Eternal Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 374 - 364: The Power of the Poisonous Body

Chapter 374: Chapter 364: The Power of the Poisonous Body

The bodies of Zhao Yu and two others were carried out, and the sight of their originally vibrant but now deathly pale faces, especially Zhao Yu, known for her beauty within the Spirit Spring Sect but now tragically deceased, ignited flames of anger and sorrow in many, causing them to nearly weep blood.

"So what if she was an Innate Body Cultivator, she was just a woman. Chu Hao, as a man, don’t you even have the courage to fight?" Yang Lingfeng laughed heartily, his taunts merciless.

As deadly rivals, the Snowy Plains Sect naturally wouldn’t miss any chance to completely eradicate the Spirit Spring Sect, but with War Emperors anchoring both sides—even if a War Emperor were to fall—these ancient powers still held considerable influence, and unless in severe decline, were not to be trifled with lightly.

This was also why the Spirit Spring Sect had not previously flattened the Snowy Plains Sect; to do so would cost even War Emperor Kongming a great deal, potentially even his life.

The reverse was also true. Even if War Emperor Kongming were dead, the Snowy Plains Sect would not dare to wage an all-out war against the Spirit Spring Sect, at best they could target and suppress them in various ways, such as killing any disciples who strayed from their sect.

Over generations, this strategy would naturally lead to the decline of talent within the Spirit Spring Sect, ushering them towards their own destruction.

Therefore, the purpose of the Snowy Plains Sect’s visit today was to kill as many of the Spirit Spring Sect’s young elite as possible and shatter the morale of the ordinary disciples, ideally pushing them to abandon the sect.

Without a fresh influx of new blood, even the strongest powers would soon dwindle away.

Among those they most wanted dead were three individuals: Yue Feng, the Innate Body Cultivator, and Chu Hao.

Yue Feng hardly needs mention, already a banner of the Spirit Spring Sect, for as long as the banner stands, the disciples’ morale won’t entirely collapse. The Innate Body Cultivator... the very name says it all.

As for Chu Hao, he was the king of the new generation, rumored to have achieved Double Great Perfection in the Three Minor Realms, his potential future even surpassing Yue Feng, making it imperative to eliminate him while he was still vulnerable.

"Chu Hao, do you dare to come out and fight?" Yang Lingfeng shouted loudly, "I won’t bully you, I can suppress my realm to match yours. How about it, are you still afraid to accept the challenge? Coward, wretch!"

Chu Hao crouched beside Yang Jin’s body, sending his Senior Brother off on his final journey, but his rage was already immense; Yang Lingfeng’s words utterly ignited his fury, his eyes dancing with flames, his aura fierce as fire.

"I’ll go." Xiaocao suddenly placed her hand on his shoulder.

"You?" Chu Hao frowned, this was a battle for the Spirit Spring Sect.

"He shouldn’t have insulted you." Xiaocao let go and took graceful steps towards Yang Lingfeng.

Chu Hao’s heart trembled and he momentarily lost focus.

"Oh, looks like your love luck is quite strong with such a clear and indifferent girl also falling for you," Gu Qingcheng commented from the side, her face full of displeasure.

Because Chu Hao ignored her but looked at Xiaocao with tenderness, it infuriated her to no end.

"If you don’t speak, no one will take you for a mute," Chu Hao said coldly, his mood already sour, having no patience to deal with this demoness’s nonsense.

"Bastard, how dare you speak to our miss like that!" Yiyi immediately jumped up, her slender finger almost reaching Chu Hao’s nose.

Slap!

With a strike, Yiyi immediately retreated, covering her face, her cheek swelling up as Chu Hao said coolly, "Hasn’t anyone told you that pointing fingers is extremely rude? For your master’s sake, I didn’t break your hand, but there won’t be a next time."

Yiyi was both angry and shocked; never in her life had she been so humiliated. Gu Qingcheng treated her as a sister, and countless men, in pursuit of Gu Qingcheng, had gone out of their way to please her, making her feel like a lady herself.

But this slap made her realize that she was, after all, just a servant.

Because even Gu Qingcheng looked at her displeasedly, showing no intention of defending her.

In the field, Yang Lingfeng was surprised to see Xiaocao, who was just a Martial Sect. He paused for a moment and said, "This is really laughable. Have all the men and Warriors of the Spirit Spring Sect died, that a mere Martial Sect woman has to fight?"

"Who is she?"

"Don’t know."

"I have some impression that she came here with Senior Brother Chu."

"Impossible, even if Chu Hao doesn’t dare to fight, he shouldn’t let a Martial Sect woman fight for him, this is simply disgraceful to our Spirit Spring Sect," said the disciples of the Spirit Spring Sect, all quite astonished.

Xiaocao’s expression remained calm as she said, "I’m not a disciple of the Spirit Spring Sect; I don’t need to follow your rules."

"In that case, this fight has nothing to do with you, step down!" Yang Lingfeng waved his hand dismissively.

"You shouldn’t have insulted Chu Hao," Xiaocao said calmly, her emotions unreadable.

"Oh, what about it?" Yang Lingfeng laughed loudly, clearly not taking a mere Martial Sect seriously.

"Die!" Xiaocao said flatly and, having spoken, she turned to walk away.

"Haha, you just let me—ugh!" Before Yang Lingfeng could finish his sentence, he suddenly grasped his own throat, his face turning black instantly, and with a thud, he fell to the ground, black blood flowing from his seven orifices, his strong aura vanishing completely.

