chen Chang Sheng was still heavily injured and weak, but for some reason, she suddenly felt that she could relax and leave the rest to this young cultivator.
"I didn't think that I would actually meet an old friend of the Snow Mountain Sect in the Garden of Zhou, and I even more didn't think that before I succeed in my divine technique, I would need to kill you."
Bai Hai looked at him and gave a strange smile. "Fortunately, this isn't too troublesome of a matter."
After saying this, he turned his palm into a blade, bringing with it a streak of flame, and mercilessly chopped at Chen Chang Sheng's face.
Putting aside the fact that Chen Chang Sheng was currently heavily injured and weak, even if he was in perfect condition, he would still not be a match for this elder of the Setting Sun Sect.
His awakening seemed to have no meaning. It could even be said that he had awakened at the wrong time.
The true essence in his body had already dried up. He could not even hold his dagger, let alone summon the Yellow Paper Umbrella.
He had no way of blocking this palm of fire. The only thing he could do was raise his palm and strike at his opponent's face.
He had just woken up, so he had no idea what had happened, nor did he know who this old man was. He only knew that this old man was doing something very cruel and disgusting. The smile on the old man's face was somewhat stiff and strange, and his laughter was sinister and terrifying. He did not look like a good person, so … he wanted to hit him.
In the next moment, he could be smashed into pieces by this old man's palm of fire, but he still wanted to hit him. As long as he could hit his opponent's sinister and terrifying old face, then he would not have woken up for nothing.
Chen Chang Sheng thought this way, and also acted this way.
But he did not think that his palm would actually be able to hit his opponent's face.
Pa! A crisp sound reverberated in the quiet cliff cave.
His palm had hit Bai Hai's face.
Although his palm movement was light and seemed to be without any strength, the sound was loud and clear.
The slap was loud and clear.
Bai Hai was stunned, completely unable to understand what had happened.
His palm was still in midair, still a foot away from Chen Chang Sheng. The terrifying earthen fire around his palm was gradually being extinguished, making him look rather miserable.
Why was the palm of this disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect's Hidden Sect able to fall on his face? Why had his body become so stiff? Why had the true essence in his body instantly disappeared? In just an instant, countless questions surged into his mind, causing him to be shocked and terrified.
In the next moment, all of that fear appeared in his eyes. He twisted his neck with difficulty, lowered his head to look at Xu You Rong, who was beside Chen Chang Sheng, and said his last words.
His voice was abnormally hoarse and dry, his words were intermittent, unable to form a sentence, filled with fear and despair, "Yao … Yao … Woman … Blood … Blood … Poison!"
After saying this, he died.
The Setting Sun Sect's elder, an expert at the peak of the Ethereal Opening realm, Bai Hai, died in the cave just like that.
When he died, his body was already incomparably stiff, his right hand stopped in midair, and even his eyes could not close. His eyes glowed with a faint green, looking like a statue carved from unbroken jade.
This scene was very strange, very sinister.
In the next moment, his skin began to fester, but the fester did not penetrate deep into his flesh and bones, only on the surface, gradually becoming mottled.
Some of the mottled spots were beautiful, some were disgusting.
Chen Chang Sheng felt very disgusted.
At this moment, he finally understood that this old man had already been poisoned, but he did not know when he had been poisoned.
The previous strange smile on the old man's face was the cause of the poison's attack. At that time, his divine sense had already gradually separated from his body.
Isn't this poison a little too cruel?
Immediately after, he remembered that there was someone else in the cave, and looked over.
The young girl's dress was covered in blood, almost covering up her original whiteness. Her usual delicate beauty was almost covered by her weak and tired expression, but her eyes were still very cold.
He was startled, and asked, "Are you alright?"
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