Xu Qing wasn't wrong. He was indeed good at group battles.
Once the poison of his Third Heavenly Palace erupted, its lethality was astonishing. Ever since Xu Qing obtained the Poison Restriction Pill, he had never completely let it spread.
Even now, he was restraining it.
After all, the poison of the Third Heavenly Palace didn't distinguish friend from foe. Other than him who would be fine, regardless of whether it was the shadow or the Diamond Sect's ancestor, they would probably collapse.
Although he had restrained it, its power was enough to shock the minds of the black-clothed guards.
Almost instantly, three black-clothed guards with five palaces let out terrified cries as their bodies rapidly began to rot. The flesh on their faces started falling off, and blood dripped from their bodies. Even their eyeballs fell off.
However, they didn't feel any pain.
This was what was even more terrifying about Xu Qing's poison. It could silently corrode everything. By the time the enemy sensed the pain, the poison would have already seeped into their bones.
Amidst these cries of horror, Xu Qing's figure was like the wind of death as he appeared in front of a black-clothed guard with six palaces. He instantly slashed across his neck.
With a tearing sound, blood spurted out.
The head rolled down and was kicked up by Xu Qing. With a whistling sound, it transformed into an afterimage that headed straight for another black-clothed guard. It exploded in front of him and poisonous blood splattered everywhere.
The expression of this Holy Wave Race cultivator changed and he retreated, but he couldn't avoid the fate of death.
Xu Qing remained emotionless as he took a step forward. The physical strength of his seven palaces erupted in a complete display, causing a violent storm that thundered in all directions. From afar, it looked like a terrifying hurricane had suddenly formed out of nowhere.
With his incredible speed, Xu Qing mercilessly collided with the black-clothed guard.
Flesh and blood splattered everywhere.
Among the people in the surroundings, three more black-clothed guards were poisoned. They screamed and cried, but their bodies quickly melted into blood that flowed on the ground.
This scene caused the hearts of all the surrounding cultivators to skip a beat in horror.
"This poison is too powerful!"
"Everyone, disperse!"
Not only did the black-clothed guards who were fighting with Xu Qing disperse, but the expressions of Kong Xianglong, Shan He, and the others not far away also changed. They quickly moved away from this area with the people they were fighting with.
They wanted to get away from Xu Qing.
Xu Qing remained calm and collected. The more he used the Poison Restriction, the more he felt that everything was under his control. At that moment, he appeared in front of the ninth black-clothed guard with seven palaces like a ghost.
The instant he got close, he waved the dagger in his hand forcefully. The black-clothed guard wasn't ordinary either. He actually erupted with physical strength at this moment and grabbed the dagger, wanting to block it.
However, the moment the other party grabbed the dagger, the piercing force from the shroud erupted rapidly. The expression of the black-clothed guard changed, and he felt an incomparable piercing pain in his palm. His mind and soul were also assaulted by a sensation of being pricked by ten thousand needles.
When he instinctively let go, Xu Qing's dagger had already pierced into his throat with unstoppable force.
This was the second move Xu Qing had prepared for his dagger. It was also the power contained in the shroud cloth.
The price was that every time he held the dagger, he would suffer that piercing pain. His entire body felt as though it was pierced by countless sharp needles.
However, Xu Qing was already used to all of this and didn't care at all.
He took out his dagger and was about to continue when his expression changed slightly. He suddenly took a step to the side and dodged a flying sword that whistled past.
When he turned his head, Xu Qing saw another black-clothed guard with seven palaces using an emperor-level cultivation art to form a huge black hand that was moving toward him.
However, this time around, Xu Qing didn't need to make a move. Two black-clothed guards with six palaces suddenly revealed a bizarre smile. They turned around in unison and rushed toward their companion with the seven palaces, and self-destructed.
They were still shouting when they rushed out.
"My master greets you!"
This bizarre scene caused the expressions of all the black-clothed guards to change drastically.
At the next instant, the bodies of the two black-clothed guards exploded loudly, forming an impact that swept toward the seven palaces cultivator.
After suffering the explosion, the seven palaces cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood. His expression was one of shock and anger as he lifted his right hand and grabbed the black iron stick that was launching a sneak attack.
However, he couldn't control the red lightning that jumped up from the iron stick. It instantly entered his head, causing him to tremble.
Xu Qing's dagger also rapidly arrived at this moment. He stabbed into this person's heart and quickly made another strike. He stabbed seven times in a row, piercing through him with each strike. It was extremely savage.
As the blood-curdling screams rang out, Xu Qing noticed that his poison had mostly spread. Most of the black-clothed guards in the surroundings were rotting and every one of them was in fear. Their cultivation levels were also uncontrollably weakening.
"It's about time." Xu Qing mumbled inwardly. The shadow eye on his forehead directly expanded into a black coffin. As the lid opened, Xu Qing rushed out.
Of course, during this process, he didn't forget to shout out a seemingly indistinct incantation to hide his secret of shadow fusion.
The instant he appeared, Xu Qing activated the Bizarre Nether Dao Snatching Art. His right hand instantly turned translucent and he ruthlessly stabbed into the chest of a black-clothed guard with six palaces.
No matter how the other party struggled, it was useless. He entered the Heavenly Palaces and grabbed the golden cores, ruthlessly pulling them out.
The cores still had veins attached to it.
Amidst the miserable cries of pain, the Golden Crow behind Xu Qing manifested. 42 long feather flames spread in all directions, causing the pitch-black darkness of the dawn to brighten at this moment.
An intense glint appeared in the Golden Crow's eyes. The moment Xu Qing took out his Golden Core, it directly devoured the black hand formed by the black-clothed guard's emperor-level cultivation art.
