The Ethereal Domains

Chapter 450: Comfortable Till Death!

Comfortable Till Death! . . .

Yin Yucheng had absolutely no confidence in dealing with this enigmatic poison!

This poison didn't discriminate based on whether he was ranked No. 5 or No. 6; it would mercilessly claim his life.

"What kind of poison is this? What in the world is it?" Yin Yucheng kept screaming, his eyes bulging as he fixed his gaze on Cha Eun Xiao.

Cha Eun Xiao responded nonchalantly, "Look at you, so ignorant. You wouldn't understand even if I told you. I don't think it's worth my time to explain."

He spoke with casual indifference, yet in reality, he had been quite tense.

All the talk about local assassins, patriotism, and honor had served a dual purpose. He had spoken at length, not merely for patriotic education, but to buy himself more time. Time was what he needed.

Ever since his discussion with Zuo Wuji and his anticipation of possible confrontations, he had been preparing for the contingencies he might face on the battlefield.

He knew that facing such a multitude of assassins in a direct battle was futile; it was a foregone conclusion that he couldn't win in such a manner.

He had never intended to fight them head-on.

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He wasn't planning to win through brute force but by using more unorthodox methods to eliminate these adversaries.

Over time, he had gathered various poisonous materials: plants, insects, and anything that could serve the purpose of ending many lives. He used these materials to create a special poison, putting in considerable effort until he successfully concocted it.

All these poisonous components were stored within the Wood Space.

The poison fog was the result of his hard work—only one of the outcomes, in fact.

However, he hadn't gone to great lengths to create the poison. He had merely extracted the poisonous elements from those materials and then assembled them beneath the Egg's posterior. He had left the Egg, or the Spaces, to create the poisonous dan beads!

He had provided only one formula.

It would yield a single kind of poisonous dan!

And this is what he had sought: a poisonous dan that would burst into a cloud of fog when thrown.

In the Qing-Yun Realm, it wasn't particularly rare.

It wasn't commonly used, but experienced individuals were familiar with it, and most people had heard of it.

It was known as "Comfortable Till Death."

A renowned poison maker, the Poison Sage, was famous for this type of poison.

It earned its name because anyone afflicted by this poison would experience no discomfort. Once poisoned, their nerves would become numb. While the poison rotted their muscles, it caused the victim minimal sensation. The primary sensation was an irresistible itch. Yet, as they scratched, they felt extreme comfort.

The itch would persist, and the individual would scratch continuously, reveling in the soothing sensation.

The itching and comfort would continue until they perished by their own hand or could no longer scratch themselves. Even in death, they appeared serene, comfortable until the very end.

It was, fittingly, called "Comfortable Till Death." Consequently, being poisoned by this substance was considered one of the "Nine Strange Ways to Die."

Comfortable Till Death!

In a way, it could be considered a rather peaceful way to meet one's demise. It wasn't inherently brutal. Cha Eun Xiao would have preferred to concoct a more agonizing pestilence to torment these men, but he lacked the necessary materials. Hence, he resorted to creating Comfortable Till Death.

His supply of these poison beads was limited, however.

The Space had been diligently producing them without any waste of materials. Yet, Cha Eun Xiao had only managed to procure five poison beads.

These five beads had proven remarkably potent when unleashed, surpassing his expectations. Even he found himself astonished by the outcome.

"When I acquired the Poison Sage's knowledge and this book of poisons, I assumed the claims about Comfortable Till Death were mere boasts. Now, it seems that it truly lives up to its reputation when crafted perfectly!" he pondered.

The thought ran through his mind, "The Poison Sage's Comfortable Till Death could poison only about eight individuals at a time. Those beyond the Dream Origin Stage could even expel the poison from their bodies using their martial skills. However, this time, a single bead killed nearly five hundred men, and none of them survived. It's incredible. Is it because these five beads are of a higher quality?"

He was genuinely amazed.

He further contemplated, "I wonder if those at the Dream Origin Stage can cleanse their bodies of this poison, especially if it's produced by Brother Egg. Well, regardless, I can't test it here. The Land of Han-Yang lacks Dream Origin Stage cultivators."

As assassins surged toward him, Cha Eun Xiao couldn't help but observe, "Assassins might fear the Killer King and the King of Assassins, but Feng Zhiling is equally formidable! Aside from a few true superior cultivators, I have no reason to fear the other assassins. In the past, while I was still below the Sky Origin Stage, I bested Liu Changjun, one of the world's top ten assassins. Now, with the poison beads created by the Egg and my significant improvement, I have no qualms about facing these assassins."

The approaching assassins stood apart from each other. If he used a poison bead, it would only affect twenty or maybe thirty assassins, which he considered unworthy of the effort.

However...

"Behold my poison!" Cha Eun Xiao declared with a wave of his hand.

Suddenly, countless assassins began retreating in a frenzied manner. Only a few remained, still rushing toward Cha Eun Xiao. These latecomers were unaware of the recent events.

Those who had backed away watched, expecting the dreadful dark fog to reappear. They waited and waited, but nothing happened.

Several assassins who had been engaged in combat with Feng Monarch continued to press their advantage, relentlessly attacking. They appeared on the verge of overpowering Feng Monarch. His life seemed to hang by a thread!

Onlookers watched with mixed emotions, their thoughts uncertain.