Swallowing the Stars: You Can't Escape, Mountain Dweller

Chapter 400 The Venom of the Demon Kiss Snake

Harrington thought about it for a long time, but in the end he gave up in despair.

"Let's wait and see. Maybe someone else will have a solution."

Otherwise, if Whiteledo were to obtain this, the consequences would be far more dire.

Although the members of the Holy Ancestor Society were unwilling, they had no other choice at this point.

They temporarily ceased their activities and left the area.

Anyway, their residences are all nearby, so they can come back anytime.

On the contrary, some contestants from other races were indignant at Bai Yang's arrogance.

Some hot-tempered people rushed in, wanting to see what he was capable of.

The result was naturally that they never returned, which inadvertently provided Bai Yang with a lot of meat.

Time flies, and more than three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Bai Yang faces two or three challenges every day, but he easily defeats any opponent.

Over time, the number of contestants who died at his hands has exceeded two thousand.

The various resources he acquired have truly piled up like mountains, and he even has so many World Rings that he can't use them all.

He could only categorize the various resources and stuff them in.

Bernard and Ancient Dragon Vine feasted on the food, resulting in a significant increase in their strength.

As time went on, the atmosphere on the entire First Star became increasingly strange and restless.

More and more outsiders are no longer trying to get entangled with the Holy Race.

They were caught in a dilemma: whether to face Bai Yang or return to their own planet to compete for rankings.

The name Whiteley has become a source of immense anxiety for all the remaining contestants.

Meanwhile, on other planets, the competition for the remaining 900 spots officially began.

The Holy Ancestor Society and the demon race still on the first star could no longer sit still.

Harrington sat in his makeshift palace, surrounded by Saints whose numbers had dwindled considerably over the years.

He looked around and slowly said:

"Tomorrow I'll take the venom of the Demon Kiss Serpent and challenge Whiteridge."

Many members of the Holy Race below the stage were overjoyed, and the leader finally couldn't contain himself any longer!

On his left, a white snake sat coiled up and asked in a soft, seductive voice:

"Chief, are you confident?"

Harrington said in a deep voice:

"I'll just do my best."

"It's okay if we can't win the game, but we can't let our Holy Race lose face."

All the members of the Holy Race present felt a pang of sympathy, their expressions complex.

I felt both ashamed and somewhat relieved that I didn't have to face Bai Yang myself.

They were born into a sacred race, unlike ordinary demons.

Almost all the elders in the family are still alive, and this battle of the strong has turned out like this.

They had long been disgraced, and many had faced various pressures from their families.

Early the next morning, a large group of demons gathered under the thrones.

Harrington's true form is a gigantic, serrated beast that is over eighty kilometers long.

He was considered to be of a relatively robust build for his race.

He stood beneath the throne, carefully examined the virtual image of Bai Yang, and reaffirmed his resolve.

The observers on the giant ships in the sky also became interested.

"Harrington is exceptionally strong; in previous years, he would have been a strong contender for a top-ten finish."

"Hmm, it seems he's preparing to use the venom of the Demon Kiss Serpent. Tsk tsk, the Holy Clan kid is really rich."

"The venom of that special life form? That's something that's said to kill anyone below the Immortal level."

"Whiteley is in danger now."

Harrington himself is not an opponent he can easily defeat.

Throughout the entire battle, it was impossible for him to completely avoid contact with his opponent.

"Yes, that's simply impossible."

Whiteledo's illusion was powerful.

But Harrington has armed himself to the bone this time.

The illusionary defensive equipment they used was only slightly inferior to that of the most powerful treasures.

It's impossible to fall for their trap easily; forget about a fight where you can completely create distance and avoid direct contact.

"Indeed, if Whiteley hadn't known about Harrington's preparations, the battle might have ended in an instant."

While they were discussing amongst themselves, Star Guardian quickly picked up on the key words in their conversation.

"Oh no! They're going to use a very potent poison on you!"

Bai Yang saw a long string of information pop up in the quantum computer.

At the same time, no one had challenged him before.

After submitting his application, Harrington appeared directly in the vast sea of ​​sand, not far from the other two.

Bai Yang was not arrogant; both of his clones in the ring saw the message at the same time.

"What potent venom! Is it the secretion of a special life form?"

After reading it, he immediately became alert.

The best way to deal with this kind of thing is to let other clones handle it.

Whether it's the monster's clone's resistance to poison or its abyssal clone, which is essentially a half-plant life form.

Both are more suitable for dealing with poisons than time-space clones.

But this is a challenging space, and the demon race will surely have a way to thoroughly explore everything here.

"We cannot reveal the existence of the clone, otherwise the spacetime clone itself will be suspected."

Bai Yang made up his mind to use this body to solve the problem.

The question is, how will the serrated monsters on the other side use this thing?

Both are colossal creatures nearly 100 kilometers in size, so even the most potent venom would be useless if the dosage wasn't sufficient.

As Harrington entered the desert, he crouched down, fully alert, looking just like a toad with shells.

Bai Yang did not launch an attack immediately.

The two sides are more than 2,000 kilometers apart and are in a standoff.

Harrington's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly wondered:

Why has Whiteley suddenly become so cautious?

Did he know what I was planning?

He was surprised and subconsciously scanned a medicine bottle in his ring with his mental power.

This is a basketball-sized transparent glass bottle, half-filled with a clear purple liquid.

This amount is enough to poison any flesh and blood creature below the Immortal level.

Even if the opponent is three or five hundred kilometers in size, it is still impossible to stop them.

The only weakness is that the potion evaporates very quickly after it's activated.

Given the difference in strength between him and Bai Yang, Harrington will only have one chance at most.

"Just splash it on him!"

Seeing that Bai Yang did not make a move, he actually took off and flew towards him.

Bai Yang activated the Heaven and Earth, and the three metal blocks immediately flew out like cannonballs.

With a tremendous whooshing sound, it flew fiercely towards the opposite side.

This is the result of pure, immense mental power; there are no operational skills involved.

However, the more complex the situation, the harder it is to crack.

Harrington himself is a super strong person among the domain lords, so naturally he wouldn't be that bad.

His two claws and one tail moved at the same time!

After three loud bangs, he relied on his extremely thick armor, which originated from the bloodline of the Holy Race.

And the top-grade Force Armor he was wearing actually withstood the attack!

This is the first time in a long time that a demon has been able to do this.

He was overjoyed, feeling that things were going well.

The three metal blocks had already marked him, and after being bounced away, they relentlessly chased after him again.

(End of this chapter)