Chapter 4545 — The Five Elements Killing Qi
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Such a horrifying, skin-crawling sight was enough to make even the Old Sect of the Western Hills' scalp prickle with numbness; his already grotesque face took on a further layer of bloodless pallor, and his heart shuddered with utter dread.
"This... is the legendary Five Poisons Swamp?!" Sick with belated fear, the Old Sect of the Western Hills hurriedly shot up into the sky, retreating a full several li before he dared stop, terrified that he too might follow in the bone claw's footsteps and be swallowed by this hideous swamp without so much as a speck of him left behind.
Since human cultivators almost never came to a place like this, not many in the Southern Continent's seas knew of the Five Poisons Swamp. The Old Sect of the Western Hills, however, was plainly a connoisseur of such things; even if he had failed to recognize it at first glance, if he still could not put two and two together after taking such a heavy loss, he would hardly have deserved his title as a titan of the evil path.
After all, experts of the Old Sect of the Western Hills' caliber tended to cling to their lives with the utmost care. They might be unfamiliar with any place or any environment, but those things capable of posing a lethal threat to them simply had to be known to them inside and out—precisely like the Five Poisons Swamp before his eyes.
Cultivators never tired of proclaiming that they defied Heaven and altered destiny, yet in truth, the higher one's station, the deeper one's reverence for the power of Heaven and Earth—for the stronger a man grew, the more keenly he knew his own insignificance, and the more clearly he grasped the vastness and terror of the cosmos.
To pit one man's strength against the power of Heaven and Earth—that was a realm countless people dreamed of. Alas, it was forever no more than a lovely fantasy; in truth, such a possibility had never existed and never would.
Any place that displayed the ferocious might of Heaven and Earth was, to cultivators, an absolute deathtrap and forbidden ground. However mighty one might be—Xuan Ascension, Mountain-Splitting, or even stronger, it made no difference. To defy Heaven in such places there was only ever one outcome: death.
By any measure, the Five Poisons Swamp before him fit the definition of a deathtrap to perfection. Never mind that the Old Sect of the Western Hills had already been caught off guard and left bleeding from a nasty wound—even if he had successfully withdrawn his bone claw in time, he would never have dared approach within half a step of the Five Poisons Swamp.
"Wah-yah-yah-yah! You vile, treacherous whelp—to think that even on the brink of death you'd try to drag this Patriarch down with you! Utterly vicious!" The Old Sect of the Western Hills finally caught his breath after that internal injury, his face livid with fury as he stamped his feet and raged. In his mind, that wretch Wei Zhao had surely known his death was certain, and so had schemed to drag him into a mutual destruction!
At that moment the Old Sect of the Western Hills was filled with shock and belated fear, silently thanking his lucky stars that he had been cautious enough to check his advance in time and thus narrowly escape calamity!
Otherwise, with that last strike—had his bloodlust truly overmastered him and he had charged in after Wei Zhao without a moment's hesitation—then no matter how strong he was, it would have availed him nothing. Even the indestructible bone claw could not withstand the Five Elements attack, let alone his own mortal flesh and blood. He would surely have perished alongside that little bastard, and worse—shattered to dust and scattered to the winds, utterly and irrevocably dead.
Watching the Five Poisons Swamp before him from several li away, his expression shifting through a myriad of changes, the Old Sect of the Western Hills knew that Wei Zhao had by now been reduced to soulless dust, and could never come out alive again.