Supreme Emptiness-Chapter 694: The Final Madness

The Nascent Soul body is different from Core Formation.

It is so powerful.

To the extent that even when the Netherworld Poison acted for a while, it only then began to poison his body.

Only then did he feel the pain.

But, since it has started to poison him,

This indicates that the Netherworld Poison is working.

It can kill a Nascent Soul!!!

Jiang Fan finally stopped pretending.

Pain showed in his brows, yet there was also a hint of joy from his successful plan.

Unable to hold back, he laughed:

"Deputy Building Master Yan!"

"How does the taste of the Netherworld Poison feel?"

"Does it feel like your five internal organs are burning, your bones melting?"

"Hahaha!"

Yan Dao’an bled black from his seven orifices.

The endless pain caused the veins on his body surface to bulge.

With the abnormal flow of blood, they twitched continuously.

Like twisted blue worms.

The veins bulged even more across his face.

His features twisted together.

Making him look particularly ferocious.

He roared in pain, "Why aren’t you affected?"

Cough, cough—

Jiang Fan struggled to get up.

He coughed up a large mouthful of black blood, splattering all over his clothes.

He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a trace of madness, he said:

"If I showed I was affected."

"How could I have tricked you into falling into the trap?"

"Hahaha!"

Yan Dao’an was furious!

Only now did he realize that Jiang Fan had put himself in danger to trick him into drinking the intense poison!

He punched at Jiang Fan in anger: "I will kill you!!!"

Jiang Fan was not afraid at all.

His eyes widened in a roar:

"Let’s die together!"

"Who’s afraid of whom?"

"Kill me? Capture my friends?"

"Then exchange your life for it!"

He pulled out a blood skirt, shook it vigorously, and threw it over.

But his physical condition was too poor.

This action seemed to exhaust most of his strength, causing him to stumble and fall.

Yan Dao’an drank nine times the amount of Netherworld Poison than Jiang Fan!

How could his situation be any better?

The supposed overpowering Nascent Soul attack,

Was released but was light and without power, instead, the blood skirt enveloped his arm.

Immediately.

The blood skirt frantically devoured his flesh.

"Ah!"

The already incredibly painful body sent even more piercing pain.

He hurriedly tore off the blood skirt.

In just a few moments, both arms shriveled to sticks!

"You vile brat!" Yan Dao’an roared furiously, shaking the skies.

His eyes oozed black blood.

From the pores of his skin, streams of black blood flowed.

Unlike Jiang Fan, he didn’t have a Poison Pill to absorb the poison in time.

The bodily damage had stopped.

The Netherworld Poison inside him still crazily destroyed his body.

It wouldn’t be long.

Before he turned into a puddle of sludge!

His heart was filled with murderous intent.

With his last bit of strength, he staggered toward Jiang Fan.

And at this moment, Jiang Fan was powerlessly falling back.

But he didn’t fall to the ground.

Instead, he fell into a soft and warm embrace.

A pair of jade-like arms hugged his waist from behind.

Hugging him tightly.

Crystal tears continuously dripped onto his face.

Jiang Fan looked up.

It was the tear-filled Concubine Yunxia.

That immortal beauty, untouched by worldly matters, with no joy or sorrow.

Was now shown with tears of joy.

"You’re alive... you’re still alive..."

She was born with an indifferent nature.

Disliking contention with others, even more so, disliking fighting for anything.

Even though she was the most talented among the Demon Race, she merely quietly cultivated.

Never showing sadness or joy.

Even when she was about to break through to the Demon Emperor Realm and was forcibly disrupted by the Sky Demon Emperor.

She only showed a brief anger.

Not feeling sad.

Later, when she was forcibly taken as a concubine by the Sky Demon Emperor, she lost interest in all worldly matters.

Every day was dull, with neither joy nor sorrow.

But ever since she met Jiang Fan.

Her emotions have been continuously stirred.

From the gentle and serene Concubine Yunxia to a resentful woman full of grievances.

