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Gu Shengyao was like a mindless puppet, all her actions were driven by instinct, and she only had eyes for Feng Shiniang.

She lightly touched the ground with her toes, her body sliding along the ground in a strange way, so fast that it left afterimages. Her fingernails grew out of shape, gleaming with a cold, dark light, and with a sharp whistling sound, they pierced straight into Feng Shiniang's heart and throat!

Each claw strike brought forth a stench and a toxic mist.

Although Feng Shiniang was startled, she remained calm, her eyes gleaming with murderous intent.

She suppressed her churning blood and qi and the double poison, her movements as elusive as a ghost, her dark blue finger strikes precisely at Gu Shengyao's vital acupoints.

Each clash created small-scale energy ripples, tearing the valuable furniture in the living room to pieces.

However, Gu Shengyao's desperate fighting spirit was too terrifying. She completely disregarded the consequences and only attacked without defending!

Her unique constitution was like an out-of-control volcano, frantically devouring and releasing the emitted poisonous mist, like an inexhaustible poison gas production machine.

Feng Shiniang's sharp finger strikes clearly touched her body several times, but they were all forcibly corroded and deflected by the surging poison gas!

"Witch! You're asking for death!"

Unable to break through after a prolonged attack and tormented by the deadly poison, Feng Shiniang became utterly enraged.

She seized an opening, her jade palm wrapped with almost solidified dark blue qi, gathering all her life's power, and slammed it hard against Gu Shengyao's crown!

Just then, the purplish-black light in Gu Shengyao's eyes suddenly intensified to its extreme!

"Be buried with them!!!"

She let out a hoarse growl, her body exploding like a ignited poison gas bomb!

boom!!!

An indescribable dark green poisonous fog, as viscous as a liquid swamp, exploded outwards from her center! It was no longer an airflow, but a poisonous tidal wave with substantial impact!

It engulfed the entire living room in an instant, like a tsunami!

Wherever the toxic tide passed, everything was corroding and melting! The walls were peeling and crumbling, the chandeliers were hissing, and even the marble floors were emitting plumes of blue smoke!

"Ugh—!"

Feng Shiniang's protective aura was instantly corroded and penetrated, and her gorgeous palace dress was as if it had been splashed with concentrated acid, instantly turning black and cracking!

She screamed in agony as large, terrifying blackish-purple spots appeared all over her body. Unable to hold on any longer, she fell straight backward and crashed to the ground unconscious.

Luanfeng and Fangdan had already fainted completely the moment the poison tide broke out, their breaths barely perceptible.

The living room was deathly silent, save for the hissing sound of billowing poisonous fumes and the soft crunching of corroded objects.

After Gu Shengyao unleashed this earth-shattering attack, the purplish-black light in her eyes suddenly went out.

She swayed, a look of relief and exhaustion appearing on her pale face. Like a burnt-out log, she silently slumped back against the sofa.

In the midst of this deadly silence, akin to a poisonous hell, the door was suddenly smashed open by a tremendous force!

The pungent, sweet-smelling poisonous fog surged out as if it had found an outlet!

Chu Yang's figure pierced through the thick green mist, nailing himself to the doorway like a javelin. When he saw the hellish scene inside the living room—charred and wrecked furniture, the four of them lying unconscious and barely breathing, and Gu Shengyao on the sofa like a sleeping beauty.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

"This has turned into a gas chamber?"

He tried his best to develop the potential of his brain, and the answer he finally found was that only Gu Shengyao could do so.

He quickly activated his extremely yang energy.

"boom--!"

The crimson-gold true energy, centered on him, instantly swept across every corner.

The remaining venom and gas were already scarce, and upon contact with this extremely yang energy that could dispel all the poison in the world, they instantly evaporated and turned into water vapor.

Seeing that the poisonous gas in the room had been dispelled, Chu Yang didn't dare to delay and quickly went to check on everyone.

He was shocked to discover that, apart from Gu Shengyao, the others had all been poisoned by some unknown toxin, and that even his extreme yang energy was unable to cope with the poison once it entered their bodies.

"Hiss... This Poisonous Yin Body is truly bizarre. The poison seems to have taken root in its body, and even my Extreme Yang Qi can't drive it away? No, I'll have to use my real skills."

