Supreme Emptiness-Chapter 379 - Entering the Poison Mist

Chapter 379: Chapter 379 Entering the Poison Mist

Chapter 379 -379 Entering the Poison Mist

The target of that Fog Demon seemed to be to dominate this Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice.

How could it not leave some tricks on it?

Taking it won’t be easy.

A quarter of an hour later.

Under the tense watch of everyone, Xue Wanchong finally found the center of the Poison Mist.

There was where the Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice was located.

Lu Xiunian’s lips curled up: “It’s done!”

“It seems Xue Wanchong is indeed more skillful!”

“Such a terrifying Poison Mist, and he could persist for a quarter of an hour. It’s truly unbelievable!”

He was very thankful.

For inviting Xue Wanchong, who had the bloodline of an Ancient Giant.

Otherwise, solving the trouble here would have been a distant dream.

Poof—

Suddenly.

The center of the Poison Mist erupted like a volcano.

A dense mass of Poison Mist, almost substantial in form, suddenly spewed out!

It was ten times thicker than the surrounding mist!

So dense it was frightening!

As it fell, it quickly fused with the original Poison Mist, causing its density to rise drastically.

In an instant, Xue Wanchong’s screams could be heard.

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His massive figure came rushing back along the Black Iron Soft Silk.

The momentum like a scared giant elephant.

Soon.

Xue Wanchong broke out of the Poison Mist.

His appearance made everyone’s scalp tingle with fear.

His entire body was covered in countless rotting patches, densely packed together.

Not an inch of his skin was intact.

The most horrifying part was his hands.

All flesh was gone, leaving only bloody bone claws.

If it weren’t for his Ancient Giant bloodline’s protection, even his bones would have been corroded into nothing.

Just as he ran out.

He lost his strength and fell heavily to the ground.

Upon a closer look, his eyes were blurry, showing he had inhaled too much Poison Mist and was now unconscious.

He had relied solely on sheer willpower to make it back.

Lu Xiunian was horrified.

He quickly took out a superior Healing Pill and stuffed it into Xue Wanchong’s mouth.

Only then did Xue Wanchong gradually regain consciousness, successfully saving a life.

“What happened?” Lu Xiunian asked in shock and uncertainty.

Xue Wanchong replied with difficulty: “Under that Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice, there was a mass of liquefied Poison Mist.”

“When I moved it, it erupted.”

“If I hadn’t promptly activated the Ancient Giant bloodline, blocking ninety percent of the Poison Mist, I would have become a pool of blood.”

What?

Lu Xiunian cursed: “That damned Fog Demon!”

He looked once more at the significantly denser Poison Mist and said: “Xie Liushu, do you still dare to go down?”

Xie Liushu hesitated slightly.

“I’ll give it a try.”

He downed several bottles of prepared Detoxification Spirit Liquid, took a deep breath, and approached the edge of the Poison Mist.

He extended a finger into it.

Hisssss——

The sound of intense corrosion on metal immediately resounded.

Feeling a shock, Xie Liushu quickly retracted his hand.

With a pained gasp.

His finger was so corroded that it was a bloody mess.

Xie Liushu staggered back in fright, away from the Poison Mist, still shaken: “The toxicity of the Poison Mist has increased several times.”

“This junior can do nothing more!”

The Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice was indeed enticing.

But you’d need your life to claim it!

The explosion of the Poison Mist had surpassed far beyond what he could bear.

Lu Xiunian’s face was dark as water.

Xue Wanchong was injured, Xie Liushu was helpless.

The Poison Mist had erupted again, soon to contaminate even deeper into the mine.

“The sky is falling!” Lu Xiunian sighed to the heavens.

These mines accounted for thirty percent of the Supreme Sect’s Crystal Stones!

He didn’t dare imagine what kind of cataclysm would follow if news of the mines’ destruction got back to the sect!

He would be the first to bear the brunt as the elder sent to handle the matter.

He couldn’t shirk the blame!

A suffocating sense of impending doom made his vision darken, his steps stagger.

At that moment.

A soft voice reached his ear: “Let me try.”

Hmm?

Lu Xiunian steadied himself, realizing it was Jiang Fan. The bit of light that had just risen in his eyes dimmed again.

