Tan YuLan had never seen such a bizarre ability. Someone could actually forge bones into immortal artifacts and turn them into armor.
And why was this Jiang Ping An immune to the Six-Winged Centipede's poison, even able to wield that poison?
She had thought Jiang Ping An was a Soul Immortal specializing in Mental Power, capable of instantly killing five Golden Immortals with it. Now, it seemed that was not the case.
Though countless doubts filled her mind, this was clearly not the time to ponder them. The most important thing now was to kill Jiang Ping An.
Killing someone on the Martial Arts Stage violated the cultivation ground's rules and would get her expelled.
But that was not a particularly serious matter to Tan YuLan. At worst, she would no longer use this place's cultivation resources.
Jiang Ping An was anything but ordinary. If he were allowed to grow, he would absolutely become a disaster for Centipede Island.
Tan YuLan showed no mercy. Immortal power surged around her like a raging tide as she pushed it to its limit and unleashed Centipede Island's Divine Art, the Poison Control Sword.
This Divine Art was Centipede Island's strongest offensive Divine Art. Not only was it overwhelmingly powerful, it also carried potent poison.
The instant the Divine Art was unleashed, the flowers, grass, and trees simulated inside the barrier withered and died.
Four swords wreathed in chilling poison gas streaked through the void, leaving behind phantom sword shadows. Like four savage venomous pythons baring their fangs and claws, they hacked viciously toward Jiang Ping An.
Sensing the power of the Sword Intent, Jiang Ping An activated the Divine Speed Runes on his body and rapidly retreated.
Yet Tan YuLan was no slower. The three pairs of wings on her body granted her