Chapter 475: Sensation

The figure that struck was extremely domineering, with power approaching that of a thousand Zun.

The one-eyed man was savoring the sound of Wang Jianming’s massacre, as if he hadn’t enjoyed such a sound in a long time.

Just as the opponent’s palm force was about to reach him, the one-eyed man finally reacted.

He quickly grabbed the Wang Jian Ming sword hidden behind his back, straightened his chest, and rushed forward to confront this opponent.

Bang!

The force of the attacker’s strike was completely absorbed by the armored opponent’s single eye.

The one-eyed man took a big step backward, let out a muffled hum as he looked at his armor, which was now covered with countless tiny cracks—but it didn’t shatter.

The one-eyed man swept his large hand over the armor, and the fragments on it immediately reassembled.

The person who made the move was an ordinary human. One of his eyes was hollow and missing the eyeball, with blue light flickering inside. The other eye was unusually bright, possessing a piercing clarity that seemed capable of seeing through one’s soul.

The attacker failed to kill Wang Jianming. A flash of blue light appeared in his eyes as he asked in a deep voice, “Is the person in your hand from this era?”

The one-eyed man sized up the other person and coldly said, “What, do you want to take it by force?”

“You had the chance to crush him, so why did you torment him instead?” The person who had attacked also realized something was amiss.

They were all people who had been reborn after death, and their only hope was true resurrection.

Only those who have experienced death truly understand how precious life is.

The one-eyed man didn’t kill the other person immediately but instead began tormenting them, which felt somewhat off.

The one-eyed man held the king’s sword in his hand, shook it a few times, and said, “The one who gave me this sword told me to torture this person to death, so I’m just carrying out his order?”

“What’s going on here?” The person who had acted was even more confused.

Who in the world has such an extraordinary interest, choosing not to resurrect themselves but instead giving the chance of life to someone else? Has he gone crazy?

“That person is from this era; he gave me my life. Of course, you can take him from me if you wish, but you must prove yourself worthy. My cultivation might be inferior to yours, but the armor-making techniques of the One-Eyed Clan are unparalleled; if you want to kill me, you’ll have to pay a heavy price. If you go to seek that person, you might only need to deliver a message to obtain someone from this era.”

“Is he a butcher? I like that.” The person who spoke up exclaimed excitedly: “Seeing human lives as mere ants… Hehe, I actually encountered a kindred spirit. It’ll be even more fun killing him. Where is he? Hurry up and tell me.”

The one-eyed man laughed heartily at the other and said, “Friend, I think you’d better try using WeChat or something else to make the exchange. I dare say your strength is absolutely no match for his.”

“What, is this not an opponent?” The person who had attacked laughed loudly and said, “I’m known as the Butcher, having killed countless Emperors, and even many stronger than me. There’s no one I can’t kill. Now tell me, which direction did he go?”

The one-eyed man didn’t say much more, pointing in the direction Lu Yu had chased after.

The butcher glanced over, nodded at the one-eyed man, and said, “Wait for me to kill that person, and then I’ll come find you again. It seems many people have revived here; I can taste blood once more.”

The butcher left.

The one-eyed man pressed Wang Jianming onto the ground again and said, “Carry on; you’ve only broken four finger bones so far, there are still so many bones left in your body!”

“Devil, you devil! I curse you to die a terrible death! And Lu Yu, I curse you to die an even worse death than mine!” Wang Jianming trembled, unable to even summon the strength to bite his own tongue.

“Ahh!”

Wang Jianming let out a scream of agony and fainted from the pain once again.

“People these days are really not resilient at all; they faint so easily,” sighed the one-eyed man, shaking Wang Jianming awake with ease. “I noticed that your hatred toward Lu Yu is quite intense. If he can bring you back to life once, he can do it again. Did you see that person just now? I think when he can’t defeat Lu Yu, he’ll definitely offer some information in exchange for someone else. I suspect you might get resurrected one more time; wait until then to curse again.”

Wang Jianming’s face turned green, he would rather be scared to death right now.

Lu Yu felt a surge of excitement upon receiving information about the One-Eyed. He hadn’t expected to encounter the One-Eyed tribe so soon after entering this place.

The One-Eyed Clan’s abilities are too powerful. This might be one of the reasons that attracted the Data Devastation.

The strongest one-eyed person would be King Zun, which was indeed beyond his expectation.

However, now that Lu Yu thought about it, he also felt a bit of a headache.

He wants to resurrect the father of Huo Wu, Xue Ji, plus this King Zun, how much would that cost?

Although thinking about these things would cost a lot.

Now is not the time to be thinking about these things.

Lu Yu followed his memory to search and was already approaching the area where the毒龙 (toxic dragon) was located.

The places passed along the way had not changed much.

Occasionally, he could spot one or two wild animals. However, the animals did not approach him, nor did he have any intention of getting close to them.

Lu Yu discovered that the area around the毒龙’s domain had already changed completely, thousands of miles before he approached it.

The area covered by the toxic gas has expanded too much. Here, both the sky and the ground are shrouded in pitch-black mist, making it impossible for you to see even a mile ahead.

This place, shrouded in dark energy, is barren and lifeless; even the mountains and rocks are black, emitting toxic fumes.

The endless mountains seemed to be burning with black flames, devoid of trees or grass, only jagged rocks.

Lu Yu could see that the area covered in black mist was actually expanding outward, bit by bit.

Although the speed is not fast, it is very clear to the naked eye.

