From being plagued by all kinds of diseases to becoming a high-level martial arts demon god!

Chapter 140 Beheading
Hilly plains.

A thick, dark red fog surged, swirled, and rose, turning the sky, visible to the naked eye, for hundreds of miles around into a blood-red hue.

The dense fog gushing from the massive rift valley is essentially a highly concentrated mixture of energy.

In such an environment, an ordinary person would have their flesh and blood immediately eroded by the polluted energy simply by inhaling a single breath of the dense fog.

It starts in the nasal cavity and trachea, and spreads rapidly to the lungs and other organs and tissues.

They would die on the spot within seconds.

If this continues, it probably won't be long before it ends.

The hundreds of kilometers of land on the southeastern border of Tianfu will become a place like Tianmen Australia.

Ordinary people simply cannot survive there and will be forced to relocate. Even Nanjiang City will likely be affected.

Even a level six martial artist cannot stay in this environment for long.

"call……"

Chayapeng stared at the black round stone lying on the ground a dozen feet away, exhaling thick red mist that he had inhaled into his lungs.

After spending less than a short time in the thick fog, his trachea and lungs began to show signs of damage.

If we stay any longer, it will probably take only a few hours for our lungs to be completely tainted by the special energy, resulting in crystallization!
The main reason for all of this was that one person shattered the crack in Eagle Beak Valley during the fight...

Chayapeng raised his gaze and slowly looked at the tall figure directly in front of him.

A black trench coat hung down, surrounded by wisps of dark red mist. Fluffy tails of flame swayed slightly at the hem, collar, and cuffs.

His tall figure was like an iron tower, and his long, sturdy right hand held a black staff.

The staff was nearly ten feet long and as thick as an infant's arm, with delicate and strange patterns and openwork carved on it, and a trace of blood stained the top.

This long staff originally belonged to Basong.

The Thirteen Caves of Southern Xinjiang are located in the Bilau Mountains in the southern part of the Thai-Myanmar administrative region, and have more than 500,000 followers in Thailand and Myanmar.

Basong was one of the most talented geniuses in cultivation, selected from among these 500,000 people.

At the age of twelve, he was selected by Zhangyun Cave to become a member of the Thousand Gu Alliance's "Guards Reserve".

He began his training at the age of sixteen and quickly distinguished himself in the Imperial Guard.

At the age of twenty-two, he reached the fourth level of physical cultivation and was chosen to become Chayapon's "protector".

I have been following him since I was six years old.

Over the course of sixteen years, Basong shielded Jayapong from seven assassination attempts by members of his tribe.

On two occasions, he even narrowly escaped death.

He has already dedicated his life and faith to Zhangyundong and Chayapeng.

But now, Basong is dead.

Even the Black Cloud Serpent Staff, which Chaya Peng had bestowed upon him, became someone else's spoils of war...

Chayapeng shifted his gaze from the Black Cloud Serpent Staff and slowly began to speak.

"I don't think we need to fight."

Jiang Heng, sitting opposite him, raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat puzzled.

Chayapeng stood still, his expression calm, his powerful aura faintly visible.

“Fighting fiercely in such a place will only hasten your own death.”

The concentration of red fog in the air continues to rise, reaching a level that is life-threatening.

The battle will greatly increase the speed at which one inhales the red mist.

This causes the damage to the body's energy crystals to worsen rapidly.

more importantly.

Everyone is now scattered by the energy surge, and the communicator has lost signal.

No one knows whether the battle will first attract the warriors from Tianfu or Zhangyundong.

If he attracts that level seven martial artist from Tianfu, then he'll be in danger...

Therefore, even though Chayapeng's murderous intent towards Jiang Heng was extremely strong.

But he still needs to exercise patience and restraint for now.

He is the noblest heir of the Zhangyundong bloodline, not worth risking his life for a peasant from Tianfu.

We will capture this person when the Thousand Gu Alliance reinforcements arrive.

At that time, even if it means being torn to pieces and having one's heart devoured by countless poisons... it won't be too late!

But now is not the right time.

Jiang Heng's gaze remained calm as he stared at Chayapeng ahead.

Even though Chayapeng tried his best to conceal it, Jiang Heng could still sense a chilling killing intent in his expression.

Chayapeng continued, "If you leave now, I will not pursue you."

He just finished speaking.

Jiang Heng moved swiftly, striding to the black round stone. He thrust his long staff into the ground and casually lifted it up.

The black, bead-like stone tumbled and leaped up, which he caught and casually stuffed into his pocket.

The calm on Chayapeng's face was instantly torn away, revealing a barely suppressed ferocity.

"Didn't you understand that I told you to leave?"

