The Immortal's Poison
chapter-148

Chapter 148: Corpse Nails

Witchcraft traps had been laid all over the interior of Painting Town. These had easily ensnared the master cultivators from the Eyang Sect. On the exterior side, Painting Town’s building has also been linked with the other buildings on the entire street via another witchcraft spell. The bond was so firm that it was unbreakable. Even the good hand of the Enlightened San Wei who was capable of cultivating the body-splitting technique had almost been rendered completely helpless as he could only stand outside anxiously.

Wen Leyang’s heart was churning with a baffling emotion; this descendant of Lue Luo who only appeared slightly different from a chimpanzee by his smaller eyes, Leyang Tian’s Art of Witchcraft was exceedingly exquisite. The abilities of the disciples of the Wen, Miao, and Luo families could not be compared with him. Though Wen Leyang was the only one of his kind who currently exists in the three families for the past two thousand years, he would have to acknowledge defeat before Leyang Tian’s prowess in the Painting Town.

Two thousand years ago, their two families’ Grand Masters had been disciples in the same sect; their skills had been almost on par with one another.

Two thousand years later, the difference between the two families’ descendants was further than heaven and earth!

Wen Leyang was not one who will seek to prevail others but he could not help but feel uneasy in his heart right now. On one hand, he admired the Grand Master and his other two disciples who were very powerful in the world. The divine prowess of Tuo Xie and Chang Li helped them to battle against the master cultivators of the world. But on the other hand, he was secretly feeling dejected and was brooding about Leyang Tian’s almost divine accomplishments in the Art of Witchcraft.

Liu Zheng wondered what Wen Leyang was thinking about. His eyes glistened with a smile as he bumped his shoulder against Wen Leyang and laughed, “What do you think, how can the difference be so vast?”

Wen Leyang ground his teeth once involuntarily as he disregarded Liu Zheng.

The nine Taoist priests’ movements downstairs has become slower and slower; their gait was no longer as precise as before and every one of them was sweating and panting with exhaustion. It was almost as if they were carrying a huge mountain on their back which was so heavy that they could not lift up their feet to move one more step.

The nine Eyang Taoist disciples had been trapped within Leyang Tian’s Art of Witchcraft unique skill of ‘Metal Chaos Confusion’ for a while now. Such an ending was an eventuality but Wen Leyang and the rest had not expected it to happen so soon. Not a lot of time has passed since the nine priests had barged into Painting Town.

The more mystical the witchcraft spell in Painting Town, the more shocking its power was. This caused Wen Leyang to feel even more uneasy in his heart. He sighed dejectedly in his heart before saying to the fat monk Shui Jing, “There should be some other witchcraft spell in Painting Town which is capable of exhausting a person rapidly, right?!”

To his surprise, Leyang Tian frowned and he continued the topic of conversation as if he was deep in thought, “There should be… But I had not activated it though…” Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly closed his mouth. His eyes were glimmering as he stared at the scene downstairs.

The nine disciples from the Eyang Sect were finally completely exhausted and they soon fell one by one onto the ground and lay flat there. Their bodies then shuddered once in unison and their initially confused gaze returned to its prior clarity in the blink of an eye, as if they had just seen through the magic illusion from the witchcraft spell. All of them then let out a long and sharp howl in unison.

The long howl was bitter, ruthless and tyrannical. It was filled with enmity, as if it was a wild soul who had lost all hope to be reborn and was moaning unwillingly. It was the exact opposite of the Taoist conjuration spell’s stern shouting from before.

Within the ghostly wail, the nine Taoist priests fell back and spread out rapidly. The nine of them then flipped their hands over; their right hand stabbed savagely into their eye sockets while their left hand crushed their Adam’s apple at the same time!

Leyang Tian’s face was filled with confusion, he turned around and said to Wen Leyang, “That wasn’t me! These Taoist priests had committed suicide…”

Wen Leyang could not bear to watch the tragic deaths of the Taoist priests. He was about to blame Leyang Tian for his ferocious attack but his words shocked Wen Leyang into a daze for a moment. Before he could speak again a series of laughter which was more oppressive than late autumn’s thunder echoed from the outside the Painting Town building, “The young lad with the surname Leyang, I have entered.”

