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Chapter 410: Poison Mist Prison! Netherworld Poison Flame Appears!

"What a terrifying poison Dou Qi!"

After clashing with Xiao Yixian’s palm, "Xiao Yan" glanced at his gradually blackening hand, his expression growing extremely serious.

In the next instant, a bone-white flame appeared in his palm, quickly enveloping his poisoned, blackened arm entirely.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

White smoke rose from the arm wrapped in the bone-white flame as it worked to expel the invading toxins.

After arduously clearing the poison from his body, "Xiao Yan" turned his gaze back to Xiao Yixian, a wary look still evident in his eyes.

A raspy voice then emerged from "Xiao Yan's" throat.

"Little girl, things have reached this point, and there’s no point in saying more. Today, Xiao Yan may have lost, but I refuse to yield... And if I want to leave, you won’t stop me!"

…

"He can actually fight on par with Xian’er… And now, even the tone of his voice has changed drastically. It seems he truly is borrowing someone else’s strength…"

"Xiao Yan, I overestimated you again. Another three years? You’re not worthy!"

Hovering in the center of the plaza, Nalan Yanran watched the scene unfolding nearby. Realizing the meaning behind Xiao Yixian’s words, she felt both disappointment and a trace of disgust toward Xiao Yan.

"Yanran, get out of there…"

Hearing Liu Ling’s repeated shouts, Nalan Yanran nodded silently. She flapped her azure wings and flew straight toward where Liu Ling and Qing Lin were waiting.

…

"Oh, really? Let’s see how you leave!"

Hovering above the plaza’s edge, Xiao Yixian coldly responded to "Xiao Yan’s" confident declaration. With a faint clench of her delicate hand, the surrounding ten-zhang space began to ripple violently.

The air twisted and distorted, forming an invisible cage. As the space warped, the view of the area within became increasingly hazy to those outside.

Then, a thick, grayish-purple mist suddenly surged from Xiao Yixian’s body, spreading rapidly. Within moments, the mist filled the spatial cage, completely concealing it and cutting off the external view.

Inside the cage, "Xiao Yan" stared grimly at the thick, grayish-purple mist that now surrounded him. He could feel the immense toxicity contained within the mist, a poison so potent that even he dared not breathe it in carelessly.

Moreover, the mist seemed to have a disruptive effect on speed and agility. As it spread, "Xiao Yan" felt his body growing noticeably heavier.

"What a terrifying poison mist... It can even contaminate the elemental energy within this sealed space. This makes it impossible to absorb external energy during the fight. If the battle drags on, I’ll be at a severe disadvantage. What a ruthless tactic!"

Scanning the surrounding grayish-purple mist, "Xiao Yan" silently evaluated the situation.

Without hesitation, he quickly sealed all the pores on his body and summoned the bone-white flame to completely envelop himself, creating a protective barrier against the mist.

After taking these precautions, he swiftly swallowed a pill to replenish his rapidly depleting Dou Qi.

At that moment, in the distant sky, a ten-zhang-wide grayish-purple space had materialized, surrounded by the mist. The scene resembled a transparent glass box enclosing an isolated world of poison.

With the toxic mist shrouding the area, the Yunlan Sect’s observers could no longer see what was happening within.

Even Fa Ma, who attempted to use his spiritual senses to scan the space, found his efforts rebuffed by the twisted energy at its edges. As a result, the details of the battle within remained completely unknown to outsiders.

After the Poison Mist Prison materialized, even Jia Xingtian, Fa Ma, and Hai Bodong—three Dou Emperor-level powerhouses—chose to retreat, unwilling to risk being caught in the aftermath of the two combatants’ clash.

Meanwhile, in the bamboo forest outside the enormous plaza of the Yunlan Sect, a shadowy figure concealed among the trees revealed a look of deep astonishment.

This figure was Ling Ying, a Dou Emperor-level expert dispatched by Gu Xun’er to follow Xiao Yan. A member of the Gu Clan, Ling Ying had encountered numerous prodigies throughout his life, but even he was shaken by Xiao Yixian’s current level of power.

"I didn’t expect a minor sect like the Yunlan Sect to produce such a remarkable disciple."

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"Senior Brother, we can’t see what’s happening inside the cage. Do you think Sister Xian’er will be alright dealing with the soul entity in Xiao Yan?" Nalan Yanran asked anxiously, her eyes filled with worry as she gazed at the twisted prison in the air.

"Senior Brother, I’m worried about Sister Xian’er too. Xiao Yan’s strength keeps increasing, and I can’t tell if what he’s showing now is his limit," Qing Lin added, her tone just as concerned.

"This... the prison is something Xian’er created herself, so I’m sure she has a plan. Besides, that soul entity was once beaten by Xiao Jin; it shouldn’t be a match for Xian’er!"

"And don’t forget, we’re at the Yunlan Sect. With Master here, what could happen to Xian’er? You two should just relax!"

Although Liu Ling himself was unsure of what was happening inside and felt a hint of unease, he tried his best not to let it show in front of his two junior sisters.

Inside the Poison Mist Prison, "Xiao Yan," supported by the Bone Chilling Flame and his powerful soul, had not lost much visibility.

Through his gaze, he noticed a purple butterfly emerging from Xiao Yixian’s body. In an instant, it expanded to three meters in size, taking up nearly a third of the prison’s space.

As the enormous purple butterfly appeared, the temperature within the Poison Mist Prison surged dramatically. The boiling poison mist thickened even further, becoming increasingly oppressive.

"Netherworld Poison Flame… I never thought someone could tame such a thing."

Staring at the massive purple butterfly, a flicker of surprise flashed through "Xiao Yan’s" eyes. He could clearly sense that, with the butterfly’s emergence, the rate at which his Dou Qi was being consumed to resist the poisonous mist had accelerated significantly.

"Every second I stay here, my strength diminishes further. I need to get out of here immediately!"

Realizing his dire situation, a resolute expression crossed "Xiao Yan’s" face.

In the next moment, his right hand opened slightly, and the massive Heavy Xuan Ruler materialized in his palm once more.

Gripping the black blade tightly, the ruler’s surface began to radiate an intense light that grew increasingly brilliant, illuminating a large portion of the grayish-purple mist-filled prison.

As the light reached its peak, "Xiao Yan" swung the Heavy Xuan Ruler fiercely toward Xiao Yixian.

A massive crescent-shaped white energy blade, several meters wide, burst forth from the tip of the ruler, hurtling straight at Xiao Yixian with terrifying force.

(End of Chapter)

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