Poison God's Heritage
chapter-537

'Pathetic'

Is all I could say about what I was seeing.

King Class? They're all trash. None of them is up to standard, weak pitiful and incredibly boring to fight. None is able to withstand even a bit of poison.

And to think the cultivators at the King Class stage could rule entire planets, and fold armies to their every will and whim. But what I see, is disappointing.

Five towers, five King Class cultivators, and all it took me is five hours to get rid of them all.

Most of that time was spent getting rid of the minions since they were so numerous. As for the owners of the subsidiary Black Towers, they're all garbage.

Up ahead in front of me, was a massive row of cultivators, all ready to fight.

I say ready to fight, but the expressions on their faces, the fear in their eyes, and their shaky resolution were obvious to see from hundreds of miles away.

They knew death was approaching.

And behind this shaky line, was the tower. The last tower, the one I needed to answer to me.

I moved up ahead riding the Thunder Bull carriage. The Golden Bull stampeded its way forward, with every step, rippling space itself, and rumbling in fury as the sound of bombarding thunder echoed with every stomp of its hooves.

The echoes of the bull's thunder were enough to suppress the fighting spirit of the enemies up ahead, and the endless wave of smog, fume, and poisonous vapor that I was passively releasing. The bull was rushing up ahead, and my poisons were spilling endless disaster and untold amounts of pain that can lead to nothing but certain death once any cultivator comes in contact with it.

"Take him down!" one brave cultivator spoke as he pointed with his shaky sword.

That commanding order was enough to bring the fearful and wavering cultivators back to reality. They released their spells, sword waves and many others.

"Delusion" I muttered.

From within me, a dark spherical wave of energy shot outward, engulfing the spells that were charging at me.

I didn't bother dodging, blocking, parrying or even intercepting. All I did was consume distort and change.

The spells shattered and the qi transformed, all the incoming attacks that came in contact with my Domain of Delusions were affected and were bound to my will, to change in essence, all of it to floating cherry blossoms that exploded in fanfares around me, then suddenly came in contact with my poison only to wither instantly after.

"A demon!" one of the cultivators said as the bull was still charging their way.

The fear of what happened caused half of them to freeze, a great number to flee, and the rest could do nothing but clench their hands tighter on their weapons readying for eminent death.

"SHEN BAO!" I heard from the top of the Black Tower.

The words came from the mouth of a woman who was floating up in front of the tower, her eyes looked bloodshot from rage.

"Cease your actions! Do you not know whose territory you're trespassing on?!"

Calmly I looked up at her and replied, "Would I be here if I didn't? Madam Zha."

"Then you must know, your actions will cost you your head,"

"I'm not so sure about that one though," my hand moved forward, pointing at the rows of cultivators protecting the tower.

The smog surged forward, cruising toward the cultivators like a tidal wave about to crush down a sand castle. The whole row of cultivator fell to utter despair, or whatever remained standing of them.

"INSOLENT!" Madam Zha shouted as she waved her hands calling upon thousands of talismans that shot forward to protect her forces.

"You fool! Do you know who's backing the Tower? And you still dare attack us!" she shouted at the top of her lungs.

Caring wasn't something I usually do, and dropping the name of the Fire Lord wasn't going to change that. I came here to stir shit up, and I'm not going to back down if she pulls out that guy's name, I'm going after him too, sooner or later.

The talismans rose up like a gigantic wall glistening in surges of Qi that belonged to an Emperor Rank cultivator.

The quality, quantity and sheer amount was incomparable to that of a King Class. And the might is obvious from a single glance. But…

The poisonous fumes dove into the wall, bending it at first then propagating up and down and everywhere around surging like a gigantic jawed maw made form poison that was about to engulf the wall and the people behind it.

Visibly shuddering from being completely ignored Madam Zha screamed like a banshee, releasing a sonic boom to try and ripple through the smog.

A valiant attempt. But it's not going to work.

The soundwave failed to cause a flicker in the poisonous cloud. After all, everything in front of me was within my Domain of Delusion, as long as I have Qi, nothing against my will can happen. But it doesn't mean that my Qi is endless. The tax to suppress the sound wave and cause it to harmlessly pass through the smog was heavy enough that I felt a dent in my Qi reserves.

Furious at her inability to save the frightened cultivators, "Qing Bai! Time to deliver your part of the deal!"

"Ah I hate having to work," I heard.

The sound was low, but audible enough to hear even among the cries and panic of the cultivators.

A man flew forward on a small white cloud, a wide smile on his face, he looked like a man in his twenties, joyful and playful of appearance as he shot toward me with a staff in hand.

"Qing Bai arrives!" he shouted as he revealed the biggest smile I've seen on anyone.

'Emperor rank? Where did this guy come from?' I frowned as I looked at the man ahead.

"That's not good you know," he said as he pointed with his thumb behind his back at the cultivators.

"Let me get rid of that," he added as he spun his staff.

The staff's speed increased to an incredulous velocity. He pointed it at the fumes and I realized he was trying to suck out the poison.

I didn't care much as I was still controlling the smoke and it was still under my Domain.

But what happened next confused me greatly. The entirety of the fog slowly began twisting and spinning and then move toward the staff.

Soon enough the whole poison cloud was gathered in front of him and all it took was a swing to blast it to inexistence.

"Ouuf," he said as he wiped a metaphorical sweat from his forehead.

"You're a good sport, you didn't interrupt me when I was showing my skill, you know what, you can power up, I'll respect the law of not attacking while powering up!" he said as he looked at me nodding up and down.

"…"

"What? You don't want to?" he said tilting his head, "Well then, time for me to do so then!" he said and immediately a disgusting surge of energy emanated from his body.

Lo and behold, the fucker's hair turned yellow.

"No fucking way…"