Chapter 287: Chapter 207: The Path of the Fake Pill (Part 2)
The next moment, the rock wall exploded, and a behemoth burst out.
BOOM!
Qin Xuan rolled aside, and a sudden realization struck him.
’My chance to form a Fake Pill is here!’
Turning his head, he heard a rustling sound from not far away.
An unnerving, grating sound echoed through the Secret Realm.
It was a gigantic, crimson centipede, stretching several dozen meters in length.
"A Tier Three Peak Demon Beast, the Red Armored Poison Centipede!"
The color drained from Miao Hongrui’s face.
"How is this possible? How could there be another Demon Beast here?!"
Xiong Hanshan, shocked and enraged, barely managed to raise his greatsword to block.
BAM!
A clang like metal striking metal rang out, sending sparks flying.
The Red Armored Poison Centipede’s mandibles opened and closed. It shook its head, completely unfazed.
The might of the Blood Flame Sword had only left a faint white mark on its body.
"Run! This Red Armored Poison Centipede must have been drawn by the Five Poison Toad’s Miasma! It’s been lying in wait for a long time, planning to ambush us while our guards are down and we’re weakened..."
"We’re no match for it!"
Xiong Hanshan said through gritted teeth.
A mocking glint appeared in the Red Blood Centipede’s crimson compound eyes. Its hundred-plus blood-red legs moved in unison, its speed astonishingly fast, like a bolt of red lightning.
SWISH SWISH SWISH!
It left deep gashes in the ground wherever it passed. In an instant, it was beside the two of them, its mandibles aiming straight for Xiong Hanshan’s neck.
"Damn it! This beast is highly intelligent! It knows to strike first to gain the upper hand!"
Xiong Hanshan had just used [Burning Blood] and was in a weakened state, his movements a beat too slow.
Although he avoided a fatal blow, the mandibles viciously tore a chunk of flesh from his shoulder blade, sending excruciating pain through him.
"Senior Brother Xiong, I’ll help you!"
Miao Hongrui waved her delicate hand, scattering a large cloud of eerie green poison mist.
However, the Red Blood Centipede was itself a highly venomous creature with extremely high resistance, so the poison mist’s effect was greatly diminished.
Its hundred legs moved as one, and countless sharp blade-like auras swept toward the two like a storm.
WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!
The situation was critical. It looked as if they were about to perish!
"Fuck! It’s just a pure-blooded beast. Does it really think I’m an easy target?"
Xiong Hanshan’s eyes turned crimson. With a furious roar, the Blood Qi around his body began to boil.
"Divine Power: Demon Corpse Transformation!"
ROAR!
Xiong Hanshan let out a howl that was neither human nor beast.
The half-torso of the Iron-Armored Demon Bear underwent a bizarre transformation, fusing further with his own flesh and blood. A dense mixture of Demon Qi and foul Corpse Aura spread out, turning everything in its path pitch black.
At that moment, he seemed to transform into a true Ancient Demon Corpse, his lifespan and Essence Blood burning away violently.
His power and defense instantly returned to their peak, and were perhaps even stronger.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
Xiong Hanshan’s fists turned iron-black. Brimming with an aura that could tear through anything, he ferociously smashed them down on the Red Blood Centipede’s head.
"Ten Thousand Poison God-Binder, Hah!"
On the other side, Miao Hongrui had also been pushed to a dead end.
She let out a sharp cry as the clothes on her back tore apart, and four spectral spider legs made of ghastly white bone and energy emerged!
She opened her mouth and spat out a ghastly white spiderweb that blotted out the sky, entangled with the wails of countless Resentful Spirits.
Status Divine Power: God-Binding Net!
The web was not physical; it was more of a dual attack on the Divine Soul and with the Poison Element. Once ensnared, not only would one’s Flesh Body be corroded by the virulent poison, but their Divine Soul would also be torn apart and bound by the Resentful Spirits.
Her face instantly turned pale. Clearly, casting this technique placed an enormous burden on her.
The Red Blood Centipede was forcefully halted by Xiong Hanshan’s [Demon Corpse Transformation]. Its movements froze for a moment, and it was immediately caught fast by Miao Hongrui’s [Ten Thousand Poison God-Binding Net].
"ROAR!"
The mighty Red Blood Centipede, a Purple Mansion Peak beast, let out a pained screech, its body twisting violently.
Its crimson shell rapidly dimmed under the corrosion of the poison web and the Resentful Spirits, giving off plumes of green smoke.
Xiong Hanshan seized the opportunity, his iron fists in their Demon Corpse state raining down like a torrential storm on the centipede’s head and vital joints.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
After more than a dozen consecutive punches, the centipede’s head was finally smashed to a pulp. Its massive body twitched a few times and then fell still.
"Phew..."
The battle was over. Xiong Hanshan and Miao Hongrui let out a long breath, collapsing to the ground almost simultaneously.
Exiting the [Demon Corpse Transformation] state, Xiong Hanshan looked as if he had been drained of all his essence. He was gaunt and withered, his aura plummeting to rock bottom as he coughed up blood unceasingly.
The spectral spider legs on Miao Hongrui’s back dissipated. The backlash from the [Ten Thousand Poison God-Binding Net] had also left her severely injured. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and the scales on her serpentine body had lost their luster.
The two lay paralyzed on the ground, finding it difficult to even lift a finger. Their eyes were filled with the relief of having survived a disaster.
Don’t be fooled by how easily the two of them seemed to handle the Purple Mansion Peak Red Armored Poison Centipede. This was only possible because they combined the power of their Positional Divine Techniques.
If they had been a step slower, they would have been the ones to die!
"Senior Brother Xiong, it’s all thanks to you this time. Otherwise, I would have perished here," Miao Hongrui said in a delicate voice.
However, a flash of wariness and killing intent flickered in the depths of her eyes.
’If I kill Senior Brother Xiong now, won’t Qin Xuan and the Red Armored Poison Centipede both be mine?’
"Junior Sister Miao, I advise you to give up on your unrealistic fantasies. My Cultivation is higher than yours. If we were to really fight, my chances of winning would be greater."
Xiong Hanshan snorted coldly, seeing right through Miao Hongrui’s thoughts.
"Senior Brother Xiong, what are you saying? We are both Altar Masters of the Corpse Refining Hall. Why would we kill each other?"
Miao Hongrui gave an awkward laugh, making a decision in an instant.
"How about this: I’ll let you have Qin Xuan, Senior Brother. The reward from Master Sun will be all yours, and I’ll take the Demon Corpse of this Red Armored Poison Centipede."
"What do you think?"
They were both sharp individuals; they understood each other with just a hint.
A satisfied smile appeared on Xiong Hanshan’s face.
But just then, Qin Xuan, who should have been dead from the poison and lying on the ground, slowly stood up.