And now, watching Jiang Fan so resolutely drink the deadly poison for her.

For the first time in her life, she felt sadness.

For the first time so afraid of losing someone.

Heaven took pity.

Jiang Fan made it through.

The joy of recovering what was lost overwhelmed her heart.

Even if she one day breaks through to the Demon Emperor Realm, she might not be as jubilant as she is now.

In a short moment.

She experienced unprecedented extreme sorrow and joy.

She knew.

She had fallen for someone.

Fallen for a member of the Human Clan.

Jiang Fan reached out and wiped away her tears, saying:

"I’m tough, not dying for now."

"But it’s not safe yet."

"Quick, kill him."

Concubine Yunxia nodded tearfully.

When she looked up at Yan Dao’an, her eyes were filled with intense killing intent.

She rarely wanted to kill someone.

Yan Dao’an was the first!

Nine fox tails unfolded behind her like painted fans, releasing waves of Nascent Soul energy.

A white shadow danced and soared.

Like a dazzling white light streaking through the sky, she met Yan Dao’an head-on.

"Get... away!" Yan Dao’an roared while spewing black blood.

At this moment, he could barely even make a sound.

His body was not far from turning into a heap of flesh.

Yet the hateful venom in his heart did not lessen but increased!

He could not accept that he would die at the hands of a Core Formation cultivator?

If he must die, he would take Jiang Fan with him!

He threw both fists, and the remaining Nascent Soul Power still erupted with overwhelmingly strong force, clashing with Concubine Yunxia.

However, his body had deteriorated too severely.

After just two rounds, a fox tail pierced through his chest.

Yan Dao’an was filled with grief and anger, "Jiang Fan!!!"

"How could I... Yan Dao’an... die at your hands..."

"I am unwilling... I am unwilling..."

With a squelching sound.

His abdomen burst open.

His internal organs, turned into black water, flowed out onto the ground.

He was finished.

Beyond recovery.

Yet his rapidly rotting face showed even more spite.

"I want... you... to die with me..."

He reached into his chest.

When it emerged once more, a lit Jade Talisman was already in his hand.

From it burst forth an overwhelmingly powerful Nascent Soul attack.

"Die... you little brat..."

Before his arm could rot away, he viciously threw the Nascent Soul Jade Token.

Concubine Yunxia’s pupils constricted!

Jiang Fan’s expression changed dramatically.

Even Yuan Chen let out a scream of horror.

No one expected.

Yan Dao’an had hidden a Nascent Soul attack within a Jade Talisman!

The inner sanctum space was only so large.

A Nascent Soul attack falling down, no one could escape!

Yan Dao’an’s rotting body would be shattered.

Yuan Chen would be injured.

As for Jiang Fan and Concubine Yunxia, they would of course be obliterated into nothingness.

A Nascent Soul Strike, a Core Formation cultivator could not withstand it.

"Die..."

Yan Dao’an smiled maliciously.

The Nascent Soul Jade Token unleashed a majestic heavenly might.

A massive ethereal blade, occupying half the inner sanctum, came slicing down.

Concubine Yunxia let out a soft sigh.

She thought she could take down a Nascent Soul after all.

In the end, there’s no escaping death.

However.

She wasn’t sad.

Just a bit regretful.

She turned around and flew to Jiang Fan’s side.

She reached out her snowy arm, hooking around Jiang Fan’s neck.

Facing life and death, she showed no shyness.

Her soft body plunged into his embrace.

Her tear-filled eyes gently gazed at his face up close.

She whispered:

"In the next life, remember to recognize me earlier."

"I will definitely become your bride."

She silently unfurled her fox tails.

Just like before.

Leaving the danger to herself, she sought a faint chance of life for Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan was moved beyond words.

What did he do to deserve a woman willing to face death twice for him?

Eye to eye with those regret-filled eyes.

He swallowed slightly.

A mouthful of blue Spiritual Liquid slid into his body.

He said: "Why wait for the next life?"