’How does he know all this? How is he not poisoned? He clearly consumed all the poisons, so how could he possibly be unharmed? What in the world is happening?’

Madam Fang, the Poison Immortal Valley Master, felt a chill creep into her heart as she watched Shu Feng speak with such casual confidence.

Erosion Powder, Moon God’s Intoxication, and Burial God were the three most terrifying poisons in the Poison Immortal Valley. If consumed together, these three poisons could kill even a Void Demon Duke or a Demigod, or at the very least leave them powerless.

"I don’t know why the Poison Immortal conspired with you all to deal with me. But since she’s made a move against me, that makes her an enemy. I suppose I’ll grant her death!"

Shu Feng pointed, and an aura from his Yin Yang Qi Finger shot out like a black-and-white-streaked Poisonous Flood Dragon, blasting directly toward the Poison Immortal.

"Ten Thousand Roses Cyan Wood Palm!"

The Poison Immortal’s expression changed drastically. A mysterious, colossal cyan tree appeared behind her. Her snow-white palms fluttered, and countless streams of Profound Qi transformed into leaves, each one forming a vortex to shield her.

The Yin Yang Qi Finger Aura slammed into the countless leafy vortexes like a Poisonous Flood Dragon. With overwhelming force, it crushed the vortexes to pieces and struck the Poison Immortal’s head, blowing it apart in a single hit.

"He isn’t poisoned!!"

Seeing this, a chill ran through Skull Maitreya. His face paled, his teeth chattered, and his eyes filled with Fear. The person before him had been the Poison Emperor, the second-ranked expert in the world, a peerless powerhouse who had slaughtered countless people.

The Poison Immortal was a master of poisons, but her direct combat strength was among the weakest of the Martial Saints. Even so, she was still a Martial Saint. To die so miserably from a single point of Shu Feng’s finger... his power was so great it drove one to Despair.

"Attack!!"

A cold glint flashed in the Prison Skull Sect Master’s eyes. With a roar, he frantically channeled his Profound Qi, and a large gate materialized behind him, inscribed with countless bizarre Curse Seals and radiating an Evil Aura.

A monk with a face like golden paper, a burly man wielding a massive Battle Saber, and a bewitchingly beautiful woman emerged from the gate that radiated the Evil Aura.

Ten Thousand Prisons Divine Gate! This was the strongest of the Prison Skull Sect’s Martial Arts.

The Prison Skull Sect Master had cultivated this Sect’s Divine Technique to the Peak, sealing three great enemies he had slain. With these three resurrected foes fighting alongside him, he could challenge any expert on the Celestial Ranking, save for Wei Tuxian.

The Prison Skull Sect Master’s name did not appear on the Celestial Ranking, but only because his achievements were not widely known. Essentially, any Martial Saint who crossed paths with him was already a dead man.

The monk with the golden-paper face flared his Profound Qi. A phantom of a great Buddha appeared behind him, and he struck with his palm. It was as if the Buddha himself had descended, unleashing waves of holy light to suppress Shu Feng.

A terrifying ocean phantom appeared behind the burly man. He slashed with his blade, unleashing a terrifying power capable of splitting mountains and parting seas.

The beautiful but expressionless woman waved a delicate hand, and countless bizarre black threads shot out from all directions.

The Prison Skull Sect Master activated his Profound Qi, and the phantom of a terrifying great demon appeared behind him. He reached out with a claw, executing the Great Dragon-Catching Hand. A ferocious, Dragon-shaped Qi construct materialized and charged, attempting to crush Shu Feng.

"Dark Blue Divine Skull Blade!!"

A vicious glint flashed in Skull Maitreya’s eyes. He ripped the skull necklace from his neck and hurled it forward. Seven Dark Blue Divine Skull Blades shot toward Shu Feng like bolts of Lightning.

"Death Void Sword Technique!!"