He hurriedly went to find the Yuanlong Cauldron that Gu Ao had sent back today, and also went to find the medicinal herbs that Gu Shuofeng had stored.

The Yuanlong Cauldron possesses an evil yang energy, which, according to legend, is the manifestation of the resentment left behind by a dragon that left the abyss.

Chu Yang planned to use the extreme yang and evil yang energies to brew a medicinal soup for the four people to soak in, in order to expel the poison from their bodies.

Just as he was busy making preparations, his powerful senses made him realize that a bloody wind was coming from behind.

Chu Yang turned around and struck with a palm, but it felt like hitting a sponge.

The moment a snow-white, delicate body flashed into his eyes, he quickly withdrew seventy percent of his palm strike.

Even so, her naked body was still sent flying by the force of the palm strike, crashing heavily into the carved pillar behind her.

"Xiaoman! Stop fooling around!"

Chu Yang shouted loudly.

But Lin Xiaoman seemed not to hear at all, and the slap just now did not cause her any harm. She did not even show any pain. Her pure and pretty face remained expressionless.

Chu Yang calmed down instantly.

Lin Xiaoman severed her own heart meridian, and Gu Shuofeng had no choice but to soak her in a medicinal solution to refine her into a poison puppet, so that her life could be considered to continue.

The poison puppet has no sense of pain, and its internal organs are all enhanced by venom, so ordinary damage poses no threat at all.

Strictly speaking, the poison puppet can no longer be considered human.

Judging from the timeline, it's not yet time for Lin Xiaoman to be completely transformed into a poison puppet.

Chu Yang felt that today was very strange.

First, a person in a vegetative state suddenly turned his home into a gas chamber, and now Lin Xiaoman, who should have been soaking in medicine, has been "born" ahead of schedule.

Just when he felt things were getting difficult, Lin Xiaoman's figure pounced on him again like a ghost!

Those once innocent eyes are now empty and lifeless, devoid of any emotion.

Chu Yang sidestepped the poisonous claw that was reaching for his throat, and with a gentle yet powerful touch, he patted Lin Xiaoman's smooth shoulder, intending to push her away.

However, the tentacles felt hard and cold, as if striking ironwood soaked in venom.

"hiss!"

He hurriedly activated his extremely yang energy and retreated rapidly.

Lin Xiaoman continued without stopping, the poisonous fog swirling, her snow-white body appearing and disappearing in the mist.

Her five fingers formed claws, and her movements were so fast that only afterimages remained.

Chu Yang was afraid of hurting Lin Xiaoman, so he dared not use his powerful strength, which was enough to split rocks and shatter monuments. He could only use his exquisite footwork to dodge and block.

In a close-quarters dodge, Lin Xiaoman's venomous claws grazed his chest, the sharp wind tearing a gash in his clothes, her icy fingertips almost touching his skin.

The poisonous mist coiled around him like a living thing, attempting to erode his protective aura.

Chu Yang's extremely yang energy surged forth, forcing the poisonous fog away, but Lin Xiaoman was already closing in again like a leech.

Chu Yang was also puzzled for a moment. What made Lin Xiaoman continue to pester him even in her poison puppet state?

Does Lin Xiaoman still have memories now?

He didn't have time to think, and struck Lin Xiaoman's flat stomach with a palm, trying to use a gentle force to shake her back.

The palm strike penetrates the body, its touch smooth yet exceptionally resilient, containing a gentle yet powerful force that is like a mud ox sinking into the sea!

Lin Xiaoman's body swayed slightly, and she used the momentum to rush forward. Her delicate body, covered in poisonous mist, almost crashed into Chu Yang's arms, and her long but deadly fingers went straight for his eyes!

The alluring body was within reach, its fair skin exuding an ominous aura of death.

Chu Yang inwardly groaned, hastily leaning back to narrowly dodge her with a bridge-like stance, while simultaneously lightly tapping her smooth ankle with his toes, attempting to disrupt her balance.

Lin Xiaoman staggered half a step, her empty gaze fixed on Chu Yang, the poisonous mist surging even more fiercely, lunging forward once more...

Amidst the swirling poisonous fog, that graceful figure, like a seductive ghost seeking death, pressed closer step by step.