Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chu Yang laughed mockingly, “Third, all of you appear to lack cultivation. I presume you’ve taken some kind of medicine to conceal your true abilities, making it hard for others to see through you and thus lose their guard. But… a master is a master. No matter how much you try to hide, you are still a master. With you all standing here, not even a speck of dust rises beneath your feet.”

Chu Yang chuckled heartily, “This is a dirt road, and with the weather being dry, even the hooves of horses stepping on it kick up clouds of dust. A gust of wind would raise dust to the heavens, yet your people tread upon it as if walking on stones… Isn’t that strange? Do you expect that those delivering goods on the road are all sitting on thrones?”

“Fourth, we’ve just met and you gift me a water pouch…” Chu Yang smiled, “This is the Middle Three Heavens. I have never met someone so kindhearted… Even if you are inherently good-natured, shouldn’t you check if this stranger might have the intent to rob you? Coming forward with such warmth, as if seeing a long-lost father, do you think I’m a fool?”

“With so many loopholes, if I were to fall for your tricks, wouldn’t I be even more foolish than a fool?” Chu Yang said calmly, “Do you know that when I detected Iron Cloud in the Lower Three Heavens, just from these slight clues, I managed to capture all the spies hiding in Iron Cloud Nation for over a decade?”

“Now you dare to use such tactics against me?” Chu Yang laughed heartily, “Ou Chengwu! Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey?”

Ou Chengwu’s eyes burned with rage as he trembled, pointing a shaky finger at Chu Yang, and suddenly, with a ‘poof’, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Chu Yang's vital energy had mostly recovered, and a killing intent gradually emerged in his eyes: “Gentlemen, the time is almost up; it’s time for me to send you on your way. There are thousands of Ou Clan members in the Yellow Springs waiting for you to reunite with them. Don’t keep them waiting too long; that would be a sin of mine.”

“Wait!” Ou Duxiao called out sharply, staring fixedly at Chu Yang, “I want to know, even though you’ve seen through our disguise, you ultimately touched that water pouch. As far as I know, this mixed poison is a unique creation of our Ou family! There’s no antidote, and no one knows how to counter it. Even a lord-level expert cannot withstand it with their cultivation. How did you do it?”

Chu Yang snorted, “You don’t need to know!” With a clang, the Nine Calamity Sword was already in his hand, and he coldly declared, “Ou Duxiao, it’s your turn now!”

Ou Chengwu suddenly gave a mournful laugh, black smoke rising from his body. Chu Yang’s gaze shifted, and with a swift, horizontal slash of his sword, he cleanly severed Ou Chengwu's head. With a flick, he cut open Chengwu’s shirt, revealing a book from which black smoke continuously emanated.

Chu Yang's vital energy spread out, and the black smoke was instantly dissolved!

“I knew this thing was on you. No wonder I couldn’t find it even after searching the Ou family thoroughly!” Chu Yang sneered, revealing the cover of the book inscribed with four ominous characters: Evil Scripture of Ten Thousand Poisons!

This was the unique secret manual that had made the Ou family famous! Thick and brick-like!

Ou Duxiao’s eyes widened in rage as he saw his father die before him. Blood surged in him as he let out a furious roar and charged forward, his figure flickering and unpredictable, surrounded by a thick, blood-scented black mist!

This was the exclusive divine skill of the Ou family, the Poisonous Blade Demon Technique! Chu Yang’s cultivation level was already far superior to Ou Duxiao’s. With a turn of his body, he plunged into the black mist, with the Nine Calamity Sword shooting forth in anger!

Ou Duxiao screamed, the sword piercing his heart as fresh blood gushed forth. Yet he staggered but did not fall, clutching his chest tightly, struggling to ask, “You… why aren’t you afraid of poison?”