The roar of the Qin Cultivator echoed between heaven and earth, and with the existence of the Holy Artifact, a response came from the distant Da Xue Mountain.

In an instant.

The Qin Cultivator was struck as if by lightning, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and he looked towards Xu Guang, who had transformed into a stream of light.

"Courting death!"

He understood that this was not a place where he could act recklessly.

He did not continue to create disturbances but instead summoned back the Cyan and White Bone Hand, charging toward Xu Guang.

The closer to Da Xue Mountain, the more there was a desolate feeling, suppressing everything.

Perhaps because he had been there once before, Xu Guang's comprehension this time was completely different from before. Combined with the Narrator's memories he had acquired earlier, he actually had a sense of familiarity with some situations in Da Xue Mountain.

The mountain wind howled, carrying the biting cold accumulated in Da Xue Mountain over the years, making the skin sting.

"With no human morals, emotions fade, life does not meet life, and death leads to eternal rest."

"Heaven's wrath upon my murder, redeem me across the Nine Provinces."

"Illusions vanish and transform, the Great Duke exists amidst the world!"

The muttering of the Qin Cultivator echoed through Da Xue Mountain, as the Holy Artifact in the form of a bone hand slowly enlarged in the air, indifferent giant eyes appeared in the sky.

"Sever life!"

He did not know what Xu Guang was relying on, but he could see that Xu Guang was fleeing to buy time.

He couldn't give Xu Guang such an opportunity because after the delay, something might happen that he wasn't willing to gamble on.

There was no need to gamble.

The howling sound seemed faintly like it came from some unknown ancient place.

Xu Guang turned back, seeing the Qin Cultivator soaring into the sky. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

The roaring gale wrapped him together with the snow and wind from Da Xue Mountain, and at this moment, the deep howling sound became tangible.

It was an onslaught of blade-like fierce wind and clouds of poison falling rapidly from the heights.

In Xu Guang's hands was a Holy Artifact resembling a Wolf Fang Club, with the brilliance of countless gems shining, responding to the world, forming a giant canopy that seemed to withstand all attacks from the human world.

But in just an instant, the distant howl shattered the canopy, and everything turned silent.

In this encounter, it was evident that the Wolf Fang Club Holy Artifact in Xu Guang's hand could not compare to the Holy Artifact in the Qin Cultivator's hand.

Simultaneously, he could clearly feel something quietly flowing over his Divine Soul.

His expression slightly changed.

The Talent of being Immune to Hundred Poisons informed him.

That was... a deadly poison!

A kind of violent poison that could silently invade the Divine Soul. Xu Guang knew that even though he was cautious, he still fell into the trap of the Qin Cultivator.

No wonder the opponent appeared fearless before entering the Bronze Blood Gate, unconcerned about what Xu Guang would choose to do afterwards.

Xu Guang had long known that the poisons in this world were never what one understood in daily life—color, emotions, gaze, hearing—all were mediums through which an adept poison master could inflict poison.

He no longer wanted to recall how he got poisoned, as it was meaningless. If the poison was strange enough, even recalling it could be a form of deadly poison.

What the Qin Cultivator had said earlier acted as a catalyst, and the deadly poison began to take effect swiftly.

A feeling of suffocation surged in his heart, as if he was being drowned while having a blade pressed against his neck.

This is... the poison of severing life!

Through years of cultivation, what ordinary people could not endure was nothing to Xu Guang. Fortunately, his Divine Soul was unique, and the benefits of dual cultivation in Martial Dao showed at this moment, with the Extreme Soul Power surging to slightly suppress the spread of the poison of severing life within him.

The Qin Cultivator appeared somewhat surprised, standing atop a mountain, looking distantly at Xu Guang.

Although separated by dozens of miles, both could clearly see each other's expressions and every detail of their faces.

"Not a bad poison."

Xu Guang commented.

The Qin Cultivator let out a sneering laugh.

"Facing death, do you still want to continue playing?"

Xu Guang gently shook his head, suddenly looking up towards the sky.

The white mist talisman above his head grew increasingly thin, and the terrifying Soul Capturing Power was about to be released.

The Qin Cultivator did not want to drag things out with Xu Guang. For Bai Xiaozhu's sake, Xu Guang had sworn a Heart Demon Vow, promising to reveal everything he knew after entering.

He did not believe that Xu Guang would violate the Heart Demon Vow.

"Now, it's time to fulfill your promise."

Xu Guang returned to his senses and said softly, "Although you and I are mortal enemies, Xu Mou always keeps his word. I said before I would tell you, and naturally, I won't deceive you."

He didn't overly conceal anything, calmly recounting his previous encounter on Da Xue Mountain.

When he spoke about the effect of the white mist overhead, the Qin Cultivator's expression finally changed.

"You!"

He didn't understand what kind of force Xu Guang was talking about with the Soul Capturing Power, but since Xu Guang relied on it, its power must not be underestimated.

Boom!!

Bam bam bam!

Three clouds of poison mist transformed into green arrows, shooting towards Xu Guang's location.

Blood rain swayed, and Xu Guang's figure turned into Residual Rain, amidst the pale world of Da Xue Mountain, a spot of blood-red flower appeared.

Xu Guang continued to dodge, but in his heart, he continuously calculated the time it would take for the white fog above to dissipate.

Having been poisoned by the severing life poison, facing an unscathed Qin Cultivator, he certainly couldn't completely avoid it, even with the protection of Five-Colored Divine Light and the terrifying physical body brought by the Training Soldiers Divine Power.

After being hit by Qin Cultivator's three punches, he spat fresh blood.

The Qin Cultivator landed on the ground, and the distance between the two had closed to less than a hundred meters.

For their current realms, a distance of a hundred meters was but an instant.

"Is there anything you haven't told me? Speak it, and maybe I'll spare your life."

A faint smile appeared on Xu Guang's pale face.

"You shouldn't have held back against me."

The Qin Cultivator frowned, suddenly looking up at the sky.

The clouds parted, and the fog dispersed.

The already brilliant world of Da Xue Mountain suddenly brightened even more.