Meng the Hunchback's Oil Runs Dry

The bones of the Li Tian Toad turned to powder in his palm, yet seeped into his body through his pores, condensing into dark green poisonous scales upon the surface of his own bones.

Meng the Hunchback's abdomen bulged outward, followed by a dull, bloated sound as the undigested flesh and blood reshaped itself within his gut.

Several tentacles covered in pustules sprouted and probed from the corners of his mouth, greedily lapping up the residual slime on the ground.

The air in the entire room began to boil as poisonous miasma surged in through the door cracks, condensing around Meng the Hunchback into the solid phantom of a poisonous dragon.

When the last piece of flesh vanished into his mouth, Meng the Hunchback threw his head back and let out a pained roar, the sound waves shattering the surrounding walls. From a distance, he now bore a striking resemblance to the Li Tian Toad from moments before.

The Hurricane Beast King stared at Meng the Hunchback, who had suddenly reached the Great Perfection of the Spirit Transformation stage, and said in utter shock, "You actually devoured the inner core of a high-grade spirit beast!"

"I have been raising it for a thousand years, nurturing it all the way to the peak of high-grade. It was already at the sub-Desolate level; it was only one step away from becoming a Desolate Beast!"

"It was you! You are the beast who forced me to devour the Li Tian!"

The Hurricane Beast King sneered with disdain, "How laughable. From beginning to end, it was loyal to you, while you always treated it as nothing more than a pill-treasure to boost your own strength!"

"So what if I did, and so what if I didn't? Enough talk. I am now at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Transformation stage as well—come and fight!"

Meng the Hunchback thrust his hand forward, dark green miasma churning in his palm as several pustule-covered tentacles shot from his sleeves, lunging at the Hurricane Beast King with a pungent, fishy stench.

The tentacles writhed flexibly in the air, their tips splitting open to spray dark green venom at the Hurricane Beast King like a torrential downpour.

The Hurricane Beast King flapped its wings, whipping up a gale in an attempt to disperse the venom, but the liquid corroded deep pits into the ground upon contact. Even the wind became tainted with the potent toxin, turning into poisonous, blade-like gusts that backfired upon the beast itself.

Its pupils constricted as it hurriedly shielded its body with its wings, yet the venom still touched the edges, instantly burning several black holes into the textured membranes and releasing a charred, foul odor.

"Hahaha, beast, taste the flavor of my Rot-Bone Poison!"

Meng the Hunchback laughed wildly as his abdomen bulged again, and several dark green poisonous dragon phantoms erupted from his body, jaws wide as they lunged to bite the Hurricane Beast King.

Wherever the poisonous dragons passed, the air seemed to melt, and the ground split into deep trenches filled with flowing dark green venom.

The Hurricane Beast King roared, its surrounding gale surging to form countless wind blades that slashed toward the dragons.

But as soon as the wind blades touched the dragons, they were corroded away by the miasma. The dragons only grew more robust, one of them clamping its jaws onto the Hurricane Beast King's shoulder.

Dark green venom instantly surged into the Hurricane Beast King's body through the wound. It felt a piercing pain in its shoulder, and its internal spiritual power began to spiral out of control.

Seeing this, a flash of cruelty crossed Meng the Hunchback's eyes. He flickered, appearing directly before the Hurricane Beast King, and slammed his scale-covered palm into its chest.

"Die!"

Just as his poisonous palm was about to strike, he suddenly tossed a small, pitch-black cauldron from his storage ring.

The cauldron expanded to the size of a yard in mid-air, its surface carved with twisted poisonous runes. It spewed thick, ink-black poisonous smoke that dyed the Hurricane Beast King's surrounding gale black.

It was his trump card: the Poison King Cauldron.

"Die!"

Meng the Hunchback channeled his spiritual power, and the Poison King Cauldron slammed into the Hurricane Beast King, the smoke from its mouth transforming into countless poisonous needles that shot densely into the beast's wounds.

At that moment, a look of desperation flashed in the Hurricane Beast King's eyes. Ignoring the erosion of the venom within, it violently spread its bat-like wings. Silver-white wind energy shimmered along the edges like two giant blades, slashing toward Meng the Hunchback and the Poison King Cauldron simultaneously.

Clang—

The wind blade struck the Poison King Cauldron, and with a crisp sound, a crack was cleaved into the sturdy vessel.

The other blade landed precisely on Meng the Hunchback's waist. Before he could even scream, his body was sliced clean in two, dark green blood and viscera spilling across the floor.

"Impossible..."

Meng the Hunchback's upper body collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with unwillingness as his spiritual power dissipated like a bursting dam. Yet, as he watched the Hurricane Beast King approach, a crazed smile spread across his face.

"Even if I die, I'll drag you down to the grave with me!"

Using his final ounce of strength, Meng the Hunchback violently triggered the remaining miasma and spiritual power within his body, and a dark green light erupted from him with sudden intensity.

"Explode, explode, explode!"

In an instant, several deafening roars rang out. Meng the Hunchback's mangled remains detonated, the miasma and spiritual power forming a massive dark green shockwave that swept toward the Hurricane Beast King, shaking the surrounding mountains violently.

The Hurricane Beast King had almost no ability to resist; its massive body collapsed to the ground instantly, the potent toxin corroding its frame until it finally perished.

Meng the Hunchback knelt on the ground, trembling all over, and immediately looked toward Luo Chuan in the distance, snarling, "Luo Chuan, you brat! Once I recover my cultivation, I will personally pull out your tendons and peel your bones!"

Luo Chuan walked over with one hand behind his back, smiling, "Heh, do you think This Seat will give you that chance?"

"I advise you to think carefully. Even if my strength is greatly diminished, I am still at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Transformation stage. If you want to die, I will take you with me!"

Meng the Hunchback gritted his teeth.

Luo Chuan let out a disdainful snort and instantly appeared before Meng the Hunchback, grabbing him by the throat and lifting him into the air.

"How is this possible? You... you are actually... not afraid of my Heavenly Crippling Poison!"

Seeing Luo Chuan dare to touch his body directly, Meng the Hunchback was utterly shocked. He could not believe that a mere junior at the mid-stage of Spirit Transformation possessed such power!

Luo Chuan smiled, "Who said This Seat was only at the mid-stage of Spirit Transformation?"

As Luo Chuan released his energy, his late-stage Spirit Transformation spiritual power surged outward like a tidal wave. The void on both sides shattered the moment it touched this energy!

"Late-stage Spirit Transformation! You brat, you've been hiding your true strength all along. You bastard... if you kill me, I will make you pay the price!"

Luo Chuan tightened his grip on Meng the Hunchback's throat and said indifferently, "Meng the Hunchback, you are at the end of your rope. Now, you can go die."

"No, don't kill me! I don't want to die!"

Meng the Hunchback tried to struggle, but Luo Chuan gave him no chance, instantly shattering his soul and Nascent Soul, ensuring he would never be reincarnated for all eternity.

Luo Chuan took Meng the Hunchback's storage bag, inspected it, and nodded, "A Spirit Transformation stage storage bag truly holds countless treasures."

"Now, it is time to head to the third trial."