After guarding the gates for a hundred years, I drove the Heavenly Saint to madness.

A fierce wind howled, and waves of air surged.

Outside Jiepai Pass, the escape lights of the three—Antarctic Immortal, Burning Lamp Taoist, and Guangchengzi—came to an abrupt halt at the edge of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

Ahead, the crimson mist was like an insurmountable wall of sighs, and the cold and brutal outline of Pangu's phantom could be faintly seen in the rolling baleful aura.

The Antarctic Immortal hovered in mid-air, the veins on the back of his hand holding the coiled dragon staff bulging, his knuckles pale from excessive force.

His chest heaved violently, and his face, which usually wore a compassionate smile, was now twisted like that of a wild beast ready to devour its prey.

Heart is bleeding.

That white crane attendant was no ordinary servant, but a celestial bird that had accompanied him through countless eons in Kunlun Mountain, and was also his chief disciple!

As a result, due to a moment of carelessness, he was smashed into a pile of flesh embedded in the wood by a large seal!

"Xiao Wuji!"

The voice of the Antarctic Immortal was like a cold wind blowing from the deepest hell, each word filled with blood, causing ripples to spread through the void.

"You killed my child! This is an irreconcilable hatred! I will tear you apart, skin you alive, and cast you into the deepest hell, never to be reborn!!"

He uttered harsh words, his voice echoing for miles around.

But the Antarctic Immortal's bloodshot eyes were fixed on the great formation before him, and his feet seemed to be rooted to the spot, so he didn't dare to take a single step forward.

Randeng and Guangchengzi stood silently to the side, their faces equally ashen.

The collision just now proved that this fierce formation of the witch clan could not be torn apart instantly by brute force.

If they rashly rush in, they will not only be suppressed by a powerful formation, but also by Lü Yue who has suddenly come to their aid. They are likely to perish inside as well.

To go in is to commit suicide.

"Walk!"

The Old Man of the South Pole squeezed out the word through clenched teeth and then suddenly flicked his sleeve.

Filled with endless frustration and rage, he turned around, transformed into a long rainbow, and flew angrily towards the Xiqi camp.

Randeng and Guangchengzi exchanged a glance, then followed closely behind with gloomy expressions.

……

As the cold night gradually faded, a pale dawn appeared on the eastern horizon.

As the first rays of dawn pierced through the thick clouds, warm sunlight poured down on the vast Xiqi camp stretching for hundreds of miles.

Yin and Yang alternate in the universe, and Yang energy begins to emerge.

In that instant, the stagnant calm of the Xiqi camp suddenly boiled over.

Outside the gate, a soldier holding a long spear, who was on guard duty, suddenly turned red in the face, as if he were drunk.

He threw down his weapon, gripped his neck tightly with both hands, and made strange "gurgling" sounds in his throat, as if an invisible hand was choking him.

next interest.

"Wow--!"

The armored soldier suddenly spat out a mouthful of foul-smelling black water, and collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

His body convulsed violently, and his body temperature was alarmingly high, even the iron armor on his body became warm.

This is just the beginning.

Within the camp, it was as if an invisible wind of death was blowing through every tent.

Swarms of ordinary soldiers fell like stalks of wheat being cut down.

They vomited and had diarrhea, expelling nauseating black filth, and their skin was hot and black.

The qi and blood smoke that had been gathered above the military formation dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This strange wave quickly spread towards the central army camp, and even cultivators were not spared.

"What happened?"

Hearing the commotion outside, Lei Zhenzi rushed out of his tent, carrying his Wind and Thunder Cudgel.

He was about to flap his Wind and Thunder Wings on his back and fly into the sky to investigate the situation, but as soon as the wings were half-spread, the Jade Purity Magic Power in his body became extremely sluggish, like frozen mud.

Immediately afterwards, his already strange face was covered with a layer of deathly gray black mist.

My legs went weak.

This third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect, who possessed the combat power of a Golden Immortal, actually knelt down on one knee, unable to even hold onto the Wind and Thunder Cudgel in his hand, which clattered to the ground.

Not only him, but also the remaining generals in the army who originally belonged to the command of Jinzha and Muzha, as well as other disciples of the Chan Sect who possessed cultivation, all turned black-faced.

They clutched their chests and collapsed to the ground, their spiritual energy seemingly devoured by some terrifying monster, leaving not a trace.

The entire Xiqi camp was in complete chaos, with painful groans and cries of agony rising and falling, like a living hell.

The curtain of the main tent was suddenly flung open.

The Antarctic Immortal, Burning Lamp, and Guang Chengzi rushed out and saw the army rolling on the ground in agony. The three great beings turned pale instantly.

"Plague! It's an extremely yin poison!!"

The Antarctic Immortal immediately saw through the deception. He strode forward and slammed his coiled dragon staff heavily onto the ground.

"Life and death, prosperity and decline, endless cycle of life!"

A dense azure longevity law rippled out from the base of the dove staff like waves, instantly enveloping the central army camp within a radius of several miles.

As the energy of longevity entered their bodies, the faces of the fallen soldiers and cultivators briefly regained a rosy hue, and their pain seemed to be suppressed. Many of them struggled to get up.

Upon seeing this, the Old Man of the South Pole felt somewhat relieved.

But only three breaths had passed.

The blue vitality injected into their bodies was like a spark falling into boiling oil, which instead completely ignited the latent dragon plague within them.

This toxin is activated when exposed to sunlight. At this moment, it encountered the purest life force nourishing the Antarctic Immortal, and it actually regarded it as excellent nutrient, instantly multiplying wildly!

"puff--!"

The captain, who had just stood up, coughed up a mouthful of black blood, his eyes rolled back, and he died on the spot. His body quickly shriveled up.

The Antarctic Immortal had just rescued one person when ten more collapsed in even more gruesome ways. This plague, like a malignant tumor clinging to his bones, was greedily devouring his laws of immortality.

"How could this happen..."

The old man of the South Pole's hand holding the dove-shaped staff trembled slightly as he looked at the helpless and miserable scene before him, his eyes filled with horror.

……

Thirty li away, at the Jiepai Pass.

The morning breeze fluttered the Shang army's battle flags.

Lu Yue, dressed in a bright red Taoist robe with his hands tucked into his sleeves, looked down at the vast military camp in the distance, which was now shrouded in deathly silence and chaos.

Hearing the mournful wails that drifted faintly on the morning breeze, a sinister smile slowly spread across Lü Yue's hideous, indigo-blue face.

"You think the old man from Antarctica, with his secret to immortality, can cure my poison?"

Lu Yue turned to look at Xiao Wuji beside him, his three eyes flashing with absolute arrogance and pride.

"Nephew, this Hidden Dragon Plague is the result of my painstaking efforts. I descended to the deepest part of the Nine Netherworld to collect the eternally impure energy, combined with a hundred kinds of deadly poisons, and refined it in the Plague Umbrella for an entire Yuanhui."

"I came here to avenge this humiliation. If my path to enlightenment is broken so easily, then all my efforts will have been in vain."

He stretched out his withered finger and pointed in the direction of Xiqi:

"This poison usually lies dormant, hidden and invisible. But once it encounters pure yang energy, it flares up like oil being poured into a raging fire. The more the old man in the Antarctic tries to save them with his life force, the more violently the poison takes effect."

Lü Yue stroked his beard and laughed loudly, his laughter sounding like the hooting of an owl.

"Unless a sage personally intervenes, no one can unravel this mystery!"

The next chapter is even more exciting: Chapter 46 The Poison Takes Effect at Sunrise, the Proud Lü Yue Awaits Your Visit.