mesbooks Chapter 272 The Soul-Devouring Poison of Ten Thousand Demons
Chapter 272 The Soul-Devouring Poison of Ten Thousand Demons
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"Hehehe..."
Upon seeing this scene, the old man in black robes finally felt his anger subside somewhat, replaced by a perverse pleasure at the prospect of witnessing his prey's painful struggle.
He looked at Lin Hanzhou with anticipation, waiting for the "wonderful performance" that was about to begin.
He could almost hear Lin Hanzhou's heart-wrenching screams.
However, that brief moment passed quickly.
Lin Hanzhou stood there, motionless, his expression calm.
Three breaths have passed.
Lin Hanzhou remained standing there, even yawning out of boredom.
Ten breaths have passed...
The smile on the old man's face froze once again.
"This...how is this possible?!"
His eyes widened as he stared intently at Lin Hanzhou, his gaze filled with disbelief and shock.
"No...no response?"
"Why isn't it responding?!"
You should know that this is specifically designed to target the soul of cultivators—the [Ten Thousand Demons Soul Devouring Poison]!
This is a supreme poison, crafted over thousands of years by collecting the resentment and malevolent energy of millions of people.
Its toxicity is so potent that it can cause the soul of any living being to experience the most extreme pain in the world!
Even the soul of an eighth-order Tribulation Transcending expert would feel a terrifying pain, as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at the heart and the soul was being torn apart, if it came into contact with just a drop!
Moreover, the opponent was only at the seventh level, and three drops of it were absorbed at once!
Logically speaking, Lin Hanzhou should have been in so much pain that he was crying uncontrollably, or even had his soul broken down by now.
How could there be no problem at all?
"Could it be that the medication is taking longer to work?"
The old man in black robes, somewhat skeptical, observed for a while longer.
"Hey, you old bastard."
Lin Hanzhou even had the leisure to raise an eyebrow and look at him with a mocking expression.
"What kind of counterfeit or substandard product is this?"
"Aside from feeling a little cool, I don't feel anything else?"
"Is it expired? Why don't you try it?"
"puff--!"
Upon hearing this, the old man in black robes felt a tightness in his chest and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
This is a provocation, a blatant provocation!
"Damn it! I refuse to believe it!"
The old man in black robes looked extremely grim.
He even regretted that he had deliberately not blocked the other person's facial muscles and ability to speak so that he could more directly appreciate the other person's painful expression when being tortured.
Now, however, he has become a tool for the other party to mock him.
"Again!!"
He roared and once again manipulated five drops of [Ten Thousand Demons Soul Devouring Poison] from the jade bottle, striking fiercely towards Lin Hanzhou's brow!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"
Five drops of venom once again entered Lin Hanzhou's sea of consciousness!
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Deep within Lin Hanzhou's sea of consciousness.
The [Ten Thousand Demons Soul Devouring Poison], which should have been rampant and violent, was instantly silenced upon entering this soul space.
"Buzz—!"
An invisible force erupted from the depths of Lin Hanzhou's soul!
The golden talent [Primordial Unity] takes effect at this time.
"Transform!"
"Control!"
With just a thought from Lin Hanzhou, the five drops of terrifying demonic poison, enough to kill an eighth-level Venerable, were instantly enveloped by an invisible force, as if they had encountered a natural enemy.
The rampant "poisonous evil" and "resentment" instantly quieted down, becoming as docile as sheep, having no effect on his soul whatsoever.
This is the terrifying aspect of the golden talent.
Even the most potent poisons of the eighth rank, as long as they are a form of "energy," can only be obediently controlled by him in the face of the rules of [Primordial Unity].
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outside world.
The old man in black robes was on the verge of collapse as he looked at Lin Hanzhou, who remained unfazed.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible?"
"Five drops! That makes a total of eight drops!"
"Even if I were to swallow it myself, it would cost me half my life!"
"How could you, a mere seventh-order ant, be completely unharmed?!"
He couldn't believe it, he absolutely couldn't believe that such an outrageous thing could happen in the world.
"You're faking it! You must be faking it!"
The old man in black robes appeared to be insane, his cloudy old eyes filled with bloodshot veins.
"Good! Very good!!"
"I'd like to see how long you can keep up this act!!"
"Get it... to me!!"
This time, he went all out, controlling ten drops of the [Ten Thousand Demons Soul Devouring Poison] in one go, turning them into a pitch-black rain of poison, and injecting them all into Lin Hanzhou's body.
This is a terrifying dose, even greater than the previous two combined.
Even a peak eighth-order demon lord would be plunged into endless suffering if his soul were subjected to this dose of the [Ten Thousand Demon Soul Devouring Poison].
This time, Lin Hanzhou also realized the seriousness of the problem.
He knew that if he acted as if nothing was wrong again, even a fool would notice that something was amiss.
The other party will definitely suspect that he has some kind of treasure or special physique.
If the other party becomes enraged and stops using poison, instead resorting to physical violence or other more extreme methods, things could get very difficult.
Therefore, he needs to showcase his acting skills.
And so, at the very moment those ten drops of demonic poison entered the body...
Lin Hanzhou's usually indifferent face suddenly furrowed slightly.
Immediately afterwards, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
Although the movement was small, he clenched his teeth and didn't say a word.
But the cold sweat on his forehead and the trembling eyelashes clearly showed that he was enduring the excruciating pain and refusing to give in.
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"Ha ha ha ha!!"
Upon seeing this, the black-robed old man, who had been on the verge of questioning his existence, was instantly overjoyed.
"Got it! There's a reaction! You damned bastard, you're finally feeling the pain."
"I knew it! This [Ten Thousand Demons Soul-Devouring Poison] was definitely safe!"
He was like a scholar who had finally solved a world-class problem, almost jumping for joy.
At the same time, he was also filling in the blanks in his mind about what had just happened.
"I see. The reason there was no reaction earlier was because this kid's soul is too resilient, or he has cultivated some kind of secret technique that can block the sense of pain!"
"But even this secret technique has its limits!"
"As long as the dosage is large enough! Even a soul made of iron will be melted by me!"
Seeing Lin Hanzhou's "painful" expression, the old man in black robes felt that the anger in his heart had finally been vented.
"Hehehe..."
He shook the jade bottle in his hand, which still contained more than half a bottle of venom, and a perverted and expectant smile appeared on his face.
"Kid, this is just the beginning."
"I have a whole bottle of good stuff here."
"I won't let you die. I'll make sure you enjoy all of this!"