If Long Xuan was in his peak state, he might be able to force the poison out of his body with his powerful True Yuan. But now, he could only expel the poison by letting out blood.
"Eldest Senior Brother, are you okay?" Jia Zhengliang looked at the poisonous blood spurting out and the corner of his mouth twitched.
There was too much blood spurting out, at least a bucket, but the blood was still black.
Fortunately, Long Xuan had enough Qi and blood replenishing pills on him. His cultivation was also strong enough. Losing so much blood was enough for him to hold on. Otherwise, he would have died long ago.
The poisonous blood spurted out for the time it took to brew a cup of tea. Long Xuan's face was completely pale and his body was extremely weak. It could be said that he was on the verge of death.
Seeing Long Xuan in such a miserable state, Yang Guyun couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. Fortunately, he listened to his Junior Master's words and didn't rush into the valley. Otherwise, he would most likely end up like Long Xuan.
It's just that Yang Guyun couldn't figure out what Qin Feng did to actually make Long Xuan like this and almost killed Long Xuan.
"That bastard, I must kill him, I must kill him!" The weak Long Xuan's consciousness was starting to blur, but he still couldn't forget Qin Feng.
Yang Guyun suddenly felt pity for Long Xuan. This fellow who was equally famous as him didn't seem to have any good things after meeting Qin Feng. Now, he was played by Qin Feng until he lost half his life. Why bother?
"Why does Qin Feng have such a terrifying poison?" Yang Guyun couldn't help but ask.
"Before coming here, he killed a Poison Jiao Dragon!" Feng Ling 'er said.
Yang Guyun had a look of 'are you f * cking kidding me?' on his face. Qin Feng was merely at the ninth level of the Giant Force Realm. Yes, Qin Feng was indeed a little special at the ninth level of the Giant Force Realm. His combat prowess was comparable to those at the True Energy Realm.
But there was a limit. The Poison Jiao Dragon was a late-stage third-order monster. Its strength was so strong that even he had to avoid it. Especially the poison on the Poison Jiao Dragon, if he wasn't careful, he would lose his life.
"He did indeed kill a Poison Flood Dragon and even brought its poison sac with him!" Jiang Ziyue said.
Yang Guyun rubbed his temples. Was he too outdated, or had the world changed? Were all Gigantic Strength Realm cultivators so heaven-defying?
However, if Qin Feng had the Venomous Flood Dragon's Venom Sac, it would explain why Long Xuan was being played so miserably.
"What does he want the poison sac for?" Yang Guyun asked.
"Eat!" Feng Ling 'er and Jiang Ziyue said in unison.
"What?" Yang Guyun's voice suddenly rose an octave.
"Don't look at us. We don't believe it either, but that's what he said," Ziyue Jiang and Feng Ling said helplessly.
Yang Guyun felt like he was going crazy. No, it was Qin Feng who had gone crazy. Eating the poison sac of the Poison Jiao Dragon, even if he wanted to court death, this was not the way to do it.
"Junior Martial Uncle …" Yang Guyun looked at Qin Ying. Perhaps only his Junior Martial Uncle could persuade Qin Feng.
"Big Brother Qin Feng must have his reasons for doing this. He asked Ying Er to wait outside, so Ying Er will wait outside!" Qin Ying hugged her legs and sat on a rock, looking like an obedient child.
Yang Guyun slapped his forehead speechlessly. How could he forget that his Junior Martial Uncle was Qin Feng's die-hard fan? Even if Qin Feng pointed at a rock and said it was gold, his Junior Martial Uncle would believe it without hesitation.
Yang Guyun already missed the days when he was teased by his Junior Martial Uncle in the Mysterious Flame Sect. At that time, although his Junior Martial Uncle was mischievous, he was at least a normal person. But now, when he met Qin Feng, he became abnormal.
"Sigh!" Yang Guyun could only let out a long sigh helplessly.
"Ah ah ah ah …" A few disciples of the Ice River Valley rushed into the valley in disbelief. However, the moment they entered the valley, they screamed miserably. In the blink of an eye, their bodies turned black. They were poisoned to death inside. They didn't even have the time to escape.
"Deng deng deng!"
Seeing the miserable state of these people, whether it was the disciples of the Ice River Valley or the Mysterious Flame Sect, they all fiercely retreated. Who knew if the poison would float out from the valley?
Those disciples of the Ice River Valley were all True Energy Realm martial artists. But they were all poisoned to death in an instant. If it were them, they wouldn't be much better off.
When everyone looked at Long Xuan again, their eyes were filled with admiration. What a fierce person. He could even escape from this kind of poison and survive. He was indeed worthy of being the chief disciple of the Ice River Valley. He was indeed different from ordinary martial artists.
"Four people from the Ice River Valley died in the valley. They were all inner sect disciples of the Ice River Valley. They had extraordinary identities. I'm afraid Qin Feng has gotten into big trouble this time," Yang Guyun said.
"They are courting death. Who can they blame? We already told them not to go in, but they insisted on going in!" Feng Ling 'er said.
"Do you think they will think that way? Even if he doesn't fall out with us in this secret realm, what about after we leave? Don't you know how powerful the Ice River Valley is? How can Qin Feng fight against the Ice River Valley by himself?" Yang Guyun said helplessly.
Qin Feng, who was preparing to break through, naturally wouldn't think about offending the Ice River Valley. So what if he offended them? It was just a mere Ice River Valley!