Death Demon Sword’s eyes blazed. His Profound Qi surged as he achieved the Unity of Man and Sword, seemingly transforming into a terrifying Magic Sword capable of annihilating all existence as he slashed at Shu Feng.

"Netherworld Demon Needle!"

A cold light flashed in Hongye’s beautiful eyes. With a wave of her hands, ten Netherworld Demon Needles glowing with a dark blue light flew toward Shu Feng along bizarre trajectories.

Nether Blade’s gaze turned cold. He executed the Prison Void Demon Step, instantly creating three Residual Shadows that pounced on Shu Feng, slashing at him viciously from three different directions.

A combined attack from the Eight Great Martial Saints could kill a top-ten expert like the Sword Demon. Even the Ten Thousand Profound Demon Ancestor, ranked fourth in the world and having comprehended Half-Step True Intent, would have to evade such a blow.

A flicker of worry crossed Qin Bingbing’s beautiful eyes as she gritted her teeth. "Ganging up on him like this... shameless!!"

The Prison Skull Sect was vicious and unpredictable. If their whereabouts were discovered, they would, more often than not, slaughter everyone present to leave no witnesses. Naturally, Qin Bingbing hoped Shu Feng would be victorious.

"You’re all too weak!!"

Shu Feng gave a cold smirk and flicked all ten of his fingers. Streams of Yin Yang Qi Finger Aura shot out like terrifying Poisonous Flood Dragons, blasting toward the eight Martial Saints of the Prison Skull Sect alliance.

The incomparably ferocious streams of Yin Yang Qi Finger Aura twisted through the air. The heads of Nether Blade and Hongye, two great Martial Saints, exploded, and their bodies fell from the sky.

The Magic Sword that Death Demon Sword had transformed into was struck by a stream of Yin Yang Qi Finger Aura, and he was shredded to pieces, man and sword together.

Skull Maitreya frantically retreated using the Prison Void Demon Step, narrowly escaping with his life, though his left arm was completely obliterated by a stream of Yin Yang Qi Finger Aura.

The golden Buddha, the terrifying blade energy that could part the seas, the countless bizarre black threads, and the force of the Dragon-Catching claw—all of them crumbled one by one under the assault of Shu Feng’s Yin Yang Qi Finger Aura.

The three summoned Martial Saints—the monk, the burly man, and the beautiful woman—each sustained a horrific wound.

The Prison Skull Sect Master used the Prison Void Demon Step to dodge the stream of Yin Yang Qi Finger Aura aimed at him.

Despite being heavily injured, the three summoned Martial Saints—the monk, the burly man, and the beautiful woman—regarded Shu Feng with ice-cold gazes and channeled their Profound Qi to attack once more.

Although these experts controlled by the Ten Thousand Prisons Divine Gate could not utilize the Martial Dao as well as they did in life, they were completely fearless. This, in a way, made them even more troublesome to deal with than when they were alive.

"You’re merely the dead. Allow me to send you to your final rest!"

A cold glint flashed in Shu Feng’s eyes. He flicked his ten fingers again, and streams of Yin Yang Qi Finger Aura shot out like Poisonous Flood Dragons toward the three summoned Martial Saints.

Under the crushing power of the terrifying Yin Yang Qi Finger Aura, the three Martial Saints’ Protective Gang Qi shattered, and they fell from the sky like broken dolls.

The Prison Skull Sect Master seized the opportunity, using the Prison Void Demon Step to flee toward the exit like a phantom.

Skull Maitreya also fled frantically toward the outside.

The Ten Thousand Profound Demon Sect Master’s figure blurred, and he shot after Skull Maitreya like a terrifying monster.

"Anyone else can escape! But not you!"

Shu Feng’s figure swayed slightly. He used the Prison Void Demon Step, moving like a Ghost as he flew toward the Prison Skull Sect Master. He threw out a Cloud Demon Hand, and countless Demon Clouds appeared, forming terrifying Profound Qi Vortexes that swept toward the escaping Sect Master.