Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1207 - 1132: Five Poison Evil Qi

"Impossible, how could you destroy the Five Poison Evil Qi I painstakingly crafted!"

Instantly, the black Qi wrapped around the house, emitting a piercing scream.

Ye Qingfeng’s expression was calm, his gaze icy. This can be considered Five Poison Evil Qi? The Evil Yin Qi in the hands of this old crone was simply a waste; his spiritual energy naturally suppressed this evil black Qi.

At this moment, from the black Qi in the house, an old crone slowly emerged. Her face full of wrinkles, eyes elongated, body shrouded in black mist.

Seeing the old crone appear, Piao Xue and Little Yue trembled. It’s this old crone who brought them endless nightmares.

Under the immense shadow in their hearts, Piao Xue and Little Yue’s expressions changed slightly. This old crone brought them so much fear. They glanced at Ye Qingfeng; the strength of this man gave them confidence, allowing them to regain composure.

"You’re the one who lifted my curse? Good, very good, young man, you’re quite bold to come looking for trouble!" the old crone coldly stared at Ye Qingfeng, speaking in a low tone.

"Die!"

Ye Qingfeng, with cold eyes, couldn’t be bothered to speak further, his figure moved straight towards the old crone.

The old crone’s gaze suddenly focused; seeing Ye Qingfeng act without a word, she hesitated no more. Her body surged with black Qi, and with a wave of her right hand, a stream of black Qi immediately rushed towards Ye Qingfeng.

"Humph, foolish boy who doesn’t know death!"

Ye Qingfeng didn’t answer, and with One Sword, strikes towards the incoming black Qi. His flying sword shone brightly, instantly dispersing the black Qi, causing the old crone to scream sharply, her body erupting with black Qi, fiercely attacking Ye Qingfeng.

The old crone’s strength was indeed impressive; she had already reached the level of Peak War General, on the same tier as Mountain River Sect’s Gai Tiangao. Coupled with the layers of black Qi entwined around her, it’s likely that Gai Tiangao wouldn’t be a match for this old crone.

Her weapon was her nails. Her fingernails were more than ten centimeters long, black, and cultivated by Evil Yin Qi, making them extremely hard, sharper than ordinary swords.

The key lies in the Yin Poisonous Gas contained on them. Once wounded by her nails, an average person would immediately suffer a severe injury, at least needing spiritual power to suppress the Evil Yin Qi in the wound, dramatically reducing their spiritual power.

However, this Evil Yin Qi had no effect on Ye Qingfeng; his spiritual power could suppress these things. But Ye Qingfeng had also seen monks who truly absorbed Evil Yin Qi. When their Evil Yin Qi erupted, no grass would grow within hundreds of li. At that point, it would no longer be suppressed by spiritual energy.

Indeed, monks would also be suppressed by his Evil Yin Qi.

In conclusion, this old crone was still too weak. In Ye Qingfeng’s eyes, she was just too weak!

Ye Qingfeng’s flying sword in his hand suddenly turned, striking backward at the old crone’s arm. The old crone wanted to evade but was far slower compared to Ye Qingfeng.

Nonetheless, the old crone reacted quickly, twisting her body to narrowly dodge Ye Qingfeng’s One Sword, which could have severed her arm, leaving only a scar on her back.

The old crone’s face changed frantically, retreating to the door of the black Qi-filled house, surprisingly shouted: "How is this possible, how can you be immune to Five Poison Evil Qi, and how can your strength be so formidable, how could someone so young possess such terrifying power? Could it be that I’ve been so long out of the world that there’s such a powerful genius in the mortal world?"

Ye Qingfeng coldly stared at the old crone, not answering.

Suddenly, the old crone’s face changed, like realizing something. She exclaimed: "Could you be a genius from the Ancient Martial World?"

Her heart was immediately filled with fear. If this person was indeed from the Ancient Martial World, then her death today was almost certain, for geniuses from the Ancient Martial World were surely protected by elders from their sect.

Those masters from the Ancient Martial World were not ones she could challenge. Even if she had cards left to play, in front of masters from the Ancient Martial World, her trump cards were quite inadequate.

"I’m not!"

Ye Qingfeng shook his head, speaking blandly.

Hearing Ye Qingfeng’s words, the old crone finally sighed in relief, as long as this person wasn’t from the Ancient Martial World.

A cold smile crossed her heart, this person was still too young. As long as he didn’t clarify, she indeed had some hesitations about killing him, but now knowing he’s not from the Ancient Martial World, she no longer had to fear.

Young people still lack some experiences and composure.

"You’re too foolish. Since you’re not from the Ancient Martial World, you can die by my hand!" the old crone sneered. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"Alright!"

Ye Qingfeng smiled calmly, keeping hold of the flying sword, walking step by step towards the old crone. Just a Peak War General, where did she get her confidence?

To kill Ye Qingfeng, an old crone like this, indeed confident!

Seeing Ye Qingfeng’s confident demeanor, the old crone suddenly felt intensely uneasy. This young man is truly absurdly powerful; clashing head-on is indeed unwise.

The old crone’s figure moved, quickly retreating, her stooped body swiftly entering the black Qi-tinged room, disappearing into the darkness.

Ye Qingfeng coldly stepped inside.

"Master!" Little Yue couldn’t help but call out.

Ye Qingfeng’s figure paused slightly.

"Be careful, this old crone has many tricks!" Little Yue reminded.

The strength of this old crone was too formidable; they couldn’t interfere in this battle.

Ye Qingfeng didn’t answer, stepping inside the house. Just a Peak War General, he didn’t need to worry too much.

But Little Yue’s reminder left Ye Qingfeng feeling a bit strange. He and Little Yue, along with Piao Xue, were merely associates, Ye Qingfeng hadn’t really put them in his heart, merely treating them as subordinates.

Ye Qingfeng clearly perceived that Little Yue genuinely cared for him.

Ye Qingfeng, gripping the flying sword, boldly stepped inside, his figure also vanishing into the darkness.

The black Qi in this house was conjured by the old crone. Fighting within would greatly boost her strength; Ye Qingfeng charging in like this was indeed audacious.

"Sister, do you think Master will be alright?" Little Yue worriedly asked, looking at the house.

"Why worry about him? If he dies, we’d be completely free, and we could live normal lives." Piao Xue’s lovely face appears calm as she questioned back.

Little Yue was slightly startled, only then realizing, yes, their curses have been lifted. If Ye Qingfeng died now, wouldn’t they gain freedom?

"But if Ye Qingfeng dies, that old crone surely won’t spare us. We’d also die here." Little Yue reasoned.

"What if they perish together?" Piao Xue asked again.

Little Yue’s heart paused, a hint of hesitation crossing her charming face. Finally, she spoke quietly: "I still don’t want Master to die. We’ve worked as assassins for so many years, we’ve long ceased to be ordinary people. It was Master who taught us the cultivation magic formulas and provided the medicine liquid for cultivation. Sister, we’re Martial Artists, you should know how precious those magic formulas and medicine liquid are. For Master to be so good to us, I really don’t want him to die."