Poison King Shocks All Douluo, Crippled Old Village Appears!

Dugu Bo let out a cold snort and stamped his right foot hard on the ground.

"Today, I'll show you what true supreme poison is!"

The moment he finished speaking, the black seventh soul ring on Dugu Bo's body suddenly blazed with light.

He had no intention of killing him outright. Instead, he wanted to use the poisonous mist to torture this herb gatherer who had dared run his mouth until he wished he were dead, then slowly force him to reveal the distribution of every poisonous herb in this valley.

"Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor, Poison Burst!"

Dugu Bo barked, shoving both hands forward with force.

The thick emerald-green poisonous mist around him instantly condensed into the illusory form of a colossal venomous snake dozens of meters long.

The venomous snake phantom opened its bloody maw, carrying a pungent, fishy stench as it lunged straight at Pharmacist, who stood a dozen meters away, with thunderous momentum.

Wherever the poisonous mist passed, even the hard rock corroded with a sizzling hiss.

Seeing this astonishing sight, everyone from Douluo outside the light screen held their breath, staring at the image without blinking.

They were all waiting for that arrogant herb gatherer to be swallowed by the poisonous mist and reduced to pus in a miserable end.

Yet facing the huge venomous snake phantom roaring toward him, Pharmacist, wearing the demon mask, did not retreat even half a step.

He did not even raise a hand. He remained as slow and lazy as ever, utterly unconcerned.

He merely lowered his head slightly and glanced at the little spider crouched on the index finger of his right hand.

"Little guy, you've been cooped up in the bamboo basket these past few days, haven't you?"

Pharmacist's voice came through that blue-faced, fang-toothed mask with a trace of casual amusement.

"The poison that old man released just now is a little mixed, but it can barely count as an appetizer."

"Go on. Clean up this smell. Don't dirty our place."

As Pharmacist's words fell, the little spider that had been crouched on his finger—the one everyone from Douluo had mocked as being inferior even to a ten-year soul beast—suddenly moved.

It slowly raised its two tiny front legs.

Then, facing the dozens-of-meters-long Jade Phosphor venomous snake phantom that had already charged right in front of it, carrying terrifying corrosive power, it opened its mouth and inhaled!

As Pharmacist's words fell, the little black spider crouched on his fingertip slowly raised its two tiny front legs.

Facing that Jade Phosphor venomous snake phantom, which was dozens of meters long and carried terrifying corrosive power, the little thing opened its tiny mouth, so small it could hardly be seen.

And inhaled lightly.

The next second, a scene that made everyone across the entire Douluo Continent's jaws drop occurred.

The emerald-green poisonous mist that filled the sky, along with the enormous venomous snake phantom, actually surged toward the little black spider's mouth like a strand of noodles being pulled in, twisting as it went.

Its speed was shockingly fast.

In just two or three breaths, the poisonous mist that had originally shrouded half the valley was sucked completely clean by this thumb-sized spider.

Not even a trace of the fishy stench remained.

In midair, the little black spider even gave an oddly human belch, spitting a tiny green bubble from the corner of its mouth.

Outside the light screen, the Douluo Continent instantly fell into a terrifying silence.

Inside the great hall of Heaven Dou Imperial City.

The civil and military officials who had just been shouting "Long life without end!" all had their mouths hanging open now, stunned as wooden chickens.

The jade cup in Great Emperor Xue Ye's hand fell to the floor with a clack and shattered to pieces, but he did not notice at all. He only stared fixedly at the sky screen with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

On Shrek Academy's field.

The confidence and arrogance on Tang San's face froze completely.

He felt as if someone had slapped him hard across the face a dozen times, his cheeks burning with pain.

"How is this possible..."

Tang San murmured to himself, his voice trembling.

That was the poison burst released by the seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Body, of a rank ninety-two Titled Douluo!

And it had just been gulped down by a bug?

Meanwhile, in the image on the sky screen, Dugu Bo was utterly dumbfounded as well.

His eyes bulged as he maintained the posture of pushing both hands forward, completely unable to believe that the lethal poison he had painstakingly cultivated for decades had vanished just like that.

However, before he could recover from the shock, the little black spider on Pharmacist's fingertip suddenly twisted its body.

Immediately afterward, a teeth-aching sound of bones stretching and joints cracking abruptly echoed through the valley.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

That thumb-sized black spider swelled violently in the wind.

One meter, ten meters, a hundred meters, several hundred meters!

In the blink of an eye, a colossal creature the size of a mountain appeared alive and breathing right in front of Dugu Bo.

The black giant spider's eight long, furry legs were like eight colossal pillars holding up the sky, every bristle as sharp as a spear forged from tempered steel.

Its massive body blotted out the sunlight above the valley, casting a vast, heavy shadow over Dugu Bo's head.

