One person: Senior brother Zhang Zhiwei, the Celestial Master begged me to descend the mountain.

The air inside the hall seemed to have been sucked out in that instant.

As Xu Xin's withered fingertips trembled slightly, an indescribable chill crept up everyone's spine without warning.

There were no dazzling lights or shadows, no earth-shattering roars.

Even the surrounding airflow remained completely undisturbed.

But Wang Ye, who was standing to the side, turned as pale as paper in an instant.

pat.

He completely lost his grip on the thermos, which fell to the ground and rolled to Zhang Chulan's feet.

"Old Wang?!"

Zhang Chulan felt a chill run down his spine. He subconsciously looked at Wang Ye, only to find that the Taoist priest, who usually appeared lazy, was now staring intently in Xu Xin's direction, his pupils contracting sharply and cold sweat pouring down his forehead like a waterfall.

"I can't see it..."

Wang Ye's voice trembled, a testament to his extreme fear of the unknown:

"I can't see... I can't see anything..."

"The chaotic metal clapper cannot hold it still, and the Qimen Dunjia formation cannot be calculated..."

"Old Zhang!! Run!!!"

Wang Ye abruptly turned his head and roared at Zhang Taichu in the center of the hall:

"That thing is coming!! Even though we can't see it... it's really coming!!!"

It wasn't just Wang Ye.

Even the Tang Clan elders with slightly higher cultivation levels held their breath, widened their eyes, and stared intently at the void between Xu Xin and Zhang Taichu.

They can't see it either.

Dan Shi.

The Tang Clan's ultimate martial arts are called ultimate martial arts because they are formless, colorless, and tasteless.

It is a poison of Qi, a death scythe aimed at those who are different from the ordinary.

By the time you become aware of it, it has already completely corroded away the innate Qi within your body.

"This is... the legendary Pill Devouring?"

Zhang Chulan swallowed hard. Even though he activated the Golden Light Mantra and Thunder Magic, and even pushed his senses to the limit, he still couldn't feel anything.

But he could sense death.

The sensation was as if a cool hand was gently caressing his heart.

"Hey……"

On the high platform, Tang Miaoxing leaned forward to the extreme.

At that moment, a near-mad fervor burned in his cloudy old eyes.

This is it!

It's this kind of despairing, deathly silence!

This is the method that buried the once arrogant Zhang Huaiyi and made the entire world of supernatural beings tremble with fear!

"Zhang Taichu..."

Tang Miaoxing stared intently at the figure standing in the center of the hall, a ferocious smile spreading across his lips, a low growl emanating from his throat:

"You're so arrogant!"

"Didn't you want to see it?!"

"This time... let's see how arrogant you are!!!"

Faced with the invisible approach of death, and Wang Ye's heart-wrenching warning.

Zhang Taichu remained standing in the same spot.

He didn't dodge, didn't defend, and didn't even strengthen the golden light around his body.

He merely squinted slightly and tilted his head slightly, as if listening to the sound of the wind or smelling some non-existent scent in the air.

"They're here."

Sudden.

Zhang Taichu chuckled softly.

Upon hearing these two words, Xu Xin, who was standing opposite him, suddenly showed a hint of surprise on his previously calm face.

Did he see it?

impossible!

The pill's bite is invisible and formless; unless one is hit by it, it is impossible to detect!

however.

What happened the next second caused everyone present to completely shut down in an instant.

Zhang Taichu did not make any blocking gesture.

He actually...

Slowly, he opened his mouth.

"suck--"

A long, drawn-out breath, like a whale swallowing the sky, suddenly echoed in the hall.

whoosh whoosh whoosh————

The once deathly silent hall was suddenly swept by a strange gust of wind.

That wasn't ordinary wind.

It was a terrifying black hole vortex formed with Zhang Taichu's mouth as the center!

"This...this is..."

Xu Xin's withered hands trembled violently, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

He saw it in horror.

The originally formless and shapeless poisonous energy that he released was forced to reveal its true form under the terrifying suction force of Zhang Taichu!

Those were wisps of pitch-black, twisted, and menacing smoke.

They struggled and screamed frantically in the air, as if they had their own lives, desperately trying to escape the black hole that emitted a terrifying suction force.

But it didn't work.

Faced with Zhang Taichu's domineering and unparalleled innate Qi, these supposedly incurable poisonous Qi were like small snakes encountering their natural enemy, having no chance to resist at all.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

All the black toxic fumes were forcibly twisted into a black torrent, swirling and rushing out all at once...

It crawled into Zhang Taichu's mouth!

grunt.

A perfectly clear swallowing sound.

In this hall where you could hear a pin drop, it sounded particularly jarring.

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Zhang Chulan opened his mouth wide, his chin almost hitting his feet, and his eyes widened like copper bells.

Wang Ye remained in that roaring posture, his whole body stiff as a statue.

Tang Miaoxing, standing on the high platform, still had a sinister smile on his face, but his eyes had become vacant, as if his soul had left his body.

As for the practitioner, Xu Xin.

His whole body was trembling violently, his withered fingers pointed at Zhang Taichu, his lips quivered, and strange gurgling sounds came from his throat, but he couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

Eat...eat?

He...he ate the Dan Shi?!

Is this something a human being would do?!

That's a Dan Shi!

That's the Dan Shi, a poison that kills anyone who touches it, corrodes everything, and even Zhang Huaiyi couldn't withstand it!

He just... like eating jelly... sucked it in?!

"belch--"

Just when everyone was wondering if they were under a spell.

Zhang Taichu, however, acted as if he had just had a hearty meal, letting out a loud burp without any regard for his image.

A wisp of black smoke drifted from the corner of his mouth and then slowly dissipated in the air.

"Smack, smack."

Zhang Taichu smacked his lips twice, seemingly savoring the taste of what he had just eaten.

Then.

Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes that were almost bursting with disbelief, he frowned, his face revealing an undisguised look of disgust.

"bitter."

Zhang Taichu uttered this single word, then shook his head, looking clearly dissatisfied:

"It's still astringent."

He raised his eyelids, glanced at Xu Xin, who was completely petrified opposite him, then at Tang Miaoxing on the high platform, who seemed to have become a vegetable, and sneered:

"This is the secret technique that your Tang Clan reveres as your ancestor?"

"Is this the trump card you're so proud of, the one you think can kill me?"

Zhang Taichu stuck out his little finger and picked at his ear, his tone as disdainful as if he were commenting on a bowl of spoiled tofu pudding from a roadside stall:

"This thing, aside from having a slightly stale, earthy smell..."

"It's not as strong as the Erguotou from down the mountain."