After the nine Taoist priests had committed suicide, their posture remained the same. They did not tumble over and it was as if roots had grown underneath their feet. They were pinned firmly onto the ground as their healthy and plump complexion dulled rapidly before turned ghastly pale.

Within the thunderous laughter, Wen Leyang’s telegnosis ability shivered once as the stocky and muscular Enlightened San Wei somersaulted into Painting Town!

The moment the Enlightened San Wei entered Painting Town, the sound of a loud horn which covered the sky like thunder echoed through the surroundings. It triggered waves of violent rage which surged into one’s chest. It was as if there were thousands of horses galloping between heaven and earth which charged in like an unstoppable tide.

Leyang Tian could not figure out why the Enlightened San Wei had sent nine of his disciples to seek death. He understood even less why the corpses of the nine Taoist priests were still standing rigidly where they had died. Nevertheless, when he saw the Enlightened San Wei dashing into the ‘Metal Chaos Confusion’ spell, he exhaled a long breath as he sniggered gloomily, “Nothing more than…” Before he could finish his sentence, the Taoist priest San Wei growled and bit the tip of his tongue ferociously. He used the severe pain to retain a portion of clarity within his spiritual intelligence. He then put his wrists together and positioned three fingers on his right hand in the form of a heaven-stabbing fork while his left thumb pressed onto the ground. His thunderous voice echoed loudly within Painting Town as he growled, “The heaven and the earth are in my hands; the lives of all transformations are in my body; the thousands of confusion are reflected into reality!”

Following that, there was a shredding sound as the yellow robe on San Wei’s body was suddenly ripped into ribbons. The Enlightened San Wei’s face was filled with savageness, ruthlessness, and tyranny. His gaze shuttled back and forth for a while before he suddenly leaped into the air. His strong fingers then struck the ground agilely!

The thick and heavy square tile shattered with a cracking sound. The space beneath the tile was hollow and in that hollow was a large, brilliant and lustrous golden pot. The pot was engraved with peculiar patterns and densely filled with small golden-colored beetles. Each beetle was half the size of a nail, they had no eyes, mouth, legs, or wings, and were squeezing together into a ball.

The moment the beetles were exposed to light, they immediately broke out into a chaos. They wriggled about clumsily as the Enlightened San Wei ground his palm once. A scorching, yellow-colored fireball mercilessly smashed into the golden pot. The golden pot withstood the attack but every single one of the beetles were burned into ashes!

Leyang Tian was not angered, instead, he was joyous. He roared with laughter as he said, “That’s alright, you can break my golden-armored warriors then try my ‘Nanniwan Valley’!” As he spoke, his vital fire red snake flashed past on the first floor and disappeared right after.

Wen Leyang was stunned for a moment, he then peered at Leyang Tian in suspicion.

Leyang Tian laughed proudly, “I invented this myself; the victim would feel like they were sinking into a swamp. It’s difficult to move even one step.” As he was saying that he hummed the song Nanniwan Valley to himself in a relaxed manner…

As expected, the Enlightened San Wei’s movements were suddenly halted. It was as if his hands and feet were bearing a tremendous amount of pressure, his footsteps hobbled as if he was really trying hard to walk in a muddy swamp. San Wei struggled for a while and the expression on his face became more and more savage. His body suddenly seemed to expand for a moment before the scene turned blurry. When everyone’s eyes have regained their clarity, San Wei had returned to his prior self. Even though his movements were slower than before, he was no longer walking with difficulty. He moved with quick strides and dashed towards the corpses who were standing upright on the ground.

Leyang Tian’s expression was finally slightly solemn now. He narrowed his eyes as he hesitated for a moment. He then stretched out his hand and fumbled around in his chest pocket before, to everyone’s surprise, taking out a large toad. He raised his hand and lobbed the toad downstairs as he said to Wen Leyang softly, “Something is not right with that person!” Following that, he no longer tried to explain what was wrong with that person and gave a sharp whistle instead.

Even for someone like Wen Leyang who has seen the mysticism of the Leyang family’s witchcraft spell, he was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh. In order to deal with a cultivator like San Wei, let alone tossing in an ordinary toad, it was estimated that Leyang Tian’s effort would still be futile even if he had smashed out Xiu Er from the Miao stockade village.

