This was poison, an extremely potent one. Though Qian Ye was not afraid, he couldn’t stay in it for long. However, with his ancient bloodline and the transformation toward a fire-bathed body, he was almost immune to the poison. If not for the fire-bathed body, even the golden-blooded would succumb to such venom, relying solely on their blood to fight the toxin.
For this lethal poison, any human warrior below the rank of War General would die instantly upon contact, and vampires and werewolves below the rank of Duke could only last a moment longer. The spider demons might fare slightly better, but they would still meet their end.
In terms of lethality, this green breath surpassed even Qian Ye’s domain and life-draining abilities. In a blink, a thousand mercenaries turned into corpses, and half of the Furious Wind’s counterattack force vanished.
The battlefield fell silent, littered with dead bodies. The mercenaries who hadn’t entered the green miasma’s range looked at the sudden death zone before them, feeling as if they were in a nightmare. Suddenly, someone regained their senses, screamed, and fled, causing the entire formation to crumble.
No matter how strong Qian Ye’s domain was, there was always a pattern, a way to resist. But the green breath left no room for survival; anyone who touched it died instantly. How could this not instill fear, even in the bravest of mercenaries?
The commander in the formation shouted again, “Do not fear! She cannot spit out another breath!”
After exhaling the green breath, Little Zhu Ji appeared extremely weakened, her eyes struggling to stay open. It was clear that this poisonous exhalation had drained her considerably.
Even if she couldn’t spit out another breath, the first one hadn’t dissipated yet. Who would dare to step into the deadly zone? Not even to approach.
Hearing the opposing side, Little Zhu Ji grew furious, lifting her small head and yelling, “Who said that? Step forward and see if I can spit you full again!”
Her voice was crisp and full of spirit, spreading in all directions. The morale of the Furious Wind mercenaries plummeted, and the commander didn’t dare to challenge her. One green breath from Little Zhu Ji had killed over a thousand mercenaries. If someone stood before her, what if she had a little bit of green breath left?
Qian Ye patted Little Zhu Ji’s head, saying, “Rest now. You don’t need to do anything more.”
With that, Qian Ye confidently walked through the deadly zone, completely unaffected, heading straight for the Furious Wind’s formation!
Gordu, watching from behind, was shocked and hurried to follow. Seeing Qian Ye pass through the deadly zone with such ease, he assumed it was safe and chose to go straight through. But just a few steps in, he felt a tingling sensation all over his skin, and his nose started bleeding.
Gordu, greatly alarmed, quickly retreated, emerging from the deadly zone, and used all his strength to expel the poison. Moments later, he spat out a mouthful of black, putrid blood, his face returning to normal but his vitality noticeably weakened, clearly injured.
He looked at the putrid blood on the ground, his face filled with terror, realizing how close he had been to serious injury or even death if he hadn’t retreated promptly.
If the deadly zone had been smaller and Little Zhu Ji had concentrated the green breath into one blast, Gordu might have died on the spot.
However, Qian Ye no longer needed Gordu or the primordial warriors. In the midst of the Furious Wind’s formation, he expanded his domain, and a large number of mercenaries fell. Drawing from their previous experience, many mercenaries charged into Qian Ye’s domain to share the burden. But as they struggled against the pressure, a thin red line suddenly pierced their chests, and their vision went black.
A wave of life-draining swept through, and over a hundred more corpses surrounded Qian Ye. Although the number of red lines was limited, they targeted the most vibrant mercenaries, leaving the weaker ones. This dealt a severe blow to the Furious Wind’s fighting power.
The commander, hiding among the mercenaries, tried to find an opportunity to attack. But every time he approached Qian Ye, he retreated like a spooked bird.
Facing such a cunning opponent, Qian Ye felt a bit helpless, but it didn’t matter. If the commander dared to get close, Qian Ye still had a Primordial Gun, combined with Void Flash, ensuring he could chase him to the death. If he didn’t get close, Qian Ye would continue to slaughter the nearby mercenaries.
In a flash, the defeat of the Furious Wind was evident. Even the fiercest mercenaries lost their courage when they saw their comrades fall. Someone shouted, and the surviving mercenaries began to flee en masse. They didn’t look back, and no one covered their retreat. The slower ones were killed, giving the faster ones a chance to escape. This was the ancient wisdom of the herd, cruel but practical.
Facing the fleeing mercenaries, Qian Ye found it difficult to act. There weren’t many left in his field of vision. Even the most ordinary mercenaries displayed incredible speed and strength in their desperate escape.
Qian Ye stopped, gathered his origin power, and his thunderous voice echoed across the vast area. Even the mercenaries who had fled the farthest heard his words, resonating in their ears: “Whoever dares to touch my people, I will exterminate you all! Be wise and leave the group. From now on, I will kill any Furious Wind mercenary I see!”