"Or is it that what I just said made you think I'm afraid of you?!"

A terrifying killing intent poured out from his body, surging towards Jiang Heng in an overwhelming manner.

Cha Yapeng, as the first successor of Zhangyundong, is outstanding in terms of talent, physical strength, and supernatural abilities.

In every aspect, he is at the top level among martial artists of the same realm!

If he weren't worried about attracting attention during the fight, he would have already killed this person!

Chayapon's voice was icy as he continued, "I'm warning you one last time, put the things down, and then..."

bang——

The dark staff tore through the crimson mist and smashed towards Chayapeng!
The immense force caused the red mist to surge outwards like a tidal wave.

Behind the long, dark staff, Jiang Heng remained expressionless.

He picked up the black round stone beforehand only because he was worried that the aftershocks of the fight might accidentally destroy it.

After all, it's a valuable item that came from an energy essence vein. I wonder what its purpose is; I can't afford to destroy it.

As for the Thousand Poison Alliance warrior in front of him... from the moment Jiang Heng sensed the killing intent emanating from him, he had no intention of letting this person go.

As for whether we can win... we'll only know after we fight.

More importantly, Jiang Heng has now realized that the environment here poses a great threat to other martial artists.

But for him, it is a unique advantage!

Other martial artists who inhale the red mist will find their internal organs and tissues highly susceptible to contamination and erosion.

When Jiang Heng inhaled the red mist, he only needed to slightly activate [Disease Corrosion] to immediately clear away the energy crystallization damage to his internal organs!
Even if Jiang Heng discovers that he is no match for his opponent.

You could simply dive straight into the depths of the rift valley.

The red mist is even denser deep within the rift, let alone for early to mid-level level six martial artists.
Even martial artists at the late stage of level six, or even at the peak, would find it difficult to withstand!
That naturally meant they could no longer pursue Jiang Heng...

As the dark, long staff suddenly came hurtling towards him, Cha Yapeng's expression changed slightly.

A cloud of miasma surged out of his body, transforming into Dao patterns that rapidly condensed into a barrier protecting him.

Miasma and Gu Barrier!

boom!
A tremendous force crashed down on the barrier formed by the condensed black energy.

Kaka-

This hastily assembled "Gu Barrier" is merely a first-level divine power.

Naturally, it could not withstand the immense force contained within the long staff and shattered on the spot.

But this gave Chayapeng time to react. He suddenly retreated several feet away, dodging the attack with the long staff.

The black staff, still brimming with momentum, crashed to the ground.

The ground instantly shattered into pieces, causing red mist to surge within a radius of a hundred meters, and red mist also began to emerge from the cracks in the ground.

This caused the concentration of red fog in the air to rise again!
Chayapeng felt his breathing gradually become sluggish, as the high concentration of energy was eroding his lungs.

He stared intently at Jiang Heng, finding it hard to understand.

The red mist is affecting more than just myself!
This kid also needs to breathe; he must be suffering from the red mist's corrosive effects right now!

Moreover, since his cultivation level is lower, the corruption he has suffered from must be even more severe!
Where did he get the audacity to attack me?!

sieve--

The sharp sound of wind being cut rang out again.

The dark-colored staff, imbued with immense force, stirred up the wind and clouds, and charged towards him once more!
"That's... courting death!"

At this moment, Chayapeng could no longer suppress the murderous intent in his chest.

They no longer cared whether fighting here would attract the attention of the seventh-level martial artists of Tianfu.

Destroying Eagle's Beak Valley, killing Basong, and launching two separate attacks against him.

With both old and new grudges combined, Chayapon's gaze was now almost murderous!

"You seem to really think I can't kill you."

His body soared into the air, dozens of acupoints around him opened completely, and a dense black aura surged out from his body.

It exuded a cold, foul aura that seemed capable of corroding everything.

Dozens of thick, dark qi, each large enough for one person to encircle, swirled and intertwined in mid-air.
In the short span of a single breath, it transformed into a phantom miasma dragon with a diameter of over two meters and a length of tens of meters!

Miasma Clouds and Miasma Dragons of Nine Abyss!

Jiang Heng had seen this second-tier divine power of Zhangyundong before when he encountered Aganda.

But compared to Agandar's supernatural abilities, which are merely superficial knowledge.

At this moment, the "Nine Abyss Miasma Dragon" that Chayapeng unleashed was several times more powerful!
Its body was extremely solid, as if it had transformed into a mutated creature that had truly emerged from the abyss with terrifying power!
Chayapeng has already cultivated this supernatural power to a minor level of mastery!

"go with!"

Chayapeng's face was cold, and his right hand suddenly pressed down.