The toad tumbled onto the ground and croaked twice at the Enlightened San Wei. It seemed to be very bored.

Wen Leyang and the Little Supreme Leader Liu Zheng looked into each other’s eyes, their gaze was glimmering with confusion and shock.

Beneath the shredded yellow-colored Taoist robe, the Enlightened San Wei was wrapped in a black-colored long garment. A few simple patterns were embroidered on the top part but there was utterly nothing unusual in its appearance.

Perhaps he had considered it undignified to attack the toad or to dash to the second floor impatiently. The Enlightened San Wei’s muscular body surged out of the muddy swamp witchcraft spell and began to run back and forth between his nine standing but dead disciples like a mad wild cow. The sound of slaps almost merged into one…

Leyang Tian was whistling continuously as he procured the second and the third toad from his chest pocket before tossing them downstairs…

The Enlightened San Wei was still shuttling back and forth. He jumped up and down repeatedly and used his palms to ferociously slap the top of the rigidly standing corpses’ heads. At the same time, he exhaled and raised his voice into a raging roar which shook the heavens.

The nine rigidly standing corpses did not fall over or shatter. Instead, they were like nails and under the tremendous force of the Enlightened San Wei’s slap, the corpses were being nailed into the ground inch by inch! The Enlightened San Wei was using his palms as hammers and the disciples’ corpses as nails; he was nailing them into the ground with each slap.

Leyang Tian kept whistling as he took one toad after another out of his chest pocket. He then proceeded to toss them all downstairs.

On the outside of Painting Town, the police cars which had arrived earlier still had their flashers on. It was a lifeless scene which made one nervous. On the inside of Painting Town, it was a hideous mess everywhere. The ghastly pale lighting lengthened everyone’s shadow and lengthened every living being’s gaze as well.

Anyone could see that a descendant wielding the power of witchcraft spells and a top master cultivator were making their final preparations. A great battle was imminent but no one could comprehend what these two people were doing.

If someone were to give the Beijing Anding Hospital a call right now, the doctor would certainly shriek with joy when he arrived for this can be considered as a buy one free one deal for them.

Ji Fei and Shui Jing’s attentions were fixated on Leyang Tian’s body. The more the old monk saw the more astonished he became. Finally, he could not bear it anymore as he asked the fat monk, “How many toads are there on this young lad’s body?”

The fat monk shook his head in an unreliable manner, “You must inquire this matter from the Wen fellow, he keeps a bug on his body. Leyang Tian keeps toads on his body, they’re almost the same…”

Before the fat monk Shui Jing could finish his sentence, Wen Leyang suddenly jolted up as if he was electrocuted. He grabbed a handful of the Little Supreme Leader Liu Zheng’s shirt, “Where’s ‘You’ve Got Me’? Where is it?”

‘You’ve Got Me’ was not on his chest. As Wen Leyang was eavesdropping on the two monks’ conversation with Leyang Tian upstairs, ‘You’ve Got Me’ had been having a liquor bath and was teasing the little maidens about.

As opposed to Ji Fei and Shui Jing, Liu Zheng’s gaze fell onto the Enlightened San Wei who was busy slapping the corpses. His gaze and expression were solemn yet vigilant. When he heard Wen Leyang’s words he was stunned for a moment, “What do you mean by ‘You’ve Got Me’? I don’t know…”

Wen Leyang was exasperated but he did not expect the Little Supreme Leader to suddenly straighten his arms and push him aside. Soon after that, with a deadly shout, Liu Zheng’s flying sword was unsheathed and the sharp blade surged towards the sky with a gloomy hum. Liu Zheng then leaped up onto the second floor’s handrail, one of his hands was at his back while the other hand’s palm was spread out with closed fingers. He made the Taoist Demon-Scourging Golden Knife Conjuration Gesture and aimed his fingertips were firmly towards the Enlightened San Wei, “You… Who are you?!”

Liu Zheng’s voice was crystal clear and stern, there was not an ounce of his usual mischief.

