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Chapter 91: The Three Talents Death Bell
Chapter 91: The Three Talents Death Bell
Don’t push me!
The Three Talents Death Bell consists of three bells representing Heaven, Earth, and Man, each unleashing a unique exotic poison. These are Heavenly Rain, Scarlet Begonia, and Vermilion Tears.
The Hundred Poisons Demon had previously wounded Liu Zhiyuan using Vermilion Tears. Now, as he brandished the Three Talents Death Bell, even the Liu family members watching from afar grew anxious.
Liu Zhiyuan, in particular, felt a surge of anger and worry. Just half a month prior, he had fallen victim to this very poison, and traces of it still lingered in his body, requiring three more days to fully purge. Seeing the demon attempt the same trick again, he hurried to Liu Zhishan’s side and whispered, “Cultivator Xiao is near the formation. If things go south, you and I will rush out together to cover his retreat.”
Using demonic artifacts always came at a cost. Initially, the Hundred Poisons Demon had planned to repel Xiao Chen with Meteor Shower Powder. But as the battle turned dire and Xiao Chen’s mana seemed inexhaustible, he abandoned hesitation. He tore off his headscarf, transforming it into a barrier to block the advancing Flame Soldiers, then shook the bell, unleashing Vermilion Tears—the Human Poison.
The bell’s chime rang out, and the demon himself staggered, feeling his vitality drain. A monstrous specter emerged, lunging toward Xiao Chen.
Normally, Xiao Chen would have seen a celestial beauty descending from the heavens, kissing his cheek in a suggestive manner before dissolving into tears. But these were illusions conjured by the demonic artifact, all nullified by his Divine Veil.
As the demon anticipated Xiao Chen’s bewilderment, he froze in shock—Xiao Chen was staring back at him, unimpressed. Their eyes locked, and then Xiao Chen slowly raised his left hand, pointing toward the Divine Flame Summoning Banner.
The demon abandoned his headscarf and turned to flee. Something was terribly wrong. If Xiao Chen had merely shaken off the illusion quickly, he could have accepted it as sheer willpower. But Xiao Chen’s calm demeanor defied logic.
Sensing the anomaly, the demon—a member of the Luo Tian Sect—prioritized survival over pride. Yet his escape was too slow. A golden light erupted, and Xiao Chen materialized a hundred feet away, blocking his path. A cold sweat broke out on the demon’s forehead. Xiao Chen’s speed was at least twice that of his own peak sword flight.
The demon halted, gasping, “Esteemed fellow cultivator, we have no quarrel. Let us end this here.”
Xiao Chen smiled. “I preferred your earlier tone—calling me ‘brat.’ Why not try that again?” He gestured toward the banner.
The demon’s eye twitched. This was Xiao Chen’s seventh summoning of Flame Soldiers. A Foundation Building cultivator gained six mana per stage, totaling sixty for a fifth-stage adept. Yet Xiao Chen had summoned sixty-three Flame Soldiers.
“Wait!” the demon pleaded. “Spare me, and I’ll leave Pingyuan County forever. I’ll even offer a thousand spirit stones as compensation.”
Xiao Chen shook his head. “I don’t trust you. And killing you means I get your stones anyway.”
The demon’s face contorted. “Don’t force me! I have deadlier poisons—ones that could fell even a late-Stage Foundation Building cultivator!”
“This was meant to kill Liu Zhiyuan, the second elder of the Liu family. If you persist, next year’s today will be your deathday.”
Liu Zhiyuan’s brother, Liu Zhishui—the elder who had led the expedition to the Yan Chi Secret Realm—was indeed the target. The demon’s offer to leave was clearly a ruse.
Xiao Chen ignored him, commanding his Flame Soldiers forward while forming his thirty-sixth Scarlet Flame Bomb. He had never relied solely on Flame Soldiers to defeat a Foundation Building adept. But combined with the Scarlet Flame Bomb—a formation-destroying spell rivaling second-tier arcane techniques—it would suffice.
“Heavenly Rain!”
The demon roared, punching his chest to spill blood as an offering. Shaking the bell, he unleashed the Heaven Poison.
Rain fell without wind or thunder, piercing Xiao Chen’s Golden Armor and Magic Robe as if they were illusions. The droplets chilled his skin—a sensation Foundation Building cultivators should have been immune to.
The demon, panting from the strain, watched in despair as Xiao Chen remained unscathed. The Flame Soldiers had already overwhelmed his protective artifacts, and his earlier injury left him defenseless against the thirtyfold-enhanced Scarlet Flame Bomb. The explosion turned him to ash.
“Green Thorn Technique!” Xiao Chen’s spiritual sense swept the flames, retrieving the demon’s storage bag.
Outside the Rippling Azure Wave Formation, Liu Zhishan gaped at his elder brother, who stood equally stunned, staring at the burning ruins. After a long silence, Liu Zhiyuan ordered, “Third brother, open the formation and lead a team to extinguish the fires.”
(End of Chapter)
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