His opponent's poison arts were terrifying. With a thrust of his palm, poisonous fumes coalesced into a gigantic toad that squatted over the deep crater Lu Feng had smashed into the ground, enveloping it completely and leaving him no escape.
In an instant, an endless sizzling filled the surroundings. Not only ordinary plants, but even the earth itself melted and smoked, hissing as it dissolved away.
"Hahaha! So that's all you amounted to!" The youngest disciple of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect's master roared with laughter.
This move was called Toad Purgatory. Its poison was not the most potent in his cultivation technique, but it was the most vicious.
It would slowly seep into his opponent's body, even preserving a measure of their vitality to prevent an immediate death, while melting them at tremendous speed. The victim could only watch helplessly as they dissolved, until their consciousness finally vanished.
He sensed Lu Feng's aura gradually fading, growing weaker and weaker.
At that moment, he could almost see his opponent writhing and struggling in the poisonous fumes, then collapsing helplessly, watching his own vitality ebb away as he slowly melted.
Only when Lu Feng's aura seemed to have vanished completely, leaving mere traces behind, did the sect master's youngest disciple wave his hand and draw back all the poisonous fumes.
Lu Feng's figure had disappeared from the crater. Only the Embroidered Sword remained, embedded in its floor.
With his target slain, the sect master's youngest disciple was brimming with satisfaction. He sneered a few times and prepared to leave, but the sight of the Embroidered Sword suddenly reminded him of how Lu Feng had used it to break his true qi whip. His interest stirred.
"Since it's a spoil of battle, I might as well take it back!"
With a laugh,