“You…” came the distant, enraged voice of the commander. He had wanted to say a few harsh words before leaving, but Qian Ye’s actions were too extreme. He couldn’t think of a response, and by the time he could, he had already fled far away, unable to convey his words to Qian Ye.
Qian Ye took a deep breath, his face turning flushed, entering a boiling blood state. The refined blood from the life-drain burned, and his vital energy rapidly recovered.
When Gordu arrived in front of Qian Ye, Qian Ye had fully recovered, at least on the surface. Gordu looked at Qian Ye, then at Little Zhu Ji, and finally sighed, knowing he couldn’t take Zhu Ji away. Qian Ye’s treatment of the Furious Wind made it clear that he would show no mercy to anyone who threatened Zhu Ji.
Gordu led his clan silently into the depths of the Black Forest. Qian Ye, meanwhile, headed in another direction with the little one.
“What’s over there?” Little Zhu Ji asked.
“There are the mercenaries’ camps. I need to burn them.”
“Okay.” The little one nodded, about to fall asleep.
“How did you learn to use poison?”
“After eating that fruit last time, I knew how to do it when I woke up.”
Little Zhu Ji’s answer left Qian Ye speechless. Her talent was enviable. Humans had to work hard to master their combat skills, and some powerful abilities required taking great risks. For instance, Qian Ye’s Tai Xuan Bing Fa Jue, while fast in cultivation and powerful with its domain, could crush him if his physical strength wasn’t strong enough.
Little Zhu Ji’s green breath was so powerful, yet she only needed to sleep to understand it, a natural instinct ingrained in her bloodline.
Little Zhu Ji’s bloodline originated from Count Stuka. Yet, when Qian Ye and Zhao Yuying battled Stuka, the spider demon count’s innate poison didn’t seem particularly powerful. But in Little Zhu Ji, it was tenfold stronger.
Comparing the two, Qian Ye could only sigh.
Moments later, Qian Ye and Little Zhu Ji emerged from the Black Forest, reaching the mercenaries’ camp. Inside, chaos reigned as people ran around, some packing in a panic, others waving weapons and shouting to teach Qian Ye a lesson.
Many Furious Wind mercenaries had already returned to the camp, but Qian Ye arrived quickly. They only had time to relay the news of their defeat before Qian Ye showed up.
Ignoring the scavenger-like mercenaries, Qian Ye shattered the camp gate with one sword and walked in.
Soon, three camps were ablaze, including the lumberyard, with flames reaching tens of meters high, illuminating the sky. Amid the raging fire, Qian Ye walked out, leaving no living souls behind.
“Now, where are we going?”
“Home.”
“I’ll sleep first. I’m so tired.” Little Zhu Ji yawned widely.
Qian Ye got on his motorcycle, fired up the engine, and sped off into the endless wasteland.
Not long after, the news of the disastrous defeat reached Nan Qing City. The city lord sat quietly, unmoved as the Furious Wind’s front-line commander reported the entire battle.
When the commander finished, the meeting room fell into a deathly silence. Everyone knew that Qian Ye’s threat wasn’t just aimed at the Furious Wind. The question was, how likely was it to be fulfilled?
After a long pause, the city lord of Nan Qing finally spoke, “He calls himself Qian Ye?”
“Yes.”
Another long silence followed, and the city lord of Nan Qing finally said, “Report this to the Spider Emperor. Alright, you may all leave now!”
Once the room was empty, the city lord of Nan Qing exhaled, muttering, “Qian Ye, Qian Ye…”
Qian Ye had traveled a vast distance and now approached the edge of the land. The terrain here was no longer flat, starting to undulate. In the distance, towering mountain ranges loomed, their peaks piercing the clouds, and occasional lightning flashed between them, accompanied by the sound of thunder. It was an extremely perilous place.
At the edge of the land, the void and the natural barrier clashed, creating unstable space, with frequent void storms. The mountains, constantly cut, torn, and squeezed by the void storms, had become impassable. Sometimes, a peak could reach several thousand meters high.
Beyond these peaks lay the true edge of the land, where storms raged constantly, flinging anything caught in them into the endless void.
Most of the Eastern Sea Continent and the Neutral Lands originated from the fallen Void Valley Star, and their edges were much less stable. The twenty-seven major continents, however, were much more stable, with stronger barriers and calmer borders.
Staring at the distant peaks, Qian Ye’s face became more serious. The environment here was too harsh, and it posed a danger even to him. He had to be cautious.
He came here because of the third piece of information he bought from the captain, indicating that a vampire warship had crashed here. Qian Ye wanted to know why the Eternal Night vampires would come here with a large ship.
One of the rulers of the Neutral Lands, the Blood Throne, was said to have a deep-seated hatred for the twelve ancient clans, killing any vampire on sight. With the Broken Flowing Years, he could instantly kill dukes and below, and even princes would struggle to survive. Thus, Eternal Night vampires rarely ventured into the Neutral Lands.
What plan did the vampires have this time? Their appearance in the Neutral Lands at this moment seemed too coincidental.
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