Xu Qing was right. He was good at fighting groups. Once he unleashed the poison from his third heavenly palace, shocking death would result. In fact, from the moment Xu Qing had acquired that taboo poison core until now, he had never tapped into its full potential. Even now, he was keeping control of it carefully.15

After all, that poison did not distinguish between enemies and allies. It wouldn’t hurt Xu Qing, but it could be deadly even to Patriarch Golden Vajra Warrior and his shadow.7

Despite keeping it under a level of control, it was still absolutely astonishing to the Holytide Black Guard cultivators. In the shortest of moments, three of the five-palace cultivators screamed in terror as their bodies disintegrated. The skin of their face melted, their bodies turned into blood, and their eyeballs fell out of their eye sockets. Despite all of that, they didn’t feel any pain. That was the terrifying thing about the poison of Xu Qing’s taboo poison core. It caused the body to rot away without the victim being able to sense anything. By the time any pain hit them, the poison was deep in the marrow.0

As those screams of terror echoed out, Xu Qing was like a wind of death. He appeared in front of a six-palace cultivator, and his dagger slashed a throat. A swishing sound could be heard, and then blood sprayed. As the head tumbled down, Xu Qing kicked it, turning it into a string of afterimages that sped toward another Holytide Black Guard cultivator. There it exploded, sending out poisoned blood in all directions.6

The cultivator backed up, shocked, but he wasn’t fast enough to escape death.0

Face expressionless, Xu Qing...1