San Wei ignored Liu Zheng as he continued to nail the corpses into the ground. The expression on his face had turned from a bitter look to a ghastly faint smile. The nine corpses had been nailed into the ground all the way until their knees.

Wen Leyang was concerned about his precious bug, he could care less about asking Liu Zheng concerning his recent epiphany. Wen Leyang gripped the big-muzzled weapon in his hand as he turned his body and surged down from the second floor. At the same time, he repeatedly changed his body’s direction irregularly in midair as he was afraid that San Wei would secretly try to attack him!

When Leyang Tian saw that Wen Leyang had dashed downstairs, his expression changed abruptly. His body moved once as if he wanted to stop Wen Leyang but he immediately pulled himself back forcefully. The whistling sound became even more rushed as sweat beads the size of beans appeared on his face.

It was as if Liu Zheng had suddenly recalled something terrifying. Just as Wen Leyang was about to leap out from his side, he roared loudly, “Destroy the corpses!” Soon after that, he yelled, “Taoist code, golden knife, shatter the soul and disperse the spirit!” He once again made the Golden Knife Conjuration Hand Gesture and waved his hand in midair. A streak of bright red-colored radiance erupted with a bang from his conjuration hand gesture! It was accompanied by a sharp howl as it flew towards a corpse which was firmly nailed into the ground!

The Enlightened San Wei’s right hand was like a hammer, he was still wedging the corpses into the ground repeatedly. All five fingers on his left hand trembled repeatedly as he rapidly alternated through four conjuration hand gestures. Under the Enlightened San Wei’s conjuration hand gesture, the golden knife’s brilliance which was akin to the heaven’s falls started to shiver continuously. Before it could arrive in front of the corpses, it had vanished into nothingness!

At this moment, Wen Leyang had firmly dropped onto the ground. He was just about to move when he immediately felt as if he had sunk into a thick and wet sludge. The pressure was heavy to the greatest extent and shackled his body and limbs down forcefully; there was utterly no way for him to move! Soon after that, the Poison of Life and Death’s power rolled up, surging and flowing rapidly within his blood vessels. The thousands of acupoints on his entire body simultaneously rippled with the Faulty Punch which continuously lifted the formless pressure on his surroundings. Wen Leyang’s movement gradually sped up a little; even though he was unlike his usual agile and swift self, he could still run after exerting great effort. He ran strenuously towards the direction of the booth seat where he sat with Liu Zheng initially.

Nobody had expected Wen Leyang to suddenly jump downstairs and the fact that he could still run was a surprise to everyone.

Ji Fei peered toward Shui Jing once in astonishment, “So, shall we run as well?”

Leyang Tian’s amazement overpowered his rage, the room downstairs had been laid full of witchcraft traps. Let alone an ordinary person, even if a Ferrari had appeared downstairs it would still be difficult for the car to move a single inch forward. The Enlightened San Wei’s profound cultivation base allowed him to move freely but Wen Leyang could run in small strides as well, much to everyone’s surprise.

The Faulty Punch was capable of breaking magic spells. Wen Leyang had been able to dig a tunnel out from the mountain slope of Mount Emei, so within the sludge which had been initiated by the witchcraft spell, naturally, he could still move around strenuously.

The Little Supreme Leader Liu Zheng stomped his foot impatiently. When he saw Wen Leyang pounce forward, he had thought that Wen Leyang had understood his intention so he had immediately launched his attack. Yet, unexpectedly, Wen Leyang had run away insanely, he could not be bothered to scold Wen Leyang at the moment but he snarled at the Enlightened San Wei, “You evil swine, do you think you are worthy of the Taoist conjuration spells? Taoism code, golden knife…” A thicker and more dazzling red-colored sword’s radiance condensed once again alongside his order and flew out with a bang! At the same time, Liu Zheng’s other hand flipped out from behind his back abruptly and waved downwards as he conjured a streak of what appeared to be a discolored and outdated banner. Liu Zheng’s flying sword too slashed a brilliant and lustrous arc as it hummed and shot out!

The golden knife, the flying sword, the banner, and Liu Zheng spared no effort and attacked altogether. It was as if Liu Zheng resented that his power was inadequate, his left hand dipped into the area between his brows strenuously. His heaven and earth telepathy hand gesture dipped through the gateway between his brows with the hope that he could be fused with nature for one moment. His body was like a straight spear and joined the golden knife, banner, and flying sword all flying towards the direction of four corpses!

