Chapter 529 No one survived...?

Erming seemed to understand why Tang Hao hadn't returned for so long.

He was unaware of what had happened about ten days prior, when he had sent out several elders after receiving a secret communication from Tang Hao.

These elders and Tang Hao have all become tombs.

As Qian Renxue pressed the detonator, the entire farmhouse and the small villa shook violently, with the huge explosion coming from all directions.

These were the soul-guided bombs that Shen Yuanyi had arranged beforehand. In this round of explosions, everything except this banquet hall was precisely detonated.

The original four-story building began to collapse, and countless bricks and rubble piled up around the banquet hall, forming a brick and stone blockade tens of meters thick, completely turning the place into a dead zone.

Even for Erming, it would probably take a lot of effort to break through this isolation layer.

"Now we really have to die together with these bastards." Shen Yuanyi sighed.

But Qian Renxue still wore that same smile, as if everything was under her control.

Looking at the overwhelming crowd rushing towards them, a cruel smile appeared on her lips.

"No, we won't die here."

She slammed her hand on the ground, and the small shapeshifting creatures that had been summoned once again slowed down the enemy's advance.

But that's not the most important thing; Qian Renxue's purpose in doing this was—

It was to trigger the poison that Shen Yuanyi had put in the food and drinks these past few days!

"Well--"

In an instant, as if by magic, almost everyone suffered from the backlash of the poison, even the titled Douluo!

"What's going on?!"

An elder of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School sensed something was wrong. He was an eighth-ring Soul Douluo, considered an external combatant. But at this moment, he was shocked to find that it felt as if a venomous snake was writhing inside his body. This attack felt like it was piercing through his internal organs, causing a heart-wrenching pain.

Erming slapped the back of one of the Haotian Sect elders next to him, forcing him to cough up a mouthful of poisonous blood.

"This toxin..."

Erming's pupils dilated as if an earthquake had struck. He was all too familiar with this toxin. Ten thousand years ago, a similar toxin had forced him and his elder brother, the Azure Bull Python, to sacrifice themselves to Tang San!

However, this toxin is different from the one before.

Or, from his own physical perception, although this poison was somewhat limited by his cultivation level, it was only a matter of quantity. In terms of level, it was even stronger than the Spider Queen poison from Bibi Dong that he had previously suffered!

"Does this feel familiar?" Qian Renxue revealed a cruel smile.

At this moment, everyone looked at the young master of the Spirit Hall and noticed that her hair had turned completely white, blending seamlessly with her magnificent platinum battle robe. Her blood-red pupils and the blood-moon hairpin used to hold her hair up were like the most perfect embellishments in the world.

"The Spider King's Venom..."

Erming clutched his chest!

Qian Renxue flipped her hand, and the Holy Sword appeared in her hand. However, at this moment, the Angel Holy Sword was glowing with a faint blue ghost fire.

She and Shen Yuanyi stood back to back, and then with a sharp flying stab, she pierced the head of the Soul Master closest to her, leaving a bloody hole.

"I have a few more questions," Erming suddenly asked. "How did you come back to life?"

He desperately wanted to know the answer. He had never heard of anyone being able to rise from the dead. Even he and Da Ming had only retained their souls and were reborn after ascending to the realm of gods. Qian Renxue's face revealed a strange smile. She didn't answer Er Ming's question, but instead softly said—

"burst!"

The toxins that had previously eroded Erming's soul exploded once again.

No, this wasn't a simple explosion; it was a coordinated attack by the toxins. Qian Renxue had specially prepared the most potent and also the most secretive toxin for Erming. It was a trace of the primordial poison of her second martial soul, a special existence that she had condensed using her second soul core.

Erming stared blankly as Qian Renxue snapped her fingers. He couldn't understand why the fool who Tang San had once described as someone who would absolutely uphold martial virtue would launch a sneak attack.

And they even shamelessly poisoned him!

This toxin ran rampant in Erming's body as if it had returned to its second home. With Qian Renxue's current cultivation and strength, she might be able to poison a Title Douluo, but it would be very difficult for a Super Douluo, unless she allowed the toxin to ferment slowly, like she did with Xuanzi before.

However, at this moment, the poison that Qian Renxue prepared for Erming was some of the original poison of her martial soul. If this kind of poison were placed in farmland or pasture, even a small amount would probably turn the farm into a dead zone in an instant!

"Heh, hypocritical queen..." Ning Li was only a level 79 Soul Saint, and he was already being tormented by this heart-devouring poison, vomiting blood repeatedly.

"It's a pity that Ning Shu can't end your life herself." Qian Renxue didn't care about his evaluation and said indifferently.

"The last fifteen seconds..." Shen Yuanyi whispered in the shared mental connection.

"Hold me tight." Qian Renxue remained calm and composed, even though the whistling sound of missiles could be heard in the distance.

Shen Yuanyi slapped an enemy away, then turned and hugged Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue pulled him into her arms, and then eight spider legs suddenly appeared behind her. The bone spikes pierced through several low-level Soul Masters around her, continuously draining their life force and soul power.

Using this temporarily acquired power, Qian Renxue constantly dodged the attacks of the Title Douluo, whose movements were slowed by the poison, and casually toyed with them.

"I will not repeat the mistakes of talking too much nonsense and being indecisive."

"This is..." The others stared in shock at Qian Renxue's actions.

five!

Four!

Qian Renxue finally finished absorbing the energy of these people, but she did not retract her spider legs. Instead, she pulled them forward, completely enveloping herself and Shen Yuanyi.

"Miss, I don't think this thing can withstand a level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell." At this moment, Shen Yuanyi actually laughed.

three!

The spider legs pierced into Shen Yuanyi's body, as if injecting poison into her body in an instant, thus numbing her nerves.

Two seconds left!

Qian Renxue released Shen Yuanyi, and the two of them stood side by side in the very center of the banquet hall. They placed their right hands in front of them, bent their knees, and bowed slightly, performing a gesture usually reserved for taking a bow on stage.

"The three sects of the Upper Three Sects have now become a thing of the past."

As soon as Qian Renxue finished speaking, several level-nine fixed-position soul-guided shells accurately struck the farmhouse that was already in half ruins.

As the towering flames ignited, what Erming saw in his eyes were two girls who had suddenly vanished, as if they had been abruptly swallowed up by the merciless artillery fire, their existence completely erased.

But this was not the end. The first round of bombardment used three level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells. Under the bombardment of these three shells, almost everyone except the Super Douluo was killed.

Qian Renxue's order to Xu Tianyuan was to launch all twenty-seven missiles for a precise strike, leaving them no chance of survival.

What she wanted was for no one to survive.

An extra chapter in recognition of the inspiration given by the author, Scutumo!

(End of this chapter)

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