Chapter 110: Farewell to Liu Qingli Again

Though only a slight prick, the blade still pierced the flesh, and the poison gas immediately invaded his body. A wave of dizziness washed over him, and the breath he had been holding escaped. The toxic air seeped in, causing him to unknowingly stagger backward.

At that moment, he released his grip, and Liu Qingli’s long sword mercilessly thrust toward his throat. Her face twisted into a fierce snarl, a cruel threat lingering at the corner of her mouth—an expression starkly different from the innocent Liu Qingli of before.

Just as she had anticipated, the sword plunged into his throat without resistance. Yet, contrary to her expectations, no blood spattered forth. She froze in surprise, only to witness Chu Han before her vanish in a flash of lightning.

The true Chu Han then appeared behind her, wielding thunder and lightning aimed to strike her body. But Liu Qingli reacted swiftly, dodging his attack with a quick sidestep and creating distance between them.

It turned out that the moment Chu Han was impaled, he had employed his lightning phantom technique. His speed was so swift that Liu Qingli hadn’t noticed when he switched places with his phantom—nearly falling victim to his maneuver.

In truth, Chu Han had held back. He still couldn’t bring himself to strike Liu Qingli with lethal force. His goal was merely to paralyze her with his lightning’s numbing power and restrain her. However, this hesitation cost him the best chance to defeat her.

“Brother Chu, please run! Don’t worry about me. You’re no match for her. When you become stronger, come back to save me,” Leng Ye cried out urgently, having just realized the danger. Her fear was palpable; she had witnessed her grandfather being repelled by Liu Qingli, and even Zhang Fang had been no match. How could Chu Han possibly prevail?

If he persisted, his life would be at risk.

Chu Han waved her off, assuring her he wouldn’t leave until Leng Ye was safely away. He understood the Wolf Clan’s intentions—attempting to forge another Nine-Poison Sorceress.

But the Nine-Poison Sorceress was no easy creation; the failure rate was high. If failed, Leng Ye would perish instantly, leaving no chance for rescue. This was the only opportunity to save her.

“You’re truly despicable. But from now on, I won’t fight you with my golden body anymore. Feel the terror of the Nine Poisons—Nine Poison Worship,” Liu Qingli snapped, furious after being toyed with by Chu Han and nearly defeated at his hands. She clasped her hands together and performed a worship gesture, then floated into the air, standing atop a creeping pool of poisonous mist, exuding an eerie aura.

Suddenly, Chu Han sensed something approaching from all directions. Moments later, hundreds—no, thousands—of venomous insects emerged from the ground, all bowing toward Liu Qingli in a disturbingly human-like manner. Chu Han then realized the true nature of her Nine Poison Worship technique.

The swarm included centipedes, scorpions, hornets, and many other nameless venomous creatures, densely packed beneath Chu Han’s feet, sending chills down his spine. He knew trouble had arrived.

These poisonous insects were lethally venomous; a single bite could incapacitate him. Yet their numbers were overwhelming. Though his body crackled with lightning, he had no choice but to fight.

Liu Qingli pointed at Chu Han, and the swarm’s eyes glowed blood-red as they charged toward him like a living mountain of venomous creatures, too many to count.

Only now did he fully comprehend the Nine-Poison Sorceress’s ability to command all poisonous insects—a power unmatched in the world of venomous arts.

“Lightning flash!” Chu Han shouted, placing both hands on the ground. Electric currents surged rapidly through the earth into the insect horde, incinerating countless venomous bugs into ash. Still, their numbers were so vast that the lightning couldn’t envelop them all. Killing thousands was but a drop in the ocean.

The remaining insects swiftly enveloped his body, and Chu Han vanished from sight. Witnessing this, Liu Qingli’s smile deepened while Leng Ye’s sorrow grew, a stark contrast between them.

“No, Brother Chu, you can’t die!” Leng Ye sobbed and screamed aloud. Liu Qingli only laughed heartlessly, savoring the sight of Leng Ye’s heart-wrenching anguish.

Then, the swarm surrounding Chu Han exploded. Though the blast was modest, it unleashed a powerful surge of lightning. Nearly all the insects clustered together, ensnared by the electric current, over half rendered immobile.

Amid their astonishment, a bolt of lightning descended from the heavens, striking the insect mass and creating a massive crater in the ground. Wrapped in that lightning was Chu Han himself.

He had once again used his lightning phantom to evade the insects’ assault, leapt into the air, and crashed down with tremendous force, obliterating nearly all the venomous insects. Only a few stragglers remained, no longer a threat.

Liu Qingli’s expression darkened. She hadn’t expected this move to fail. She formed a strange gesture with her hands.

“Nine Poison Domain.”

Again the Nine Poison technique. Chu Han couldn’t evade this time and found himself trapped within it. However, the corrosive poisonous mist did not appear. Instead, a massive centipede, nearly two meters tall, erupted from beneath the earth. Its countless legs made the hairs on one’s skin stand on end.

Trapped by the Nine Poison Domain, Chu Han was immobilized. Any contact with the surrounding blue venom would mean certain death. The centipede’s maw could easily drain him dry in a single bite.

The centipede roared and lunged forward. Gritting his teeth, Chu Han’s right hand was enveloped in blinding lightning. He concentrated all his internal energy into that hand. He thought, whatever comes next, survival is the priority.

“Thunder Strike!”

Chu Han roared as he surged forward at incredible speed. The fierce lightning shattered the surrounding purple venom chains. He pierced through the centipede’s body, which split into two halves. Though not dead, it was paralyzed on the ground, incapacitated by the electric shock.

Chu Han broke free from the Nine Poison Domain, but his internal energy was completely depleted. Weak, he slumped to the ground, gasping heavily. He had no options left. In the end, he lost.

Liu Qingli immediately noticed his exhaustion, his inability to resist. She drew her long sword once more and slowly approached him.

“Haha, your strength is nothing. Since that’s the case, your life is mine now. Pray,” she sneered.

Raising her sword with a ferocious glare, Liu Qingli prepared to strike. Yet Chu Han smiled with relief.

“Consider this repayment for all you did to me in my past life. Go ahead, pierce me.”

His words stunned Liu Qingli. Her hands trembled as she held the long sword. She didn’t understand why, but whenever she tried to drive the blade in, a sharp pain stabbed her heart—a deeply unsettling sensation. Could something be wrong with her Nine Poison body?

Chu Han’s words also triggered fleeting images before her eyes. She screamed in agony, feeling as if her head were about to explode.