Chapter 213: Chapter 211: 5 Poisons Manifestation Formation

Seeing Jiang Jichen charge forward with savage intent, the crowd realized he was completely unscathed by their earlier barrage of poison techniques.

"How is that possible? He must have an Antitoxic Great Secret Device on him! Otherwise, how could he be impervious to all poisons?"

The members of the Five Poison Sect could no longer remain calm. Even the scrawny, Late-Stage Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator who had just boasted about melting Jiang Jichen into a pool of blood now wore an expression of solemnity and shock. He no longer dared to underestimate his opponent.

For members of the Five Poison Sect, their most potent weapon was their poison techniques. If those were rendered ineffective, their combat power would be more than halved.

In the past, even opponents with Anti-Poison Secret Artifacts were never completely immune to their poison techniques; they would always be affected or injured to some degree.

But Jiang Jichen wasn’t!

Between the Poison-Devouring Pearl Fragment, his Body Refining Innate Ninth Layer physique, and having consumed the White Turtle Longevity Grass, Jiang Jichen was practically invulnerable. Unless he faced a Poison Technique Cultivator above the Foundation Establishment Realm, nothing could harm him.

"Form the array!"

The black-faced Iron Hand was the quickest to react, shouting the command.

Aside from the two Late-Stage Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators standing beside Iron Hand, the remaining fifteen members of the Five Poison Sect immediately blurred into motion. They split into five teams of three and surrounded Jiang Jichen.

"Five Poison Transformation Array, where the Ten Thousand Spirits vanish!"

The fifteen Cultivators circled Jiang Jichen without pause, roaring in unison as their hands and feet danced to form mysterious Sealing Techniques.

Soon, Jiang Jichen noticed a giant, illusory phantom appearing behind each three-man team.

The phantoms of a Cyan Serpent, a centipede, a scorpion, a gecko, and a toad grew distinct and lifelike.

The five poison phantoms materialized, immense in size. Baring fangs and brandishing claws, they were a terrifying sight.

Many onlookers gasped in shock. "It’s the Five Poison Transformation Array, one of the Five Poison Sect’s three great ultimate-kill poison arrays! Rumor has it that it can summon a wisp of will from the five great Poison Saints. With Jiang Jichen trapped inside, his chances of survival are slim."

Furthermore, Iron Hand and the other two Late-Stage Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators also sprang into action. They took up positions on three sides, hovering in the air to seal off every escape route and ensure Jiang Jichen was utterly trapped within the Five Poison Transformation Array.

They had unleashed their strongest Array from the very start, a clear sign of how much they dreaded Jiang Jichen.

A group of thirty Cultivators, spanning the early, middle, and Late-Stage Foundation Establishment Realms, had joined forces to kill a single Innate Ninth Layer Loose Cultivator!

Even for those witnessing it firsthand, the scene felt surreal and hard to believe.

But... Jiang Jichen was still bound to die. If he somehow survived this, ’heaven-defying’ wouldn’t even begin to describe it.

Even when formed by just fifteen Foundation Establishment Cultivators, the Five Poison Transformation Array was powerful enough to kill a Cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Perfection Realm. It could even trap some of the weaker Cultivators from realms beyond Foundation Establishment.

Even an Anti-Poison Secret Artifact couldn’t possibly block the five poison phantoms, which carried a wisp of a Poison Saint’s will!

"Poison phantoms, manifest the Saint’s might! Kill!"

As the members of the Five Poison Sect roared in unison, the five poison phantoms—the Cyan Serpent, centipede, scorpion, gecko, and toad—erupted with a terrifying aura.

Although it was just a faint wisp of aura, the pressure it radiated was immense and terrifying.

Imbued with that wisp of saintly aura, the five poison phantoms surged violently and pounced on Jiang Jichen at the center of the array.

BOOM!

Even though they were mere phantoms, the force of their pounce was enough to make the mountains shake and the earth tremble, like a landslide.

Jiang Jichen was completely submerged by the five poison phantoms. The space around him transformed into an ink-black world, saturated with venom.

A poison mist containing a wisp of a saint’s aura could melt anything!

In everyone’s eyes, Jiang Jichen would be no exception.

Some of the onlookers standing closer felt their chests tighten just from sensing a wisp of the black poison mist’s aura. It was a testament to how terrifying this mist was; an ordinary person would likely perish on contact.

Yet Jiang Jichen was completely enveloped by it, with the brutal roars of the five poison phantoms echoing from within the mist. In such a situation, there was simply no way he could survive!

All the disciples from the Noble Families and Sects, including Cang Lengshan, Guo Qishan, Nangong Jinjie, and Blood Hand, had stopped their cultivation. Their gazes were fixed on the dark poison mist.

The moment Jiang Jichen died, they would move without hesitation to snatch the Holy Sword from his body.

And so they waited.

One second, two seconds...

Five seconds, six seconds...

Nine seconds, ten seconds...

After more than ten seconds, the poison phantoms had still not dispersed. Instead, the onlookers saw the faces of the five Five Poison Sect teams suddenly turn pale, sweat beading on their foreheads.

At this point, the crowd realized something was wrong.

"Something seems... off, doesn’t it?" someone murmured.

Sure enough, they saw the ink-black poison mist begin to dissipate, gradually revealing Jiang Jichen’s figure.

Then, the five poison phantoms let out terrified shrieks. They tried to struggle and retreat, but seemed to be held in place by an invisible force.

Their phantom bodies were seemingly being devoured by some mysterious entity, causing them to struggle ceaselessly and let out enraged, terrified roars.

ROAR!

HISS!

They struggled with all their might, desperate to break free and escape the area around Jiang Jichen.

But it was all for naught. The five poison phantoms grew weaker and smaller, until they were reduced to wisps of dark green smoke that were absorbed by a mysterious object on Jiang Jichen’s person.

At that moment, the poison mist had vanished and the phantoms were gone. Only Jiang Jichen remained, standing proudly. He held his Red Copper Rust Sword, his Divine Eyes crackled with power, and Battle Qi surged from his body.

"This... how is this possible!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, staring in utter disbelief. They couldn’t imagine that even the five poison phantoms, imbued with a wisp of a saint’s will, had failed to kill Jiang Jichen.

Not only was he completely unharmed, but he had devoured the terrifying five poison phantoms without a trace!

Monstrous, formidable, terrifying, the bane of all Poison Sects...

A flurry of adjectives rose in the onlookers’ minds, but they realized none were adequate to describe Jiang Jichen.

"What kind of Supreme Secret Artifact does he possess? To think it can devour poison!"

"All the toxins in the Poisonous Mist Peak Forest vanished... Could it be related to that item on Jiang Jichen?"

The more astute individuals, however, were already connecting the dots and even arriving at the correct conclusion.

But before the crowd could recover from their shock, Jiang Jichen attacked again!

"Eight-direction Wind and Rain, Earth and Heaven Shaking!"

"Starry Night, illuminating the myriad things!"

"Four Symbols and Eight Trigrams, giving birth to the cosmos!"

...

He executed a series of area-of-effect Ancient Sword Techniques in one smooth, fluid motion, instantly enveloping the fifteen surrounding Five Poison Sect Cultivators in a boundless storm of Sword Qi and light.

"This is bad! Retreat!"

The faces of the Five Poison Sect members went white as they cried out in alarm and tried to fall back.

But the Sword Light—like rain, like starlight, like all the phenomena of the universe—instantly engulfed them.