Chapter 1899: Chapter 1895: Poison Sea Secret Skill
"I don’t mind telling you, the martial art I performed is called the Poison Sea Secret Skill."
Tang Ming squinted his eyes, and said proudly, "This is an unparalleled martial art that has dominated the ages. Since the appearance of humans, I am the second person capable of cultivating this technique."
"Poison Sea Secret Skill?"
The group looked at each other in confusion.
"Zhuge, the Heavenly Mechanism Sect claims to know everything under the sky, do you know what this Poison Sea Secret Skill is?"
Shao Wuchou quickly asked Zhuge Guang, "It seems that Dragon Group’s data and records don’t have any information on this martial art either."
"I haven’t heard of it, and there’s no record of it in the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect."
Zhuge Guang shook his head, troubled, "Is there really something in this world that my sect does not understand?"
Seeing the reaction of the people in front of him, Tang Ming felt secretly delighted.
The so-called Poison Sea Secret Skill was completely something he made up, but the martial art he just used could indeed be counted as a peerless skill throughout the ages because he had integrated the Huaxia Secret Technique with the Thousand Evil Poison Technique.
Tang Ming’s real combat strength had always been formidable; he possessed many supreme skills such as the Huaxia Secret Technique, the Thousand Evil Poison Technique, and the Heavenly Mechanism Hundred Changes, any one of which could dominate the world, but the problem was he didn’t dare to use them!
Tang Cha had repeatedly warned him not to use the Thousand Evil Poison Technique, so ever since he started out, Tang Ming had hardly used it in direct combat with others.
The old madman forbade him from using the Huaxia Secret Technique, and Tang Ming had only used it once, during the rescue of Ruisi under a masked guise.
Most of the time, Tang Ming was hiding his strength with the Heavenly Mechanism Hundred Changes; this feeling of wearing a brocade robe at night, possessing supreme skills but unable to use them, was extremely frustrating.
For this reason, Tang Ming had been researching how to unleash his maximum combat power without revealing his identity.
After such a long period of study, he finally developed a martial art that fused the Huaxia Secret Technique with the Thousand Evil Poison Technique.
Since the old madman wouldn’t let him use the Huaxia Secret Technique and Tang Cha wouldn’t let him use the Thousand Evil Poison Technique, he might as well create his own martial arts.
The Thousand Evil Poison Technique represented the pinnacle of Yin and soft arts, while the Huaxia Secret Technique was the pinnacle of Yang and strong arts. Through Tang Ming’s insights into Innate Power, he truly managed to fuse these two styles, self-creating the Poison Sea Secret Skill.
"Such a fierce poison skill, such sharp Qi."
The woman in the black robe squatted beside Ye Liuxing’s corpse, checked it briefly, and then looked at Tang Ming with dread: "Integrating the poison skill’s corrosion into the Qi, breaking through Gang Qi defense with poison, and injuring people with Qi, it’s a terrifying martial art blending fierceness with malice."
"Oh, you really have some insight."
Tang Ming looked at the black-robed woman in surprise and said bizarrely, "You’re completely right! In the face of my Poison Sea Secret Skill, a Martial General’s Vigorous Air Armor is as fragile as a woman’s veil!"
"Such a martial art couldn’t possibly be your own creation. Who is your master?"
The black-robed woman stared intently at Tang Ming, questioning.
"I learned this martial art by a fortuitous encounter, obtaining the true teachings of a divine being, along with heaven and earth as my teachers, allowing me to master it. Otherwise, even if I told you the martial art, no one could learn it, and they would end up deviating and dying instead."
Tang Ming waved his hand, dominantly looking at everyone: "Come on! Step up if you aren’t afraid of death."
Upon hearing this, the people of the Netherworld Road all stepped back, terrified of such a being capable of instantly killing a Martial General.
"Heaven and earth as teachers, Poison Skill Secret..."
Zhuge Guang pulled out a small notebook from somewhere, quickly jotting down notes as he listened to Tang Ming, appearing extraordinarily excited.
"Madman."
The other people looked at Zhuge Guang with disdain, but knowing the Heavenly Mechanism Sect was an all-embracing sect collecting strange stories and events from the world, they naturally had to record such an unprecedented occurrence carefully.
"Why isn’t anyone stepping up? If you all don’t fight, I might leave."
Seeing the group surrounding him without attacking, Tang Ming impatiently urged.
"Master, what should we do now?"
The group looked toward the black-robed woman.
"I..."
"Hahaha! Tang Ming, you really are full of surprises!"
At this moment, Nangong Tianyue, who had retreated to the rear, suddenly burst into laughter.
"Fool! Today, I’m going to kill you for sure."
Tang Ming looked coldly at Nangong Tianyue.
"Kill me? Although your strength and combat prowess exceed expectations, you are essentially a dead man, and even if your skills are unparalleled, you will undoubtedly die."
Nangong Tianyue spoke while pulling out an ancient flute: "Have you heard of the Sun-devour Gu?"
"Hmm?"
Tang Ming frowned slightly, while Zhuge Guang and the others turned pale.
Previously, it was only from Tang Ming’s side that everyone heard they had Sun-devour Gu, but it was just his claim, and no one fully believed it. Yet now, hearing Nangong Tianyue mention it, it was a certitude.
"You fools have already been infected with the Sun-devour Gu. As soon as I play the Bone Flute, even a Martial General at their peak would be instantly doomed, buried without a trace."
Nangong Tianyue placed the Bone Flute to her mouth, looking pleased with herself.
The people of the Netherworld Road relaxed upon hearing this, realizing that all competitors had long been infected with the Sun-devour Gu, and their lives were in their hands.
Realizing this, the people of the Netherworld Road immediately admired the sect behind Nangong Tianyue, the Taishan Sect.
Luckily, they had proposed using the Sun-devour Gu to control all participants; otherwise, even if they managed to take down Tang Ming today, it would have been a costly victory.
Many initially didn’t understand why so much time was spent cultivating the Sun-devour Gu, taking ten years to nurture those girls and then sacrificing them to poison the competitors.
Now, they understood the vast wisdom of their predecessors, unfathomable by mere mortals.
"Tang Ming, if you’re wise, you’ll obediently hand over the Ancient Poison Crystal Core, and then surrender the Poison Sea Secret Skill. Otherwise, I’ll immediately play the Bone Flute and ensure your death beyond burial."
Nangong Tianyue threatened Tang Ming with a cold smile.
"Is the Sun-devour Gu that impressive?"
Tang Ming’s expression turned strange, "If you’ve got the guts, go ahead and play it. I’m curious to see what your Sun-devour Gu can do to me."
"Don’t push me. Once the Sun-devour Gu is activated, you’ll have no chance."
Nangong Tianyue stared at Tang Ming with malice: "Although I want to eliminate you, I want the Ancient Poison Crystal Core and Poison Sea Secret Skill on you even more."
"Then you’ll be disappointed; whether or not you play it, I won’t give you anything."
Tang Ming disdainfully curled his lip: "And by the way, don’t you know that villains in movies always die from talking too much?"
"You—you court death, and I’ll oblige you."
Enraged by these words, Nangong Tianyue blew the Bone Flute decisively.