“Xie Liushu and Xue Wanchong couldn’t do it, what can you do?”

Jiang Fan didn’t respond.

He walked straight to the edge of the Poison Mist, rolled up his sleeves, and extended his arm into it.

A wave of heat surged over.

The Poison Mist infiltrated his body through his pores, but before it could wreak any havoc within Jiang Fan’s body.

It was absorbed by the Poison Pill inside him.

Three breaths later.

Jiang Fan withdrew his arm, still fair and unscathed, without even a trace of burning.

“Should be no problem.”

This sight made Lu Xiunian’s old eyes gradually widen, his oppressive mood turning to sheer joy.

“You… you are really resistant to poison?”

Xie Liushu’s face looked as if he’d seen a ghost: “Is it real?”

“Has this guy practiced Poison Techniques?”

The injured Xue Wanchong raised his head in shock, his eyes wide like bronze bells.

“How is he unscathed?”

“Can it be that my Ancient Giant bloodline is inferior to his Poison Techniques?”

The Supreme Sect outpost disciples who had lost all hope erupted in cheers.

“There’s still hope! Our mining area still has hope!”

Lu Xiunian’s eyebrows lit up with joy.

He approached eagerly: “Jiang Fan, quick, please remove that Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice.”

“As long as you take it away, the Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice is yours to dispose of!”

But Jiang Fan didn’t rush. He said, “Elder Lu, have you forgotten there are two terms to my condition?”

“The Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice is just one of them.”

Lu Xiunian then remembered, Jiang Fan had another demand.

And that was to split the territory of the Supreme Sect with the Green Cloud Sect.

“That’s impossible!” Lu Xiunian said firmly.

“Even if I agree, the Sect Master won’t consent!”

Jiang Fan, with hands behind his back, looked at the heavily infested mining area and said:

“I think the Supreme Sect Master would want you to agree, knowing the current situation.”

“After all, losing the entire mining area versus losing only half, even a child could make such a simple choice.”

This…

Lu Xiunian hesitated.

Qin Wangchuan shook his head: “What a fool.”

“Consider what will happen if you watch the entire mining area get destroyed and then return to the sect.”

Gasp!

Lu Xiunian shuddered.

Only then did he realize the crux of the matter.

Perhaps his decision to cede half the territory would invoke the sect’s displeasure.

But, missing the chance to salvage half of it would incur the sect’s thunderous wrath.

The severity of each consequence was evident!

“Fine! I agree!”

Jiang Fan gave a slight smile.

He took out pen and paper, drafting the agreement on the spot.

With Lu Xiunian signing as the elder in charge of the mining area’s Poison Mist issue, the Supreme Sect couldn’t deny the agreement.

With both parties’ signatures, Jiang Fan smiled again.

“Wait for my good news!”

He grabbed one end of the Black Iron Soft Silk, tying it around his waist.

Then, calmly, he took out the Heavenly Silkworm Silk and tied one end to a rock.

He wouldn’t trust his life to something belonging to others.

Heavenly Mountain Silk, tried in real combat, was far more reliable.

With thorough preparations,

He leaped into the Poison Mist.

The Poison Mist, which scalded the skin, surged over him.

It entered through his pores, mouth, nose, and ears, infiltrating every part!

But once inside Jiang Fan’s body, it was all absorbed by the Poison Pill.

Jiang Fan held the compass, quickly advancing in the direction indicated by the needle.

In just a short time.

He reached the center of the Poison Mist without a hitch.

Then he saw the slightly displaced Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice.

It was about the size of a baby’s head, round and emitting an incredibly chilling aura.

Streams of Seven-colored Poison Mist constantly emanated from it.

At the original location of the Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice, some liquefied Seven-colored Poison Mist remained.

This was what had trapped Xue Wanchong earlier.

“It’s my good fortune,” Jiang Fan smiled faintly.

He bent to pick up the Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice.

But, the Poison Mist behind him suddenly moved strangely.

An irregular mass of Poison Mist thrust out a claw and fiercely stabbed at Jiang Fan’s back!

Silent, invisible.

Leaving Jiang Fan no time to react!