Chapter 160: Mysterious Symbols (1/2)

Nie Tian noticed that after Li Fan cut off the infected flesh, it fell to the ground and completely rotted away in seconds.

“Miao Chen’s spiritual power is tainted with poison!” Nie Tian’s expression changed drastically.

He inwardly respected Li Fan’s decisiveness as he was fairly certain that if he didn’t act so fast, the fester would have spread out rapidly to his whole body.

Reluctance to get rid of the festered part would have resulted in him losing that arm within a short time.

Standing next to Nie Tian, Feng Luo looked coldly at the Qi warrior with the sword that kept releasing green flames, his face especially grim. “That’s Miao Chen from the Realm of Black Marsh. He’s in the late Greater Heaven stage!”

Since Feng Luo was a senior member of the Blood sect, and the Blood sect was close to the Hell sect, he had heard of many of the Qi warriors that had traveled to the Realm of Flame Heaven through the Hell sect.

Miao Chen was the one who had left him the deepest impression.

“You know that man?” Nie Tian asked.

He didn’t respond to Li Fan and Liu Yan’s warnings, as he had already made up his mind and readied himself for what was awaiting him when he decided to come over with Feng Luo.

He didn’t have even the slightest intention to retreat.

Brow furrowed, Feng Luo said in a manly voice, “Yes, I do. You need to pay extra attention to that man, Nie Tian. Among all the realms in the Domain of the Falling Stars, Qi warriors from the Realm of Black Marsh are the vilest and are extremely hard to deal with. Most of them are experts with poisons and toxins. Every corner of the Realm of Black Marsh is filled with toxic air and miasma, causing the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth they cultivate with to carry toxins.

“As the result, their spiritual power contains various kinds of toxins. Whenever their spiritual power makes contact with a person’s skin and enters that person’s flesh, then…”

Feng Luo looked toward Li Fan, eyes filled with respect. “Remember, if those green flames ever touch your skin, you must immediately cut off that piece of flesh like the way Li Fan did. Only in that way will you be able to minimize the damage and preserve your battle prowess.

“The more reluctant you are to cut yourself, the more the deadly poison will rot away your healthy flesh!”

After uttering these words, Feng Luo pulled out his long saber that radiated blood-colored light. Emanating a strong blood aura himself, Feng Luo dashed toward Miao Chen from the Realm of Black Marsh.

Besieging Miao Chen were Li Fan, Liu Yan, another late Greater Heaven stage expert from the Hell sect, and an early Greater Heaven stage cultivator from the Mystic Mist sect.

Even though he was being attacked by four powerful cultivators at the same time, Miao Chen seemed to have no problem handling the lot of them.

He made Hong Can, the cultivator from the Hell sect, his main target.

Since the other three were only in the early Greater Heaven stage, he didn’t attach any importance to them.

A number of green flames were hovering around Miao Chen. Like fireflies in the night sky, they unceasingly released an uncanny, green light into the surroundings as they slowly swayed in midair.

Only those green flames alone were capable of injuring Li Fan, Liu Yan, and the cultivator from the Mystic Mist sect, keeping them from approaching.

Every now and then, the green flames would suddenly shoot away from Miao Chen and chase after the three of them, as if they had their own consciousness.

Whenever this happened, Li Fan and the other two would hurriedly retreat and avoid their attacks, fearing that they be infected by the fire that seemed to be from the underworld.

FIZZ! FIZZ!

All of a sudden, a cluster of green flame whizzed towards the Qi warrior from the Mystic Mist sect.

Seeing that it flew right towards him, the man hastily condensed all of his spiritual power and formed a shield of white mist around him.

Even though the bright shield seemed as delicate as a cicada’s wings, it could provide very strong defense. However, the moment the green flame made contact with it, corrosion spread out rapidly from the contact point.

No one expected that not only could the green unearthly flame fester human flesh, but it could also corrode the light shield formed by spiritual power.

The man’s face turn pale with fright. He hastily cut the link between him and his light shield, and retreated with all his power. Only by doing that did he barely escape a calamity.

Gasping for air, the Mystic Mist sect cultivator looked at the green flames with an expression of utter terror.

“They really are vicious!” Nie Tian’s expression flickered.

By that time, Nie Tian had come to a brief estimation of the situation of the four battles. He was fairly certain that the battle against Miao Chen was the most fierce one.

From what he could tell, the reason why Feng Luo didn’t rush to attack the other three foreign experts, but instead Miao Chen, was that he had also deemed Miao Chen to be the strongest and the hardest to deal with among the four.

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