Chapter 151: Thunderbolt

The Cuihun’s silver needles were coated in poison, and upon contact with the skin, the toxin would permeate through the dermis into the bloodstream, then spread throughout the body. Within ten minutes, the poisoned victim would succumb to death.Moreover, there was no antidote available for the poison on the needles; once stabbed, one could only wait for death’s embrace.

Fang Bai collected Cuihun’s silver needles with his hand. Although this move was executed beautifully, Cuihun believed that Fang Bai was simply courting death.

However, what Cuihun did not know was that in his former life, Fang Bai had ascended to the rank of Immortal Emperor by practicing medicine, and when it came to the arts of healing and poisoning, Fang Bai was of ancestral level. No one could outplay him, neither in his past nor present life.

"Return to you!"

Watching Cuihun laugh triumphantly as if Fang Bai was already dead, a hint of mockery flashed in Fang Bai’s eyes. He shouted lightly and flicked his wrist, shooting out the three poison-dipped silver needles he had collected in his palm.

Just now, at a distance of dozens of meters, Fang Bai had managed to injure Cuihun with mere stones. Now, with only a dozen meters between them, and Cuihun’s left leg wounded and his movement hindered, not to mention his unguarded laughing state revealing many openings, the three needles arrived in a blink of an eye and pierced both of his arms and right leg.

Uh—

Cuihun was like someone suddenly choked mid-laugh, cutting off abruptly.

His eyes wide with horror, he looked down at the three silver needles embedded in his arms and right leg. He tried to pull them out, but they were in too deep to be removed.

"Brother! How are you?"

Life-Snatching, who was dueling Fang Bai, perceived something was amiss and asked anxiously.

Cuihun’s eyes turned blood-red as he yelled frantically, "I’ve been poisoned! There’s no antidote! Apprentice brother, kill him for me! Kill him!"

Life-Snatching had an extremely close relationship with Cuihun in the Ghost Doctor Sect, much like brothers. Hearing Cuihun’s plea, he was immediately driven by a desperate urge to fight.

If Cuihun was best known for his Poisonous Palms, then Life-Snatching was renowned for the endless hidden weapons concealed all over his body.

The two were known within the Hidden Sect as "Poisonous Palm Cuihun, Hidden Weapon Life-Snatching," speaking to one’s prowess with poisonous palms and the other’s exceptional ability with hidden weapons.

Life-Snatching took Fang Bai’s "Tiger Roar Thunder Fist" head-on, using the force of the punch to retreat more than ten feet away. He then shuddered his body, releasing dozens of silver needles that transformed into a curtain of needles, blanketing the sky as they enveloped Fang Bai.

"Child’s play!"

Fang Bai laughed heartily, drew circles in the air with his hands, and once again employed the "Intercepting Dragon Hand," capturing all dozens of silver needles.

Life-Snatching’s expression shifted slightly. Not waiting for Fang Bai to counter with the silver needles, he raised his hands in succession, and three inch-long throwing knives in a triangular formation flew out, hurtling towards Fang Bai.

His technique in releasing hidden weapons was far more refined than Cuihun’s. Although the weapons were not poisoned, they were aimed at vital acupoints, and being struck by any of them would result in immediate loss of combat capabilities.

Fang Bai did not have three heads and six arms. Life-Snatching did not believe he could catch dozens of silver needles and still have the hands free to catch his throwing knives.

But what Life-Snatching could never have anticipated was that Fang Bai was an ancestral figure in the use of hidden weapons; there was no amount of hidden weapons Life-Snatching could launch that Fang Bai couldn’t effortlessly catch.

As the three throwing knives reached just in front of Fang Bai, he casually flicked his hands, capturing all three.

Life-Snatching’s face turned the color of iron. He now realized that he was facing a true hidden weapon master, whose skill in catching them was so refined it was beyond his own capability.

However, Life-Snatching refused to concede. He moved continuously around Fang Bai, leaping and shifting positions, unleashing an endless array of hidden weapons of different sizes, persistently aiming at Fang Bai.

Two disciples from the Yunnv Sect and Baili Zhan watched Life-Snatching with their mouths agape, wondering just how many hidden weapons he had concealed and where they were all hidden.

Life-Snatching looked crestfallen, realizing that Fang Bai’s strength far exceeded his own, and that continuing the fight would be futile. A look of despair couldn’t help but emerge in his eyes.

"Junior Sisters, please lend me your strength. I shall repay you handsomely later!"

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His senior brother, Cuihun, had suffered injuries to both arms and legs and was hindered in his movements, unable to help much. His only hope to turn the tide of battle now relied on the two disciples of the Yunnv Sect.

Before Mo Ling and Mo Ming could respond, Fang Bai’s hands moved as fast as lightning, tossing up over two hundred hidden weapons in an instant that he had caught just moments ago.

The over two hundred hidden weapons made different whooshing sounds as if each had grown eyes, sealing off all escape paths for Life-Snatching.

Just as Life-Snatching’s cry for help ended, he saw a rain of hidden weapons covering an area of several feet in front of him, causing his pupils to dilate suddenly.

The hidden weapons came too quickly and covered too wide an area; he had no way to dodge them.

With a grunt of pain, Life-Snatching felt numbness all over his body. From head to toe, he was covered with hidden weapons, some of which directly hit his vital points such as the chest, throat, brow, and Qi Sea.

"Junior Brother!"

Seeing Life-Snatching shot like a hedgehog and falling to the ground dead, Cuihun, sitting some distance away, had bloodshot eyes and let out a scream.

"I’m going all out against you!"

Cuihun’s face twisted ferociously, and with a fierce roar, a dark, egg-sized object appeared in each hand, which he threw with all his might toward Fang Bai.

"They’re thunder bombs, get away quickly!"

Ever since Fang Bai had appeared on the scene, Baili Zhan had kept silent, attentively watching the battle between Fang Bai, Cuihun, and Life-Snatching. It wasn’t until he saw Cuihun take out two dark orbs that he suddenly changed color, loudly warning.

Almost simultaneously with Baili Zhan’s voice, the two Yunnv Sect disciples paled and their figures shifted, darting rapidly into the distance, apparently very wary of the thunder bombs mentioned by Baili Zhan.

Fang Bai also sensed danger, and rather than catching the thunder bombs, he used the Dragon Soaring to the Heavens Technique, shooting arrow-like to the side of Baili Zhan and Jiang Yuzhi, grabbing one with each hand, and whisking them away into the distance.

Boom——

Boom——

Two deafening blasts came from behind, hitting the spot where Fang Bai had just been standing and exploding violently.

The two thunder bombs were extremely powerful, and their shockwaves were so strong that Fang Bai, who had dashed a hundred meters away in an instant, still felt threatened and had to continue darting dozens of meters before finally stopping.

Not only that, but after the thunder bombs exploded, the area within a hundred meters was quickly shrouded in a pale red fog.

Despite the distance, Fang Bai could still smell a nauseating, poisonous odor, realizing that the pale red fog must be a highly potent poison.

A series of ghastly screams came from the fog; Cuihun, who might have inhaled the poison or was suffering from the onset of the needle poison, was rolling on the ground in agony, frantically scratching all over his body.

Moments later, the clothes on his body were completely torn apart by his own hands, and his skin began to fester, oozing dark blood.

In such excruciating pain, Cuihun’s screams gradually diminished until they finally ceased altogether.