Chapter 694: The Final Madness

The Nascent Soul body was different from the Core Formation body. It was too powerful. So much so that it took a while for the Nether Poison to corrupt his body. Only then did he feel pain.

But since it had already begun to corrupt him, it meant the Nether Poison was effective. It could kill a Nascent Soul!

Jiang Fan finally stopped pretending. Pain showed on his face, but so did the joy of a successful plan. He couldn't help but laugh:“Vice Tower Lord Yan!”“How does the Nether Poison taste?”“Are your organs burning, and your bones melting?”“Hahaha!”

Black blood oozed from all seven orifices of Yan Dao'an. The immense pain caused veins to bulge across his body. They pulsed continuously with the abnormal flow of blood, like twisted blue earthworms. Veins also tightened across his face, his features twisting together, making him appear exceptionally grotesque. He roared in pain, “Why are you unharmed?”

Cough, cough—

Jiang Fan struggled to his feet. He coughed up a mouthful of black blood, splattering his clothes. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of madness in his eyes, and said, “If I had shown any signs of trouble, could I have lured you into this trap? Hahaha!”

Yan Dao'an exploded in fury! Only then did he realize that Jiang Fan had used himself as bait, tricking him into consuming an extremely potent poison! Infuriated, he punched towards Jiang Fan: “I'll kill you!!!”

Jiang Fan showed no fear. His eyes wide, he roared, “Let's die together! Who's afraid of whom? Kill me? Capture my friend? Then you'll pay with your life!”

He took out the blood-red skirt, shook it vigorously, and threw it over. But his physical condition was too dire. This single action seemed to drain most of his strength, and he stumbled backward.

Yan Dao'an had consumed nine times the amount of Nether Poison! How could his situation be any better than Jiang Fan's? What should have been a devastating Nascent Soul attack was delivered weakly and without power, his arm instead being covered by the blood-red skirt. Instantly, the blood-red skirt ravenously devoured his flesh and blood.

“Ah!” His already agonizingly painful body was pierced by an even more excruciating sting. He hastily tore off the blood-red skirt. In just a moment, both his arms withered to mere bone!

“You little beast!!!” Yan Dao'an roared with earth-shattering fury. Black blood spurted from his eyes. Black bloodlines also streamed from the pores of his skin. Unlike Jiang Fan, who had a poison-absorbing pill that halted the destruction of his body, the Nether Poison within Yan Dao'an continued to furiously ravage his body. It wouldn't be long before he dissolved into a puddle of black sludge!

His heart was filled with murderous intent. Gathering his last reserves of strength, he stumbled and lunged towards Jiang Fan.

Meanwhile, Jiang Fan was weakly falling backward. But he didn't hit the ground. Instead, he fell into a soft, warm embrace. A pair of jade-like arms wrapped around his waist from behind, holding him tightly. Clear tears dripped continuously onto his face. Jiang Fan looked up. It was Consort Yunxia, her tears falling like rain. Her otherworldly face, usually devoid of human emotion, was now streaming with tears of joy.

“You're alive... you're still alive...”

She had been naturally indifferent since birth. She disliked contention or snatching things from others. Even as the most talented person in the demon race, she merely cultivated quietly. She felt neither sorrow nor joy. Even when she was close to breaking through to the Demon Emperor realm, and the Azure Firmament Demon Emperor forcibly disrupted her cultivation, she had only been briefly angry. She hadn't been sad. Later, when she was forcibly taken as a concubine by the Azure Firmament Demon Emperor, she lost interest in all worldly matters. Her days were unremarkable, neither happy nor sorrowful.

But ever since she met Jiang Fan, her emotions had been repeatedly stirred. From the gentle and demure Consort Yunxia, she transformed into a resentful woman filled with grievances. And now, witnessing Jiang Fan's resolute decision to drink a deadly poison for her, for the first time in her life, she felt profound sadness. For the first time, she was so afraid of losing someone. Merciful heavens. Jiang Fan had pulled through. The joy of retrieving what was lost overwhelmed her heart. Even if she were to someday break through to the Demon Emperor realm, she might not feel such immense joy. In a brief moment, she had experienced an unprecedented swing from deep sorrow to immense joy. She knew. She had fallen in love. Fallen in love with a human.

Jiang Fan reached up to wipe away her tears and said, “I'm tough; I won't die yet. But we're not safe yet. Quick, kill him.”

Consort Yunxia nodded tearfully. When she looked up at Yan Dao'an, fierce killing intent swirled in her eyes. She rarely felt the desire to kill anyone. Yan Dao'an was the first! Behind her, nine fox tails immediately fanned out like a painted screen, unleashing waves of Nascent Soul aura. A white blur flashed. She streaked across the sky like a brilliant white light, cutting through it like a shooting star, meeting Yan Dao'an head-on.

“Get... out!” Yan Dao'an roared, spitting black blood. By now, he could barely vocalize. His body was not far from dissolving into a pile of flesh and blood. Yet his malevolent hatred only intensified! He couldn't accept that he would die at the hands of a Core Formation cultivator. Even if he died, he would drag Jiang Fan with him! He unleashed both fists, and what little Nascent Soul power remained still erupted with formidable might as he fought Consort Yunxia. But his body was deteriorating too rapidly. After only two rounds, a fox tail pierced his chest. Yan Dao'an was consumed by grief and fury: “Jiang Fan!!! How could... I, Yan Dao'an... die by your hand... I won't accept this... I can't accept this...”

With a squelch, his abdomen burst open. His internal organs, which had melted into black liquid, flowed out onto the ground. He was finished. There was no saving him. Yet, on his rapidly decaying face, his malice grew even stronger.

“I want... you... to die with me...” He fumbled in his pocket. When his hand reappeared, it held an ignited jade talisman. From it erupted an overwhelmingly powerful Nascent Soul attack. “Die... you little beast...” Before his arm completely rotted away, he fiercely hurled the Nascent Soul jade talisman.

Consort Yunxia's pupils contracted sharply! Jiang Fan's expression changed dramatically. Even Yuan Chen let out a terrified shriek. No one had expected it. Yan Dao'an had actually hidden a Nascent Soul attack talisman! The space within the Inner Mansion was limited. A single Nascent Soul attack would hit everyone, with nowhere to hide! Yan Dao'an's decaying body would be shattered. Yuan Chen would also be injured. As for Jiang Fan and Consort Yunxia, who were directly targeted, they would undoubtedly be annihilated. A single Nascent Soul strike was impossible for a Core Formation cultivator to withstand.

“Die...” Yan Dao'an smiled malevolently. At that moment, the Nascent Soul jade talisman erupted with surging heavenly might. A colossal illusory blade, occupying half the Inner Mansion, slashed down ferociously.

Consort Yunxia let out a soft sigh. She had thought they could eliminate a Nascent Soul cultivator. But in the end, death was inescapable. However, she wasn't sad. Only a little regretful. She turned and swept over to Jiang Fan's side. She extended her snow-white arms and hooked them around Jiang Fan's neck. Facing imminent death, there was no room for shyness. Her soft, delicate body pressed into his embrace. Her colorful eyes, glistening with tears, gazed tenderly at his face, so close to hers. She whispered, “Next life, remember to recognize me sooner. I'll definitely be your bride.” She silently unfurled her fox tails. Just as she had before. She kept the danger for herself, hoping to secure a slim chance of survival for Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan was deeply moved. What virtues did he possess to make a woman willing to die for him twice? Meeting her eyes, which were filled with regret, he swallowed hard. A mouthful of blue spiritual liquid slid into his body. He said, “Why wait for the next life?”