The medicinal power of the Cold Flame Spirit Grass had already completely dissolved in Qin Feng's body. Qin Feng took out the poison sac of the Venomous Flood Dragon. Looking at this pitch-black poison sac, even though Qin Feng was already prepared, he was still somewhat hesitant.
Although he said it very casually to Jiang Ziyue and the others, it was still quite a challenge to actually eat this poison sac!
"Fight!" Qin Feng gritted his teeth, opened his mouth, and bit the poison sac.
"Gulp!"
The smell of blood almost made Qin Feng vomit, but Qin Feng gritted his teeth and swallowed it down. He swallowed the poison sac in a few mouthfuls.
If this scene was seen by outsiders, they would definitely exclaim in admiration. This was a truly fierce person. Swallowing the poison sac of the Venomous Flood Dragon!
The disciples of the Ice River Valley had only been affected by the poison of the Venomous Flood Dragon's poison sac and died. Now that Qin Feng had swallowed the entire poison sac, the poison in his body was more than a hundred or a thousand times more than the disciples of the Ice River Valley!
Under this kind of poison, not to mention a True Energy Realm martial artist, even an Yuan Dan Realm martial artist would be poisoned to death!
The moment he swallowed the poison sac, the poison surged up and attacked his heart. Qin Feng's face was covered in poison gas. It seemed that he was about to die.
"Martial Veins, open!"
Qin Feng shouted and guided the poison into his martial veins. The energy accumulated in the eighteen martial veins had already reached the peak. Under the influx of the poison, the eighteen martial veins seemed as if they were about to explode!
The poison eroded Qin Feng's body. The poison spread throughout his internal organs. Qin Feng felt as if his body was about to explode.
"The Venomous Flood Dragon's poison sac is really overbearing. I really didn't make the wrong choice!" Qin Feng chuckled. Under his guidance, the medicinal power of the Cold Flame Spirit Grass continuously collided with the poison.
Every time they collided, Qin Feng's body would tremble. The energy in the eighteen martial veins suppressed the poison and rushed out of the eighteen martial veins. Under Qin Feng's guidance, the three forces continuously collided.
Every time these three forces collided, Qin Feng's body would become more solid. Under the intense collision of the three forces, they became more and more condensed.
"Emperor's Tyrannical Technique!" Qin Feng shouted. The three forces that were surging in his body suddenly stopped. With a single palm, the three forces merged together!
When a wisp of the Eternal Flame was injected, a scorching hot aura spread throughout Qin Feng's body. It flowed through his limbs and bones, filled the eighteen martial veins, and finally gathered in Qin Feng's dantian!
"True Essence!"
True Essence visible to the naked eye appeared around Qin Feng's body. Dozens of feet away, the grass, trees, bamboo, and stones began to burn within the true essence.
Suddenly, a black aura appeared within the flames. The burning grass, trees, bamboo, and stones began to decay in an instant!
This was a deadly poison. The poison contained in the Venom Flood Dragon's poison sac had actually been refined by Qin Feng into his true essence.
The "Emperor's Tyrannical Technique" was the advanced version of the "Martial Emperor's Meridian Opening Technique". As Qin Feng continued to improve this technique, there would be a day when Qin Feng would reach the peak of his previous life's cultivation, or even surpass it.
The true essence cultivated from the "Emperor's Tyrannical Technique" was extremely tyrannical. Moreover, as Qin Feng cultivated, the emperor's true essence could continuously refine all kinds of heavenly treasures, becoming even more powerful.
The 18 martial veins were filled with True Essence. In terms of quantity of True Essence, Qin Feng was not inferior to a Fourth or Fifth True Element Realm martial artist. In terms of quality of True Essence, it was also far superior to the martial artists of this world.
"Hu!" Qin Feng spat out a mouthful of turbid air. His true essence condensed and shot through the rocks in front of him.
"Boom!" With a wave of his hand, a stream of true essence broke out of his body and rushed out for four to five hundred feet before stopping.
"Now, at least I won't be at a disadvantage against An Wushuang!" Qin Feng smiled faintly.
For Qin Feng who had opened eighteen martial veins, every increase in realm was a huge leap!
"With true essence, many things that I couldn't do before can be done freely!"
Qin Feng took out the Heaven's Calamity Battle Armor and pointed his finger. Vigorous true essence actually burned and carved runes on the Heaven's Calamity Battle Armor. These runes connected together to form an interconnected array.
Qin Feng's seclusion lasted for half a month. When he finished refining the Heaven's Calamity Battle Armor, he found that there was no one outside the valley.
"Where did they go?" Qin Feng could not help but frown.
There were no traces of fighting in the surroundings, but some of the broken corpses made Qin Feng alert.
"Boom!"
Qin Feng took a step forward and there was a rumbling sound. A wisp of spatial turbulence appeared where he was originally standing.
"Qin Feng, is that Qin Feng?" A disciple of the Mysterious Flame Orthodox Sect shouted in the distance.
Qin Feng took a step forward and the disciple was shocked. Qin Feng actually appeared in front of him in an instant.
"What happened?" Qin Feng asked.
"You … you … you … how did you do it?" The disciple widened his eyes.
"What happened to you?" Qin Feng asked.
"Eldest Senior Brother is injured. Junior Martial Uncle asked me to stay here and wait for you to come out of seclusion!" The disciple of the Xuanhuo Sect said.