Several huge compound eyes like blood-red lanterns looked down from above at the tiny Dugu Bo.

Before the ancient, savage might radiating from this black giant spider, the so-called hundred-thousand-year Titan Giant Ape and Sky Azure Bull Python of the Star Dou Forest seemed as laughable as newborn infants.

That pure suppression of size and the bloodline pressure of a higher-dimensional world made the nine spirit rings beneath Dugu Bo's feet tremble violently, as if they might collapse and shatter at any moment.

And yet, this was only the beginning.

As the black giant spider revealed its true form, the surrounding valley also began to quake violently.

The earth beside it churned, and a dark-red centipede as thick as a water vat and several hundred meters long burrowed out from underground.

Its hundreds upon thousands of legs scraped across the rocks, throwing up a long trail of dazzling sparks.

Immediately after, a giant toad covered in festering, pus-oozing sores and as large as a small hill leaped out of the poisonous pool nearby, letting out a deafening croak.

Colorful poisonous moths, venomous snakes with wings, and all sorts of enormous poisonous insects whose names could not even be identified crawled out from every direction of the valley.

These poisonous creatures, which Pharmacist usually kept free-range in the valley as pets, were each, if picked at random, countless times larger and more imposing than the hundred-thousand-year spirit beasts of Douluo Continent.

Aside from them, countless ordinary-sized poisonous insects also crawled out in dense swarms.

Dugu Bo did not dare move at all now.

The clothes all over his body had long since been soaked through with cold sweat, and his legs felt as heavy as if they had been filled with lead.

Run?

Surrounded by this group of terrifying poison kings that could melt him with a casual breath, if he dared shift even half a step, his end would absolutely be ten thousand times worse than those people before him.

He was the mighty Poison Douluo, awe-inspiring for his entire life, yet at this moment, before these poisonous creatures of the Great Ruins, he felt he was not even worth an ant.

At that moment, Pharmacist, wearing the evil ghost mask, walked over unhurriedly.

He reached out and lightly patted the pillar-like leg of the black giant spider beside him.

"Look at you, old man."

Pharmacist shook his head, his tone full of disappointment.

"I told you just now, your poison is too mixed and too low-grade."

"Look how awful it tasted to my Little Black. It's even foaming at the mouth."

"And that's only because it has a good appetite and isn't picky. If it were any other poisonous insect, it would have thrown away that poison mist of yours as trash long ago."

Listening to Pharmacist's words, the corners of Dugu Bo's mouth could not help twitching a few times, but he could not summon even the courage to refute him.

However, just as Pharmacist finished speaking, his gaze suddenly swept twice over the space beneath Dugu Bo's feet.

More accurately, he fixed his eyes on the nine still-trembling spirit rings beneath Dugu Bo.

Pharmacist raised his fair fingers and stroked the chin of his mask, muttering thoughtfully.

"Although your poison techniques are worse than a three-year-old's, and your strength is pitifully weak."

"But..."

Pharmacist's eyes lit up, as if he had seen some novel toy.

"Those few rings of light under your feet are somewhat interesting."

"They seem to contain some kind of special energy circuit and soul imprint."

As Pharmacist spoke, he circled Dugu Bo once, completely ignoring Dugu Bo's expression as if he were about to piss himself from fright.

"As it happens, I've recently been researching how to improve Little Black and the others' breeds and increase their toxicity."

"If your ring system can be dismantled, then used as a medicinal catalyst for the poisonous insects, or as a breeding bed for new poisonous insects, I might be able to come up with something new."

The more Pharmacist spoke, the more excited he became. He turned his head and patted the enormous dark-red centipede.

"Big Red, go. Coil up this old man for me and bring him back to the pharmacy in the village."

"Remember to be gentle. Don't kill him. I still have great use for those rings of his."

The dark-red centipede happily twisted its enormous body, then directly reached out with several sharp segmented limbs and picked up Dugu Bo, who had been utterly scared out of his wits, as if grabbing a little chick.

At this point, the light screen in the sky slowly darkened.

A Poison Douluo of his generation, a guest elder of the Heaven Dou Empire, had just been treated as material for cultivating poisonous insects and was sullenly carried away by a giant centipede.

After this image disappeared, the entire Douluo Continent remained sunk in a long daze, unable to recover for a long time.

Everyone had thought Poison Douluo would obtain an opportunity here and soar to the heavens from then on.

Who could have imagined that a mighty Titled Douluo could not even defeat a single insect raised by someone else, and in the end, he had even become experimental material in another person's eyes!

Immediately after, the light screen also gradually dimmed with Pharmacist's departure.

When it lit up again, what appeared was still the perspective of Poison Douluo Dugu Bo.

The light in the image was extremely dim.

This was a dilapidated thatched hut filled with a strong and strange medicinal smell.

Several rows of crude wooden shelves stood against the walls around the room.

