You dare hurt my woman? You old hag, your life isn't enough to pay for it!

"Yingying, release the Iron Corpse!"

Zhou Ran gave the order without turning around.

He could handle the swarms of insects on the ground, but the scattered ghost-faced moths in the air were too inefficient to be cut down with a single slash.

"Okay...okay!"

Miao Yingying didn't dare to delay. She took out a silver bell from the cloth bag at her waist and shook it with all her might.

"rise!"

The bell rang mournfully, and the black coffin behind him let out a muffled roar.

The armored corpse, empowered by the spirit stone, suddenly leaped up, its strength surging.

It has no sense of pain and thick skin, making it the nemesis of these poisonous moths.

The giant hand swung like a huge clapper, each strike capable of crushing dozens of moths.

The poison powder landed on it, but could not cause any harm.

The battle reached a stalemate for a time.

Zhou Ran, alone with his sword, formed a defensive line of purple-black demonic fire that was as solid as an impregnable fortress.

Any poisonous insect that gets within three meters is reduced to charcoal by the blade's edge or the demonic fire.

Lan Caihua's face grew increasingly grim as she struggled to break through the defenses.

She glanced at the bronze coffin behind her; the blood sacrifice was nearing its end, and the drought demon could awaken at any moment.

"We can't delay any longer."

A ruthless glint flashed in her eyes.

Lan Caihua suddenly pulled out a pink sachet from her bosom and crushed it with her five fingers!

puff!

A puff of pale pink smoke exploded out.

The smoke didn't directly hit Zhou Ran, but strangely blended into the air, emitting a sweet and cloying fragrance.

"Hold your breath! It's poisonous!"

Miao Yingying screamed.

But it was too late.

This is not ordinary poison gas at all, but a pervasive and insidious poison.

"Entwined by Love!"

Lan Caihua let out a strange laugh like that of an owl.

"This is my most treasured possession. It won't kill you, but it's the most potent aphrodisiac in the world."

"Just one breath, and even the most chaste and virtuous woman will turn into a promiscuous slut..."

She laughed so hard she was shaking, already foreseeing the outcome.

Zhou Ran's demonic body was powerful, and his demonic energy flowed on its own. He only felt a surge of heat, which was then suppressed.

Miao Yingying's natal Gu activated, beginning to devour the foreign toxins. Her pretty face turned as red as if dripping blood, but she was still able to stand firmly.

Ke Lin Qingxue...

She was just a mortal.

The Yin-Yang Spiritual Body is extremely sensitive to this highly Yang toxin. The medicinal properties are amplified a thousandfold within her body, leaving her utterly powerless to resist.

"Well……"

A suppressed groan came from behind.

Zhou Ran paused, turned around, and his eyes darkened.

Lin Qingxue collapsed to the ground, tearing at her collar with both hands, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.

Her originally pale cheeks were now flushed with an unnatural redness.

Her eyes were glazed over, her consciousness was scattered, and she uttered broken, unconscious murmurs.

"It's hot...so hot...Zhou Ran..."

The excruciating pain caused her body to curl up and twist uncontrollably, every inch of her skin burning.

"Clear the snow!"

Zhou Ran's heart tightened, and he was about to reach out to help.

Whoosh!

In the moment when he was distracted!

Lan Caihua's figure faded away from the spot, and a silver needle, almost invisible and coated with deadly poison, shot out from her fingertip!

The target was Zhou Ran's brow!

This was a fatal blow that condensed all her cultivation!

"Be careful!"

Lin Qingxue's mind was already blurred, but her mutated, insightful spiritual eyes instinctively caught the deadly silver light that pierced the darkness!

Life and death hang in the balance.

She suddenly felt a surge of energy from nowhere, and with all her might, she lunged at Zhou Ran.

puff!

A soft sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh.

The poisoned needle, which should have pierced Zhou Ran's skull, instead sank deep into Lin Qingxue's shoulder blade.

The jet-black poison gas spread rapidly across her snow-white skin, like ink dripping into clear water.

"Well……"

Lin Qingxue's delicate body trembled violently, and she collapsed softly into Zhou Ran's arms, completely exhausted.

"court death!"

Time does not stand still.

Zhou Ran's mind went blank.

The next instant, an boundless killing intent powerful enough to freeze the soul exploded from the depths of his heart!