He was dead, truly dead.

The whole place suddenly fell silent; Yang Lingfeng was truly dead, inexplicably killed by a Martial Sect.

"Stop!" the White-haired Demon Lord shouted angrily, reaching out to grab Xiaocao.

"Older White-haired Man, what are you trying to do?" War Emperor Tianshuang snorted coldly, promptly intercepting the White-haired Demon Lord’s attack.

"Since this woman is not a disciple of the Spirit Spring Sect, what’s wrong with me making a move?" said the White-haired Demon Lord hatefully, Although Yang Lingfeng was not the most talented among the younger generation of the Snowy Plains Sect, his talent and potential were still ranked in the top five. His death was a huge loss.

What he wanted to know even more was how a mere Martial Sect member could have killed a Warrior.

"She is a guest of our Spirit Spring Sect!" declared War Emperor Tianshuang, showing no weakness. With a sweep of his sleeves, a flurry of Ice Arrows shot out, enveloping the heavens and the earth.

Bang, bang, bang, after exchanging a few moves, both War Emperors withdrew their hands and retreated.

The White-haired Demon Lord gestured, retrieving Yang Lingfeng’s body and said coldly, "Let’s start the next match." After all, this was the Spirit Spring Sect, with the terrifying foundation of an Imperial-level power. He could not push too hard.

A young man in purple robes stepped forward, his body unusually tall, like a bamboo pole, and even more bizarre, he had a head of long green hair that fell to his waist.

"Snowy Plains Sect’s Zong Haicheng, Chu Hao, dare you battle with me?" The man walked to the center of the arena and called out loudly. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Although Yang Lingfeng had been poisoned by Xiaocao, the rage in Chu Hao’s heart had not subsided. He looked towards Zong Haicheng, flames of fury shooting from his eyes. His rage could only be extinguished by slaughter.

If the Snowy Plains Sect came to provoke and had killed so many of his fellow disciples, and still wanted to kill more, why shouldn’t he repay them in kind?

All he wanted now was to kill.

"Junior brother, don’t be impulsive," said Dong Wei, hastily stopping him. Everyone knew that Chu Hao’s future achievements were limitless, but he was still too young now, lacking nearly a decade of cultivation compared to the likes of Yue Feng.

Chu Hao firmly pushed his hand away and said, "Second senior brother, trust me!"

Dong Wei paused, but Chu Hao had already entered the circle.

"Chu Hao?" Zong Haicheng looked at him quizzically, his green hair fluttering.

"I am Chu Hao," said Chu Hao, removing his Concealment Jade. He was going to fight openly and righteously.

"Four Springs?" As he got closer, Zong Haicheng accurately sensed Chu Hao’s aura, appearing somewhat surprised because from the information he received, Chu Hao was incredibly young, merely 20 years old.

Reaching Four Springs at the age of 20 was a terrifyingly fast progress. When he was 20, he hadn’t even broken through as a Warrior.

Such a terrifying talent, but fortunately, after today, this person will cease to exist.

"Senior Brother Chu, kill him!"

"You must win!"

The disciples of the Spirit Spring Sect shouted, although they had won a match earlier, Xiaocao was not a disciple of the Spirit Spring Sect, so strictly speaking, that victory did not belong to the Spirit Spring Sect.

Chu Hao nodded and said, "Just one move, and I’ll make him lie down."

Upon hearing his words, the disciples of the Spirit Spring Sect were ignited, desperately cheering him on.

"Hahaha, what a joke, you think you can kill me in one move?" Zong Haicheng sneered coldly. He was a Peak Warrior, and also fused with Eight Springs, his combat power astonishing, how could he be compared to a Four Springs Warrior?

In one move, killing Chu Hao was more like it.

Chu Hao strode towards Zong Haicheng, his gaze fixed tightly on his opponent, his killing intent blazing.

Zong Haicheng’s brows furrowed slightly, suddenly feeling a strong palpitation as if he was not facing a man but a ferocious beast from Ancient Times, filled with terrifying oppressive force.

This made him very uneasy, as if he was just a Four Springs while his opponent was already a super powerhouse with united Eight Springs.

He quickly shook his head, driving the feeling of unease from his mind. Four Springs, no matter how strong, how could it defy the heavens?

"Die!" he roared, as if to embolden himself, and charged towards Chu Hao, throwing a punch straight at Chu Hao’s chest.

Chu Hao did not dodge or evade, merely staring at Zong Haicheng.

Courting death.

Zong Haicheng thought internally. He was a being who had fused with Eight Springs. If his punch hit the heart solidly, not just a Four Springs, even another who is also unified with Eight Springs would be instantly killed.

Bang, his punch landed forcibly right on Chu Hao’s chest, sinking deep.

Zong Haicheng’s mouth couldn’t help but reveal a cold smirk, so much for being the top on the Fledgling Dragon List, just a fool.

Eh, something feels off?

Zong Haicheng, having killed countless people, naturally knew what a punch on a human body felt like, but this time it was distinctly different.

Empty, without any resistance.

What’s going on?

He felt another surge of intense unease rising within him, and just then, he saw Chu Hao punch, a mere half-foot long streak of Starlight flying towards his forehead at an extremely fast pace, so rapid he could only defend with Star Force, unable to block or dodge.

Pu, the Starlight penetrated his body.

Zong Haicheng’s eyes suddenly glazed over, feeling his life force rapidly leaving his body. Before he could even process a thought, he slumped, collapsing to the ground.(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)