Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 2931: Chapter 169: Sishen (2)

Lugu gathered up his vast Strength and slashed a blade toward Gao Du, intending to break away and retreat.

Gao Du had long anticipated this; he knew Lugu could not withstand the drain of his Poison Technique. Now seeing Lugu’s blade coming, he advanced instead of retreating.

A cruel grin crawled onto his face; he rushed straight into Lugu’s strike, as if throwing his life away.

Lugu’s brows knit together; just as he was taken aback, he saw Gao Du’s body suddenly twist like a python, his human face becoming a serpent’s head, sliding along the edge of Lugu’s blade to thrust itself right before Lugu’s face.

Like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, fangs dripping with poison, the serpent-like Gao Du bit viciously into Lugu’s neck.

This was the terrifying aspect of his Barbarian Tribes Cultivation Technique, the Hundred Poisonous Snake Skill, once cultivated to a profound level.

His entire flesh was both filled with fierce poison and like a viper, able to twist and deform at will.

Lugu, caught unawares for a moment, fell prey to his dirty trick; hatred flared in his heart and he slashed backhanded toward Gao Du.

Gao Du’s body shifted from serpent back to man, dodged that blade, withdrew in a flash, and stood far off, watching Lugu with a cold sneer.

Lugu staggered back several steps. Once he steadied himself, he stuffed a few Poison-Repelling Pills into his mouth, only to realize the toxin had already seeped into his meridians; his face turned instantly, unspeakably ugly.

Seeing this, Gao Du’s expression grew venomous. ”So this is all Chief Shugou amounts to. In the end you’re still my defeated dog.”

”What’s wrong?” Gao Du chuckled. ”Didn’t your Divine Blessing say he would shelter the Great Wilderness? Why can’t he even shelter you?”

In Lugu’s eyes surged boundless fury; he locked his gaze on Gao Du, wishing he could tear him to pieces.

Being stared at by Lugu, Gao Du looked smug.

But after a moment, Lugu suddenly saw something; his pupils shrank sharply.

This subtle change did not escape Gao Du’s eyes.

Gao Du originally thought Lugu was just putting on an act, but in the next instant, he suddenly sensed a strange, chilling cold at his back that made his heart tremble.

As if something was standing right behind him.

Gao Du’s heart gave a violent lurch; without moving his body, his head twisted like a snake toward his back. Looking up, he saw a pair of pitch-black, hollow eye sockets, and within those sockets, a smear of eerie blue.

Gao Du’s heart constricted abruptly.

To creep up behind him in the chaos of battle without a sound, and with not the slightest breath of a living human?

What thing is this?!

While Gao Du was still stunned, he suddenly realized his body was being tightly constricted by a pair of arms like iron tongs.

The Strength was so great that even someone at the Late Golden Core Stage like him struggled to endure it.

Gao Du jolted in shock and immediately struck back; he repeated his trick, circulating the Hundred Poisonous Snake Skill to transform his body into a python, opening his maw to bite this ambusher’s neck.

Yet as soon as he bit down, it was as though he had sunk his fangs into an ice-cold corpse, or into a piece of hardened steel.

The venom seeped along his teeth, but seemed to have no effect whatsoever.

Gao Du cried out in shock within:

”A dead man? An Iron Corpse? A Copper Corpse? No... what in hell is this thing?”

And while he wavered between shock and doubt, this corpse-like existence continued to constrict his flesh, as if intending to slice him cleanly in two at the waist.

The situation was perilous; Gao Du stopped hesitating and drove the Hundred Poisonous Snake Skill to its limit, his body becoming three venomous snakes that slipped out through the ”corpse’s” blockade.

Once he escaped, the three snakes merged back into one, and Gao Du reappeared in human form.

Only then did Gao Du carefully fix his gaze on the ”enemy” before him, finding its body tall and imposing, its aura terrifying, neither quite human nor quite Non-Human, neither quite corpse nor quite living thing. A faint blue light leaked from within its body, and there was no way to tell what it was; it did not look like anything from the Great Wilderness.

From the power in its flesh, one could see it roughly possessed the Realm of the Late Golden Core Stage.

Yet it bore not the slightest trace of Cultivation.

Gao Du’s face grew overcast.

Not far away, Lugu looked at this towering ”corpse” with a somewhat dazed expression, murmuring softly:

”Elder Brother...”

A moment later, Lugu turned his head and looked farther off toward Mo Hua, his gaze complicated.

Mo Hua sat high above, his expression indifferent; the eerie blue light in his eyes flashed and vanished.

At the same time, Sishen’s corpse suddenly let out a roar, the bones of its body emitting a ghostly blue radiance as a terrifying aura exploded outward, like that of a Fierce Beast.

”Not good!”

Gao Du started in alarm and immediately retreated.

But in the next instant, poisonous water splashed beside him, a black shadow flickered, and the massive Sishen blasted toward Gao Du at an inconceivable speed. Driven by the Spiritual Remains, its sinister fist suddenly slammed out.

Gao Du had no time to evade and could only raise his arms to block, but he simply couldn’t withstand it; that one punch sent him flying, crashing into the mire and tossing up several zhang of poisonous water.

Gao Du struggled to climb to his feet, but both his arms hung limp—every bone inside them had already been shattered.

”Damn it, what kind of freak thing is this...”

Gao Du cursed under his breath, silently practicing his Cultivation Technique. His arms turned into long serpents, and once they slid back into place, they also reset his broken bones.

Then a cold, blood-reeking wind suddenly arose; as the Spiritual Remains flickered, Sishen lunged in to kill again.

Gao Du had no choice but to grit his teeth and engage Sishen head-on.

Gao Du’s entire skill set relied most on his Poison Technique and was notorious for sinister viciousness; direct confrontation was never his strong suit. Thus when facing Sishen’s corpse, he fell into disadvantage from the start; in less than a hundred exchanges, three more bones in his body snapped.

The outcome was becoming obvious.

Yet after trading blows for a while longer, Gao Du gradually began to adapt.

He too was a General, hardened by a hundred battles; naturally he keenly noticed that this ”corpse” body, though mighty in Strength, had very limited moves, repeating the same few attacks over and over, and the transitions between them were far from smooth.