That old hag dared to hurt his people right in front of him!

Although he had never touched this woman, he already considered her his own!

The demonic energy on Zhou Ran's body completely spiraled out of control.

His eyes were consumed by blood, and his long hair stood on end.

The pressure emanating from its body caused the surrounding insect swarm to be crushed into dust in fear.

"You old bastard, I'll tear you to pieces!"

He no longer paid attention to any formations or insect swarms.

Stomp your legs on the ground!

The ancient rock strata beneath our feet shattered instantly!

Zhou Ran's figure sliced ​​through the air with a sharp sonic boom, crashing directly through the impenetrable insect wall and appearing in front of Lan Caihua.

The sinister smile on Lan Caihua's face had not yet faded when it turned into extreme terror.

"you……"

She instinctively used her snake-head cane to block, and the tip of the cane pierced Zhou Ran's palm.

But the giant hand, shrouded in dark demonic energy, did not stop at all, and its momentum became even stronger!

The next second, a hand like an iron clamp gripped her throat tightly and lifted her off the ground!

"Let me go, or you'll die too!"

Lan Caihua struggled desperately, kicking her legs wildly in the air.

She opened her mouth, and a beam of golden light shot out!

It's her natal Golden Silkworm Gu!

Jin Guang lay on Zhou Ran's chest.

"Brother Zhou! There's no cure for the Golden Silkworm Gu poison; it will drain you dry!"

In the distance, Miao Yingying hugged Lin Qingxue and shouted desperately.

Upon hearing this, Lan Caihua's lips curled into a sinister, dying smile.

However, the smile on her lips froze abruptly before it could fully bloom.

Her cloudy eyes widened in shock as she witnessed a scene that terrified her.

The golden silkworm gu that was lying on Zhou Ran's chest, the gu king that she had nurtured for sixty years, was now trembling violently!

Its tiny limbs frantically scratched at Zhou Ran's clothes, not to crawl inside, but to escape!

It wanted to escape!

"How...how is this possible?"

Lan Caihua let out a hoarse scream, desperately scratching at the large hand on her neck, but she couldn't budge it an inch.

Zhou Ran lowered his head indifferently, glanced at the trembling golden worm on his chest, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"Is this your trump card?"

He extended two fingers and pinched the shell of the Golden Silkworm Gu.

"If it were the 'Nine Li Devouring Heaven Gu' from three thousand years ago, perhaps I could take a closer look."

Zhou Ran's tone was devoid of any emotion.

"As for this one?"

Its bloodline is mixed, its toxicity is weak, and it can't even be considered a defective product.

As he finished speaking, a dark purple light appeared at his fingertips.

Ancient demonic arts, daring to defy even the laws of heaven, render a mortal poisonous insect as insignificant as dust before the demonic energy.

Snapped!

A crisp popping sound.

Lan Caihua's life-giving Golden Silkworm Gu was instantly blasted into a foul-smelling golden liquid at Zhou Ran's fingertips.

puff--

With her natal Gu destroyed, Lan Caihua suffered severe mental trauma and spat a mouthful of black blood onto Zhou Ran's arm.

Her face, which was maintained by Gu worms, withered and collapsed at a visible speed.

She reverted to her original appearance as an old woman with an orange peel, even more aged, like a piece of rotten wood weathered for a thousand years.

"Who...who are you...?"

Lan Caihua's life force was waning, and all that remained in her eyes was endless horror and fear.

"This kind of demonic power..."

You're not human...

"I'm the one who's sending you on your way."

Zhou Ran tightened his grip on her neck.

The Yin-Yang Technique is operating at full power!

A suction force that seemed to devour the heavens and earth was generated in the palm of his hand.

Lan Caihua felt that her cultivation, which had been painstakingly practiced for two hundred years, was like a flood that had been released from its dam.

It flowed down the neck into the young man's body, becoming part of his power.

"No...no...my cultivation level..."

She struggled in vain, her fingernails scratching deep bloody marks on Zhou Ran's hand, but to no avail.

This is the domineering nature of the Yin-Yang Technique: seizing the creation of heaven and earth and plundering the foundation of others!

Just three breaths.

The once fearsome "Poison Widow" who dominated the southern border region has been completely transformed into a lifeless, desiccated corpse.