As he moved his right hand, the enormous miasma dragon swirling around him...
Those empty, cold eye sockets immediately locked onto Jiang Heng below, and his massive body roared out!

Red mist surged, and a miasma dragon roared in.

Jiang Heng's gaze was slightly cautious, but he showed no fear whatsoever.

The corrosive energy within his body circulated continuously, clearing away the damage and providing feedback that kept his body in peak condition.

The black flames that had been woven into his clothes melted away, revealing his incredibly muscular upper body.

Like a flowing liquid.

It flows from all over the body, along the skin and muscles, to the right arm, and finally attaches to the black staff.

The cold, black staff was now ablaze with wisps of flame.

He took a step forward and leaped into the air.

The ground beneath their feet shattered instantly, spewing out wisps of red mist.

The dragon above his head opened its huge, dark maw, as if it wanted to swallow Jiang Heng whole.

Jiang Heng gripped the long stick with both hands, and his muscles tensed up instantly.

The tip of the staff suddenly swung up from below, and black flames swept across the sky in a fan shape that was several feet long!

They collided with the miasma dragon with a deafening roar!
……

The roar was earth-shattering, the miasma dragon exploded, and the shockwave formed by the red mist reverberated for dozens of miles!
The earth shattered once more, and a massive red mist rose into the sky once more.

At this moment, the world seemed to be covered by an extremely thick red mist.

It was so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face!
"Cough cough..."

Chayapeng had already retreated hundreds of feet away, coughed violently, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The red fog was so thick that it could almost condense into water.

With each breath, the damage caused by energy crystallization in the lungs and trachea worsens!
But he couldn't stop breathing.

Under normal circumstances, a level six martial artist can hold their breath for half an hour or even an hour before taking another breath.

But he had just been in the middle of a battle, and the oxygen content in the air was extremely low, making it impossible for him to hold his breath for an extended period of time.

"No...we must leave here as soon as possible!"

Chayapeng noticed the change in his condition and thought to himself.

Then, he lowered his head resentfully, looking at the thick red fog ahead.

"This idiot, he should have just left quietly, instead he had to go looking for death!"

The explosion of the miasma dragon just now stirred up a large area of ​​red mist.

The concentration of red fog at the center of the explosion was probably extremely high.

Jiang Heng, who was at the center of the explosion, was bound to die from the bombardment of the miasma dragon and the pollution of the red fog!
"It's just a pity about that rock..."

The stone that flew out of the rift valley, though its nature remains unknown.

But having been nurtured in an energy essence vein for so many years, it must be no ordinary thing!

Sending him to the epicenter of the explosion to search for the rock would be tantamount to suicide.

Therefore, we can only abandon this search for now and return to search again when the red fog concentration in this area decreases...

With this thought in mind, Chayapon turned to leave.

suddenly!

A long, powerful right arm emerged from the thick red mist and suddenly punched Chayapeng in the chest!
With a tremendous force, Chayapon's chest caved in, and his body was sent flying backward with a thud.

"Oh!"

After flying dozens of feet, Cha Yapeng barely managed to stop himself, spitting out blood as he looked at Jiang Heng in disbelief.

"You're actually still alive?!"

"Ah."

Jiang Heng grinned. Although he had some injuries, they weren't serious.

Furthermore, cyan-green Dao patterns emerged on his body, rapidly repairing his injuries.

In such a dense red fog environment, every breath of red fog inhaled will greatly aggravate the damage to energy crystallization in the lungs.

Under the influence of the corrosive force of disease.

This damage will quickly transform into feedback force, which Jiang Heng can use at will!
For example, if the energy is transferred and applied to the thirty-six Herbal Dao Patterns within the body, it can greatly enhance the repair effect of the Herbal Dao Patterns and heal internal injuries in a short period of time.

Or perhaps it's about opening up acupoints, improving physical strength, and enhancing proficiency in supernatural abilities and martial arts...

sieve--

In mid-air, Jiang Heng suddenly burst out, heading straight for Chaya Peng below.

Chayapeng quickly got up, ready to unleash his supernatural powers once more.

However, the condition in his lungs worsened, and he was punched in the chest by Jiang Heng, which ruptured his already crystallized lungs.

This caused his movements to become increasingly slow.

Chayapeng was pale and anxious.

A large expanse of dark energy surged forth, and drops of blood seeped from the pores of the body, desperately transforming into crimson Dao patterns that protected the body.

But the next moment.

Jiang Heng's long, powerful hand arrived, and forty-eight Thousand Tribulation Dao Patterns emerged.

It was as if it had transformed into a cold, heavy hammer, which suddenly slammed down on Jayapong's head!

(End of this chapter)