Chapter 252: Chapter 251: Critical Mont
In an instant, despair filled the hearts of Ye Fan and his companions. At that mont, they were all unleashing their Peak Power. Even if they were to die, they wanted to fight to their hearts’ content and make the Five Poison Ancestor pay a steep price.
anwhile, the Five Poison Ancestor approached Ye Fan. "Kid," he said, "your life ends here!"
However, just as the Five Poison Ancestor’s sword swung down, a sharp bamboo spear suddenly shot out from the dense forest, speeding toward him. He had no choice but to abandon his attack on Ye Fan. He quickly deflected the spear, retreating more than thirty ters before coming to a stop.
"Who’s there?" the Five Poison Ancestor bellowed.
Just then, a tiger’s roar echoed from the woods, followed by mbers of the Yan Clan charging out from the trees, each riding a beast from Qilian Mountain. The ground trembled under the massive stampede.
"On guard!" the Five Poison Ancestor shouted.
The many Martial Artists of the Five Poison Sect scrambled into a defensive formation. Facing so many beasts, they felt a profound dread; this encounter could very well cost them their lives. The Five Poison Ancestor and the two elders remained on high alert, scanning their surroundings.
Then, a White Tiger leaped out from the woods—the guardian Divine Beast of the Yan Clan. Seated upon the tiger was a young woman: Alice.
"Ye Fan, are you alright?" Alice asked.
"Not dead yet!" Ye Fan replied.
The two elders were devastated. Shouldn’t Alice be concerned about them at a ti like this? It was clear her sweetheart was her priority, a fondness they could neither share nor envy.
At that mont, Alice commanded, "Take these three to the rear!"
Instantly, several Yan Clan Martial Artists escorted the trio to the back, ensuring their safety. Staring at this army of beasts from the wild, the Martial Artists of the Five Poison Sect felt a chill run down their spines.
If a real battle broke out, they stood no chance of winning. While human strength refined to its peak could clash with these beasts, the Five Poison Sect did not specialize in physical prowess. Their expertise was in the art of poison.
ROAR!
With a mighty roar from the White Tiger, more than ten Martial Artists of the Five Poison Sect inexplicably bled out and died. The White Tiger stood its ground, looking down on the crowd, while Alice, seated atop it, appeared even more noble and aloof.
The Five Poison Ancestor demanded, "Who are you?"
"Who I am isn’t important," Alice stated domineeringly. "What’s important is that you’ve killed so many of our Yan Clan’s Martial Artists. Today, all of you will die here!"
"Is that so?" the Five Poison Ancestor challenged.
He imdiately charged toward Alice and her White Tiger. In his eyes, a beast was just a beast; it could never surpass a human, especially an expert of his caliber.
Seeing the Five Poison Ancestor attack, the two elders also shouted, "Attack! Kill them all!"
The two elders joined the assault. Though the Martial Artists of the Five Poison Sect were afraid, they seed to have no choice. A group of them charged with blades drawn, colliding with the beasts.
Several n were imdiately sent flying, while others were torn to shreds. Beasts were different from humans. A person might be wary of the dreadful poison techniques and focus on defense, but beasts only knew to tear apart the enemy before them, with no regard for their own safety. They charged in so swiftly that the Martial Artists of the Five Poison Sect didn’t even have ti to use their poison skills before being shredded to pieces.
The carnage was unimaginable.
The beast army relentlessly devastated the group from the Five Poison Sect. The three, severely wounded, watched in shock. The strength of these beasts was enough to rival an army of thousands.
The two elders and the Five Poison Ancestor closed in on the White Tiger. They believed that if they could kill the beast, the army would collapse without a fight. And so, the three of them charged directly at it without any delay.
Alice commanded, "White Tiger, tear them apart!"
Obeying her directive, the White Tiger launched its attack. Just as the Five Poison Ancestor was about to land a punch on the White Tiger’s head, he was swatted away by its claw. He crashed through several large trees before he managed to stop his montum.
He spat out a mouthful of blood. The White Tiger’s strike had contained an infinite power, enough to rattle his Heavenly Poison Physique.
Alice did not let up. She took out the Fla Clan’s scepter to direct the White Tiger in battle. Seeing the White Tiger’s formidable innate combat ability, the two elders tried to kill Alice to disorient the beast.
However, in a flash, the White Tiger spun around just as the two n charged forward.
"This is bad!" the two elders shouted. They tried to dodge, but it was too late. One was instantly crushed within the White Tiger’s massive jaws, blood gushing everywhere.
The other elder watched in despair. Before he could even react, the White Tiger’s claw swiped down, smashing him to a pulp.
These two great figures, who had nearly beaten the Great Elder of the Yan Clan to death, had been instantly killed under the White Tiger’s assault, lasting only monts. It was a terrifying sight.
ROAR!
The White Tiger roared again. The beast army, which already had the upper hand, seed to hear its call and began to attack with even greater ferocity. The Martial Artists of the Five Poison Sect, who had been so unbearably arrogant just half an hour before, could never have imagined that such a catastrophe would befall them. A beast tide from the wild was simply too terrifying.
Watching it all, the Five Poison Ancestor cried out in anguish, "No!"
He got to his feet and charged at the White Tiger again. After all, he was a top expert on the sa level as Yan Ning. He would not miss this chance to kill Alice, because only by killing her could the beast army of Qilian Mountain be dispersed.
Thus, the Five Poison Ancestor leaped forward, unleashing his Heavenly Poison Technique as he lunged for Alice. At that mont, an intense, murderous aura perated the entire forest, emanating from the Five Poison Ancestor himself.
The Five Poison Ancestor was ecstatic, certain of his imminent success. But just as he thought he could kill Alice in one blow, the scepter in her hand began to glow, casting a large white halo.
His attack struck the white halo and was instantly repelled. Just then, the White Tiger lunged again, forcing the Five Poison Ancestor to dodge awkwardly. There was nothing he could do. The power the Yan Clan had just revealed was sothing he had never anticipated. He had to admit he had severely miscalculated this ti.
"Five Poison Skill!" the Five Poison Ancestor roared, releasing a great cloud of poisonous fog from his hands. The fog rolled toward the White Tiger, enveloping it until only a swathe of oppressive black mist remained.
Everyone nearby, whether from the Yan Clan or the Five Poison Sect, felt a powerful, suffocating pressure. This was the Five Poison Skill. Anyone who inhaled the gas would have their skin instantly ulcerate and die in excruciating pain. It was one of the Five Poison Sect’s ultimate killing moves.
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