Stout had no intention of engaging in a direct confrontation, swiftly dodging his opponent’s attacks. Following that, Stout’s hands continued to flip and rotate, as rows of silver needles rained down on the crowd in front of him. Each silver needle faintly bore traces of a blue liquid, clearly the result of poison infusion. These silver needles were something he had tinkered with during his idle time in the city. Coming to the Northern Region this time, Stout was worried about unexpected situations, so he brought along a batch of them, never expecting to actually use them.
“Ah…” Immediately, cries of agony emanated from the crowd.
Anyone struck by the silver needles, without exception, collapsed to the ground. Those below the Sovereign Preliminary Realm writhed on the ground for a moment before becoming motionless, with a large amount of froth spilling from their mouths. As for the martial practitioners in the Mid to Late Sovereign Realm, although they wouldn’t die from the poison, each of them carefully activated their Chi, sitting cross-legged on the ground to forcefully expel the toxins.
“Casey, run!” Stout shouted loudly once again. As soon as his words fell, he charged directly into the enemy crowd, unleashing waves of fragrant air from his hands.
“It’s poisonous, hold your breath…” a man shouted loudly. However, just as he was speaking, the toxin had already entered his body, and before he could finish his words, he collapsed to the ground.
“You’re damned!” The blue-robed old man from before roared angrily upon witnessing this scene. Immediately after, he flew towards Stout in mid-air.
“Felicia, you and Azure Dragon go ahead, don’t linger in battle, we’ll talk after Boss arrives!” Casey’s voice sounded at the same time.
“Casey, take care of yourself!” Felicia didn’t insist, knowing that staying behind would only burden Casey.
Azure Dragon and the others were also well aware that staying would be a fearless sacrifice, without any meaning. Shortly after, the group rushed out of the gap torn open by Stout, leaving the crowd behind. They finally understood why Stout had given them the antidote earlier, obviously to avoid these poisonous gases.
“You can’t leave!” In mid-air, the blue-robed old man shouted loudly, simultaneously raising his hand and unleashing several bursts of violent energy.
Meanwhile, Casey also made his move, without any hesitation, directly activating Domineering Blade Art. The curtain of blades descended, barely blocking the old man’s attack. During this moment, Azure Dragon and Felicia had already rushed out of the crowd.
“You think you can escape from my hands?” the black-robed old man coldly sneered as he flew towards Stout’s direction.
“Kill!” The others also shouted simultaneously. They were worried about being affected by Stout’s poison gas, so they chased after them from the other side.
At the same time, Casey made his move once again, wanting to buy more time for Azure Dragon and the others. With a flick of his wrist, he mobilized his entire body’s power, condensing it into the Domineering Blade Art and slashing towards the black-robed old man.
“You want to die so badly, I’ll grant your wish!” The black-robed old man’s eyes narrowed, raising his hand and sweeping it towards the curtain of blades.
A loud sound reverberated through the air, causing a wave of air to lift up hundreds of Aquilandians into the air. After a move, Casey spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backward and crashing heavily onto the ice surface several hundred meters away, his aura extremely weak. There was a three-grade difference between the two of them, naturally, he couldn’t contend with it.
“Casey!” Stout shouted loudly.
“Just leave me… run!” Casey struggled to speak.
“Having killed so many people from my nation, you think you can run?” The other Second-rank Saint had long set his sights on Stout. As soon as his words sounded, a wave of energy surged towards Stout.
“You old bastard, if you want to kill me, let’s see if you have the ability!” Stout shouted loudly while dodging.
The old man’s palm strike crashed into the ice surface, immediately creating a huge pit, with large chunks of ice and snow being lifted into the air. Whoosh! Stout flicked his wrist, once again shooting out the dozen or so silver needles he had left.
“Petty tricks!” The Second-rank Saint coldly snorted, raising his hand to sweep out a gust of wind that caused the silver needles to fall to the ground.
“Kid, prepare to die!” Almost simultaneously, another Ninth-rank Sovereign man had already rushed
“Careful, Stout…” Casey shouted loudly as he got up from the ground.
Boom!
Before his words could even fade, Stout was sent flying like a kite with a broken string. Stout crashed down and slid for a hundred meters before coming to a stop, spitting out a mouthful of blood and lying motionless on the ground.
“Stout…” Casey gritted his teeth and quickly ran over.
At this moment, the Third-rank Saint black-robed old man chased after Azure Dragon and the others.
“Casey, Stout!” Felicia shouted loudly as she turned around and saw Casey and Stout’s condition.
“Darn it! Let’s fight!” Upon hearing Felicia’s voice, Azure Dragon and the others turned around, roaring in anger. They immediately activated their most powerful moves, raising their blades to strike at the old man.
In the next moment, numerous sharp and icy blades appeared in the air, carrying the power of thunder as they collided with the old man’s attack.
A loud explosion echoed through the air, and the endless icy blades instantly shattered and dissipated. Azure Dragon and the others were lifted into the air, leaving behind several trails of blood. The difference in cultivation was too great, and even if they joined forces, they couldn’t withstand the old man’s attack. Shortly after, they crashed down several hundred meters away, causing the ice beneath them to crack like a spider’s web.
“Felicia, Azure Dragon!” Casey had just reached Stout’s side when he saw Felicia and the others being blasted away.
“Casey… we… we’re fine…” Felicia spat out another mouthful of blood and replied weakly. However, her voice was barely audible, as she had been seriously injured.
“Disable their cultivation and bring them back to the city!” the black-robed old man then ordered a Ninth-rank Sovereign.
“Alright!” the old man responded loudly. With that, he walked towards Felicia and the others.
“How dare you!” Casey shouted angrily. A chilling aura erupted from his body, making him look like a messenger from hell. Then, his pupils gradually turned dark green, veins popping on his face, and blood vessels rapidly expanding.
Sensing the death-like aura emanating from him, some of the Aquilandians near him couldn’t help but shudder. Even Stout, lying on the ground, had an expression of extreme terror on his face. Having been with Casey for so long, this was the first time he had sensed such a terrifying pressure from him. Clearly, Casey had activated some kind of forbidden secret technique.
“He’s about to use a forbidden technique, stop him!” the Third-rank Sovereign old man frowned slightly.
“Yes!” a Second-rank Sovereign responded and quickly rushed towards Casey. Immediately after, he unleashed a deadly palm strike with all his strength.