Chapter 98: Awakening

This……

At that sight, Yao Wuchen’s expression changed at once, and his former hauteur vanished completely.
Jiang Mingde was stunned as well.
How could the Yao Dan King’s intervention make things even worse?

“Grandfather!”

Jiang Rulan cried out. She tried to step forward, but the terrifying dark toxic qi forced her back.
No one expected this, except Jun Wushuang.
It all happened too quickly.

“Master Yao, save Father!”

Jiang Mingde shouted urgently, prodding Yao Wuchen.
Yao Wuchen suddenly came to, and kept striking, trying to suppress the corrosive death qi.
But now the situation could no longer be reversed. No matter what he did, it was useless.

“Bad… the mortal poison has erupted!”

Yao Wuchen’s face changed, and he stepped back quickly.

Boom!

In the next moment, a stinking, venomous miasma of extreme toxicity burst out of Jiang Hongru’s body.
It rose like a volcanic eruption and at once reached a frightening height.
It then became a storm, sweeping in every direction.
The huanghuali wood bed melted from the poison before their eyes, and the floor, tables, and stools nearby were rapidly dissolving as well.

“Leave this place!”

Jiang Mingde grabbed Jiang Rulan and hurried her outside.
This toxic death qi was so terrible that once fully unleashed the whole room would melt, and perhaps even the whole Zhennan Prince’s compound would become a dead land.
They had to get out at once, then open the mansion’s formation to seal off the spread.
If not, the entire imperial capital would be gravely affected.

“But grandfather is still in there.”

Jiang Rulan, unable to bear the thought of leaving him, wanted to stay beside him.

“This is your grandfather’s life!”

Jiang Mingde sighed.
He did not wish his father to die, but if even the Yao Dan King was powerless, what could he do?
He could only bring the losses down to the minimum.

Hearing her father, Jiang Rulan’s tears fell in torrents, and she clung to her grief at the thought of her grandfather.
Yet she was too young and powerless to do anything, so she could only watch her grandfather die of poison before her eyes.

Then, Jiang Rulan saw a figure moving against the tide.
It was Master Jun.

“Young man, haven’t you seen the lethal poison erupt? Why still try to prove yourself? Leave with us now, or the poison will erode you and you’ll die as rot and pus!”

Jiang Mingde also saw Jun Wushuang, and his expression darkened.
He moved at once and reached for Jun, trying to take him away with him.

“I have told you—I will not stand by and watch the lord die of poison!”

Jun Wushuang answered calmly and strode with steady steps back toward Jiang Hongru.
The venom was already ravaging the room; half of it had begun to melt into corrosive fluid.

Jun Wushuang was mighty, but he was only at the Divine-Sea realm.
Even Yao Wuchen, who had reached the Heaven-King realm, did not dare stay there.
If he lingered, he would be rushing toward death himself.
“Your life is the priority. I’ll take you out!”

Yao Wuchen gritted his teeth, turned sharply, and rushed toward Jun to save him.
Proud as he was, he was not cruel at heart.
He did not want to watch a young life be extinguished, and so he dared to break through for one last attempt.

But Jun Wushuang had already reached Jiang Hongru’s side.
The terrifying poison swallowed his figure in an instant.

“It’s over. He is certainly dead,” Jiang Mingde said, his face gray.

“I’ll try once more!”

Yao Wuchen, unwilling to see Jun die, tightened his jaw and, merging his spirit form with himself, tried to charge into the venom and pull him out.

“Phenomenon: Black Hole of Death!”

At that moment everyone saw a shocking scene.
A black hole about ten meters wide suddenly condensed in the air.
Immediately a ferocious force of devouring surged from it, swallowing the raging toxic storm at remarkable speed.
The violent poison in the room was consumed before their eyes.
Only then did Yao Wuchen and the others realize:
Jun Wushuang stood at Jiang Hongru’s side, holding his hand, unscathed.

The Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art was in motion, and the Heaven-Swallowing demonic body had awakened.
Now Jun Wushuang unleashed everything, and the power of consumption increased tenfold.

Three minutes later, the toxin had vanished entirely, absorbed by Jun.
Jiang Hongru’s face had regained a healthy color; every toxic stain was gone, not a single trace of venom remained.

“How… how could this be?”
Yao Wuchen could hardly believe it, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at Jiang Hongru.
From his own strength, he could tell that the dark toxic qi had fully disappeared and Jiang Hongru’s vitality had been reborn.
Had the antidote truly worked?

Roar!

At that instant a fierce roar burst from Jiang Hongru’s mouth.
He suddenly flung open his eyes. Both were utterly black, wild with madness and cruelty.
The murderous ghost tattoo already covered his whole face, making him look like a spirit come to claim lives.

“Bad—it is the corpse-ghost seal of the Black Magic Sect. The Grand Hallmaster’s spirit force has been affected, and it has become a life-hunting revenant!”

Yao Wuchen’s color changed.
He came from the sacred land of alchemy and knew the Black Magic Sect deeply.
This corpse-ghost seal could not only bind a sea of consciousness, but continuously erode it.
Once the sea is taken, the host becomes a feral, insane human beast.

Jiang Hongru’s dark death qi had already been consumed, but the corpse-ghost seal had still erupted.
Jiang Hongru was a mighty Heaven-King cultivator; even without himself, he had colossal destructive power beyond any ordinary person’s resistance.
Yao Wuchen’s qi surged and he prepared to block it.

“Innate Divine Art: Purple-Extreme Demonic Eyes!”

At that moment, a violet glow flickered in Jun Wushuang’s eyes.
The rabid, violent Jiang Hongru froze, stiff as if cast by a spell of immobility.

“He’s battling the corpse-ghost seal with spirit force!”

“His realm is only Divine-Sea; if he acts rashly, the demon will tear his spirit to shreds.”
Yao Wuchen’s face turned white as he thought frantically for a way to save Jun Wushuang.
Jiang Mingde’s face was iron-gray as well.
Jun Wushuang was the pride of Qingyun Martial Academy.
If he truly died here, with Mo Xingyun’s temper, who could say the man would not come to exact vengeance personally?

Now Jun Wushuang’s spirit force had entered Jiang Hongru’s sea of consciousness.
There, a spiritual demon stood—this was exactly the form of the corpse-ghost seal.
Blue-faced, fang-bared, and demonic in every line, it was unbearably terrifying.
It came from the hand of a Heaven-King master; no ordinary person could withstand it.

Roar!

The spirit demon let out another rage-filled bellow and lunged at Jun, intent on tearing his spirit force apart.

“Violet-Extreme Demonic Light!”

Jun Wushuang, composed and fearless, was already prepared.
What vast force the seven spirit-demonic runes held—this is no exaggeration—and the Purple-Extreme Demonic Light they assembled was like a divine sword that could pierce all.
Though this spirit demon was mighty, its master was absent, like a kite cut from its string, and its strength had greatly weakened.

A sharp flash— the Purple-Extreme Demonic Light passed through and directly speared the spirit demon.
Then the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art activated, swallowing and refining that spirit demon away.

“Wake up!”

Jun Wushuang’s gentle yet thunderous call struck the air.
In the next instant, under the astonished eyes of Yao Wuchen and the others, Jiang Hongru slowly came to his senses.