Wen Leyang arrived in front of the booth seat which had turned into rubble. He used his hands and legs to push away the mess covering the ground before he exhaled a long breath. ‘You’ve Got Me’ was there drawing circles on the floor. When it saw that Wen Leyang was here, it made a slightly puzzled sound as if it felt that Wen Leyang looked familiar but could not recall who he was. Following that, its body turned limp as it passed out drunkenly.

Wen Leyang could not care about being amused or annoyed at this point, he bent over and picked up ‘You’ve Got Me’ and stuffed it into his chest pocket. His telegnosis ability had been surveying his surroundings all along and he sensed the Little Supreme Leader Liu Zheng gathering his body to pounce forward at this point!

Within a never-ending cascade of crashing sounds, Liu Zheng’s flying sword was suddenly seized on the hilt by a streak of black-colored radiance which had erupted from the Taoist priest San Wei’s body. The flying sword made a sorrowful wail as it tumbled to the side in an askew manner. The golden knife and the banner had each burst apart with a piercing brightness, yet under San Wei’s Taoist hand gesture’s repetitive tremble, the golden knife and the banner were both shattered before they could strike the enemy. Meanwhile, the javelin-like Liu Zheng had bumped head-first into a corpse. But instead of destroying the corpse, he screamed out in agony like an eagle which had bumped into a huge mountain before his body was thrown clear away!

The corpses which were standing rigidly on the ground had not moved at all despite being struck by the tremendous force.

Before Wen Leyang could raise his hands, Liu Zheng had already turned around and flew right past before his eyes. The two youngsters met each other’s gaze despite the pressing affair.

There was a thudding sound accompanied by the soft sound of flint rubbing together.

Wen Leyang had not managed to grab a hold of Liu Zheng but he managed to pull the trigger in time. The muzzle had been aimed at a corpse which was furthest away from himself.

Because of Liu Zheng’s yell earlier, Wen Leyang did not shoot at San Wei but instead aimed at the Taoist priests’ corpses. Even someone with the slowest reaction would know that San Wei was using those nine corpses to launch an evil sect’s magic art. Once the spell was complete, the power that will be triggered would certainly be more tyrannical than San Wei’s own supernatural power.

The Thunder Light was scorching and unrestrained, its brightness blinded everyone’s vision in a flash. The Little Supreme Leader fell onto the ground with hysterical laughter and could not get up. In the meanwhile, Wen Leyang’s face was filled with astonishment.

Even the Thunder Heart Sand could not block Wen Leyang’s telegnosis ability. He could sense that under the thousands of streaks of purple arcs, the Enlightened San Wei had turned around abruptly and used his body to block the copses in front of the Thunder Heart Sand!

When Zhui Zi had been confronted with the Thunder Heart Sand, she still needed to use the ice forest to shield herself. However, the Enlightened San Wei had used his body to shield against thousands of streaks of divine thunder forcefully!

Moments later, the smoke dissipated and the Enlightened San Wei spat out a mouthful of blood. His hand still continued to nail the corpses down as he unexpectedly turned around and his bloody mouth widened into a smile towards Wen Leyang, “If I hadn’t been severely injured when my split body was destroyed, such a trifling thunder magic cannot harm me!”

The nine corpses were still standing rigidly, within their empty eye sockets, the color of death capable of seizing all lives was circulating within! Liu Zheng’s face was also filled with astonishment, he pointed towards the Enlightened San Wei and gritted his teeth as he laughed with great effort, “Smoke is coming out from you…”

At this moment, Leyang Tian suddenly stopped whistling. He exhaled a long breath as if he had just been relieved from a heavy burden.

There were almost twenty large toads on the ground. They seemed to be utterly unaffected by the Art of Witchcraft’s muddy swamp and were jumping about joyously.

Wen Leyang had turned around and was helping the Little Supreme Leader Liu Zheng to stand when his telegnosis ability suddenly shivered once. It was as if something had just flashed past before him and out of all the toads on the ground, three or four of them had gone missing all of a sudden!