The shelves were packed densely with black clay jars and glass bottles of every size.

By the faint light filtering in through the window, one could clearly see all kinds of spine-chilling poisonous insects and venomous plants soaking inside those glass bottles.

And from those sealed black clay jars came, every now and then, bursts of teeth-grating skittering from jointed limbs and chewing sounds.

Dugu Bo was like a torn sack tossed aside at random, thrown by that dark-red giant centipede onto the pile of dry straw in the corner of the thatched hut.

After completing its task, the giant centipede twisted its massive body and withdrew, even using its tail to slam the broken wooden door shut with a bang on the way out.

The room instantly fell quiet.

Dugu Bo lay sprawled on the ground in a sorry state, covered from head to toe in mud and the fishy, foul-smelling slime left behind by that centipede.

He gulped in rough breaths, trying to mobilize the soul power in his body to break free of his restraints.

But to his despair, he discovered that in this strange place, the soul power of a dignified rank ninety-two Titled Douluo like him had sunk like a stone in the sea, without the slightest response. He could not even summon his martial soul.

"It's over..."

Dugu Bo's face was ashen, and his back had long since been soaked through with cold sweat.

He recalled that black giant spider from just now, which had instantly grown enormous, as towering as a mountain.

And that Pharmacist wearing a demon mask, treating a Titled Douluo as experimental material, terrified him just as much.

In front of this pack of monsters, the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor poison he was so proud of probably truly amounted to nothing.

Right now, he was like a lamb tied to the chopping block, waiting in despair for that Pharmacist to return, pull out his tendons, flay his skin, and use him to feed those terrifying poisonous insects.

Outside the screen of light, everyone from Douluo watched Dugu Bo's miserable, destitute state and could not help sighing.

That Poison Douluo, who had just been so high-spirited and insufferably arrogant, had fallen to this state in less than half an hour.

That intense contrast filled every soul master with a deep sense of powerlessness.

Just as Dugu Bo's heart sank into ashes and wild thoughts filled his mind—

Creak—

The shabby wooden door of the thatched hut suddenly let out a faint scraping sound as someone pushed it open from the outside by a crack.

Dugu Bo's heart gave a violent tremble, and he hurriedly shut his eyes and played dead, terrified that the horrifying masked Pharmacist had come in carrying a knife.

However, after waiting for a moment, no frightening footsteps came.

Instead, a series of light, tiny pattering sounds drifted in.

Dugu Bo carefully opened his eyelids and looked toward the crack in the door.

He saw a small figure sneaking in through the gap like a thief, tiptoeing with exaggerated caution.

When he saw the newcomer clearly, Dugu Bo's pupils suddenly shrank.

The one who had come in was actually a boy of around ten.

The boy was very delicate-looking, wearing coarse cloth clothes covered in patches. His large dark eyes darted about, giving off a clever air.

At the sight of that face, Dugu Bo's heart nearly leapt out of his throat.

Although he had never spoken with the earlier groups of explorers, before being teleported over, everyone in Douluo Continent had watched the first round of the heavenly screen broadcast!

He recognized him at a glance.

This seemingly harmless little brat before him was none other than that terrifying little monster from earlier, the one who had been herding cattle by the river, carrying a strange beast's thigh on one shoulder with a single hand, and casually calling that painted-skin old demoness "Granny"!

In other words, Qin Mu.

At this moment, Qin Mu was furtively looking around the room, clearly taking advantage of the Pharmacist's absence to sneak into the medicine room and hunt for treasure.

He walked up to a wooden shelf, rose onto his tiptoes, and reached out, trying to grab the glass bottle on the very top that was filled with colorful poison pills.

Looking at this little monster, Dugu Bo's thoughts spun rapidly.

Though this boy's strength is astonishingly great, and his background is terrifying beyond belief, judging by his face, he's still just an unenlightened child of about ten.

Children are always easy to fool.

If I can coax him with a few nice words, maybe I can use him to escape this damned place!

Thinking of this, Dugu Bo seemed to grasp a life-saving straw.

Enduring the pain in his chest, he worked hard to squeeze what he believed was his kindest, most benevolent smile onto that gloomy face of his.

"Cough, cough... little, little brother..."

Dugu Bo lowered his voice and called out in an extremely weak yet gentle tone.

Qin Mu, who was just about to steal the pills, was startled by this sudden voice and quickly pulled his hand back.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound, only then discovering that there was still a living person lying on the pile of dry straw in the corner.

"Huh?"

Qin Mu blinked his clear big eyes and walked over curiously, crouching down in front of Dugu Bo.

"Grandpa, why are you lying in Pharmacist Grandpa's woodshed? And why do you smell so bad?"

As Qin Mu spoke, he stretched out a small hand and waved it in front of his nose, his face full of innocent naivety.