Lu Yu stood at the edge and inadvertently inhaled a whiff of toxic gas.

“Uh.”

Lu Yu spat out a large mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.

Then he felt as if his internal organs were being gnawed by thousands of ants, as though his body had been hollowed out completely.

In that instant, Lu Yu felt as if his body had been completely devoured from within, leaving nothing at all—no sensation, no existence.

Lu Yu’s Poison Dragon Body immediately activated, beginning to devour the massive amounts of poison that had entered his body.

Is this the venom of the Poisonous Dragon?

Lu Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression one of great surprise.

At that time, he didn’t dwell much on just how powerful the毒龙 truly was; it was the fire dancer’s vitality that supported him through the most dangerous period.

After all these years, the potency of this poison still hasn’t diminished.

He hadn’t grown stronger, nor had he become weaker. Back then, he had clearly endured it; the Ten-Thousand-Poison Body should have neutralized this poison.

But standing here now, I realize nothing has really changed, not even standing at the edge.

“This is the venom of the Poisonous Dragon, a toxin that can never be neutralized,” Lu Yu said, extending one hand into the poisonous gas, his body trembling slightly.

The toxic gas around immediately seeped into Lu Yu’s arms like tiny snakes, and then dark lines rapidly moved upward along his blood vessels.

At the same time, the area invaded by the black line saw flesh and blood turn into black water, while star bones were corroded, leaving behind specks of dim, ashen gray.

Inside Lu Yu’s body, the Toxic Dragon Body was also stirring, devouring the dark lines and transforming them into thin tendrils of black mist that coiled around his body, eventually forming a dense layer of dragon scales.

The black mist from outside fell upon Lu Yu, and upon contact with the dragon scales, it emitted a faint vibrating sound.

Dark qi from the outside, like venomous snakes, tried to penetrate his body. However, the dragon scales emitted a black light that surged forth, crushing each snake into pieces. “What’s going on here?”

None of Lu Yu’s materials mention anything about the occurrence of this phenomenon.

“There are too few complete Dulong bodies; this phenomenon might even be considered a certain ability of the Dulong, which is why no one is willing to disclose it.”

Lu Yu murmured to himself, trying to capture this change.

However, Lu Yu still failed.

This change seemed to occur naturally, and he could not detect any strangeness in it.

The king of all poisons, this is an incurable toxin.

Either you can suppress him, or you will never be able to resolve it.

Lu Yu walked into the toxic mist and took another breath of the poisonous gas at the edge.

The Poisonous Dragon Body rotated, reducing the damage somewhat, but it continued to corrode the internal organs.

Lu Yu took a step forward into the toxic gas. The demonic energy surged around him, and the swirling poison gas emitted thunder-like vibrations.

This time, it’s really a life-or-death gamble.

The battle against the poison dragon is one where you either win or perish.

He needed to breathe, so his body was constantly being corroded from within.

Such pain was suppressing his ability to perform at his best.

His current attack power can exert at most seventy percent.

To slay the poison dragon, one must use poison against poison.

Otherwise, he could have used the Fire God’s Wrath transformation to resist the poison.

No weapons, no skills—only brute force will do. Otherwise, one cannot possibly obtain the venom of the Poisonous Dragon.

Who the hell made these rules.

Under the suppression of his power, can he still defeat the tyrannical Poisonous Dragon?

“It must be completed,” Lu Yu muttered through gritted teeth as he pressed forward.

His back figure gradually disappeared into the black mist.

At this moment, the butcher arrived here in pursuit.

He could track a certain scent and was certain that the person he was pursuing was the one the Cyclops had indicated.

He was crossing over one mountain after another when he suddenly stopped in horror.

The dark mist before their eyes blotted out the sky, and the sight of thousands of miles of desolate land was truly terrifying.

The butcher immediately sensed something was wrong. This wasn’t black fog—it was poison!

“Poisonous dragon, there’s a poisonous dragon here!”

The butcher stood on the distant mountain, taking a sharp breath of cold air, almost unable to believe what he was seeing before him.

Only a venomous dragon could create such a vast toxic area.

If someone were to enter here, it would probably be for the sake of the venomous dragon.

“He’s not dead.” The butcher immediately looked at the prompt in front of him; Lu Yu was still alive.

Then the only possibility for someone to walk in alive would be that they have already reached the ultimate stage of the Poison Dragon Body.

“Is he going to fight the Poisonous Dragon?” The butcher’s mind raced with countless thoughts, and suddenly he realized—he was no match for this person.

“It seems my only chance is really to sell something to this person.”

The butcher felt a sense of powerlessness.

If Lu Yu had any other ability, he would dare to take action.

It’s precisely the poison, this most terrifying ability—how many people can resist it!

The butcher stood still, staring at the boundless black mist that connected heaven and earth, and said, “Don’t you dare die, or my anticipation will be in vain.”

As the butcher spoke, several more figures approached the area—some were giants towering nearly ten zhang tall, others were ordinary humans, and some were monstrous humanoids with four arms and three eyes.

They were all people with different abilities to track others, which allowed them to pursue here.

There are more than ten individuals recognized as the Supreme among the Thousand Lords, among whom a peculiar four-armed, three-eyed figure possesses strength approaching two thousand Lords.

The first one they saw was the butcher.

Pair after pair of eyes were fixed on the butcher.

A cold voice asked, “Did you kill that man?”

The butcher looked at the other person, shook his head, and pointed toward the toxic fog, saying, “He went in there.”

“What?”