Chapter 749: Chapter 749

"I didn't expect you to have such a Spiritual Pet at such a young age..." The Poison King said this, his previously hunched figure suddenly straightened up.

Even the face that previously looked very old, at this moment, seemed to shine with radiance, as if the Poison King had changed into a different person.

Swish... With a flick of his right hand,

a White Bone Whip appeared in his hand. At this moment, a formidable presence burst forth from the Poison King.

"Hand over these two spiritual beasts, and I might consider granting you a swift death," the Poison King said in a low and stern tone.

"Whether you can kill me or not depends on whether you have the ability," Ding Fan said indifferently.

"Very good..." the corners of the Poison King's mouth lifted slightly. "Then I'll let you get a good look at the prelude to meeting the Grim Reaper!"

As the Poison King said this, he violently lashed out with the White Bone Whip in his hand.

Pop... A crisp sound echoed across the entire land.

And right after the sound of the whip fell, a gourd carried on the Poison King's back was suddenly opened, and a plume of black aura shot out abruptly.

As the black aura sprouted, a buzzing sound started to ring out persistently.

"Master, be careful!" Duorou urgently warned Ding Fan at this moment.

Ding Fan nodded, his Divine Sense not daring to stray from the Poison King even for a moment.

After the continuous buzzing sounds, rows of Poisonous Mosquitoes the size of rice grains came out in swathes. The incessant buzzing sounded like it came from hell, utterly dreadful.

Even Ding Fan, who had seen much of the world, now had a grave expression on his face.

Just by listening to the sound, there had to be at least tens of thousands of those Poisonous Mosquitoes.

Whiz, whiz, whiz... And at the same time, the grass around them rustled, and Green Snakes began to surface, encircling Ding Fan, Duorou, and Zizi, the three beings.

"The prelude of the Grim Reaper, Myriad Poison Array..." The Poison King wielded his White Bone Whip, his eyes blood-red, making him appear quite similar to the Grim Reaper. "These Poisonous Mosquitoes are my carefully reared pets. Just one bite from these little creatures, and within one minute, you'll assuredly drop dead!"

Ding Fan glanced at the Poisonous Mosquitoes. These little creatures, about the size of a grain of rice, were difficult to avoid completely for many people.

"Zizi... Be extra cautious," Ding Fan then warned the transformed Zizi.

Although the situation was dire, Ding Fan still wanted Zizi and Duorou to undergo trial by fire and grow through actual combat.

As for Duorou, being a highly toxic entity by nature, these Poisonous Mosquitoes and snakes were nothing but child's play to it.

Roar... Zizi let out a furious roar. Its eyes were like those of a ferocious demon.

"I'll give you one last chance, hand over the Spiritual Pet... sever your own arms, and I will let you live," the Poison King said from on high, like a Demon Lord looming over.

"I'm here today to capture you..." Ding Fan stated plainly.

Ding Fan's words made it clear to the Poison King: he had come to take him away.

"Good, then let me show you what the prelude to death taste like." As the Poison King spoke, he once again lashed out with the White Bone Whip in his right hand!

After the crisp sound, the Poisonous Mosquitoes went crazy and charged directly at Ding Fan.

And at that moment, a red figure directly met them head-on.

That figure was, of course, Zizi's.

With a breath, Zizi spewed out a mass of Nine Luminaries Fire.

The Nine Luminaries Fire was also a Wonderous Fire from heaven and earth. Though not as strong as the Heavenly Flame, it was still formidable.

Those pets of the Poison King, typically unafraid of ordinary fire, were nothing in front of the Nine Luminaries Fire.

Only a fireball was necessary for a large swarm of Poisonous Mosquitoes to be reduced to ashes.

"How... how is this possible..." The Poison King, watching this, felt pangs of heartache.

You should know, these Poisonous Mosquitoes were raised with a lot of resources by him, and it was these little creatures that allowed an Earth Level Peak Poison King to contend with a Heavenly Level Martial Artist's Magical Treasure.

Such treasured creatures were incinerated in swathes by Zizi, and the Poison King felt a heartache as if on the brink of death.

Zizi jumped back and forth, and in no time, that swarm of Poisonous Mosquitoes had all but disappeared.

The Poisonous Mosquitoes were being slaughtered by Zizi, while the Green Snakes also met with a bad end.

Don't be fooled by Duorou's clumsy appearance; when moving, it was incredibly agile. On the ground, one could only see streaks of light and shadow but not Duorou's form.

Under Duorou's swift movements, the Green Snakes withered away, obviously having their flesh and blood sucked clean by Duorou in an instant...

The Poison King, now frantic, cracked his whip and called for an urgent retreat of the Green Snakes and Poisonous Mosquitoes.

The Poison King could see that if they were any slower, those poison bugs would be digested by Zizi and Duorou in a minute.

The insects retreated as the Poison King ordered, at the crack of the whip, they all retreated rapidly.

Meanwhile, looking at Zizi, it returned to Ding Fan's side with an air of dissatisfaction, and turning to Duorou, the Poison King nearly died on the spot from anger.

Clearly, Duorou had absorbed a lot of the Green Snakes' flesh and blood; it sat on Ding Fan's shoulders, its belly swollen, relentlessly belching with satisfaction.

The Poison King's expression was extremely vile at this moment.

This was not a battle against an enemy; this was essentially feeding Ding Fan's spiritual beasts.

"Today, you must die!" The Poison King's face was gloomy, and his tone was as grave as it could be.

"You two go back, I'll handle the rest." Ding Fan outright ignored the Poison King's words, speaking to Zizi and Duorou.

"Alas… this is so boring. All thunder and no rain. You were shouting so joyfully before, and now the fight hasn't even gone on for a while and it's over…" Zizi said, clearly displeased.

Zizi also patted his belly. "I haven't eaten my fill… Poison King, you're really too weak."

The two Spiritual Pets teased the Poison King a bit and then returned to the Small World; after all, they still had to listen to Ding Fan's words.

"Boy, I underestimated you. There are no more than five people who can break my prelude to death, yet you are one of them. For that alone, I can grant you a more miserable death." A murderous intent filled the Poison King's bloodshot eyes.

Ding Fan looked indifferently at the Poison King opposite him. "I advise you to surrender. You are no match for me."

The Poison King had only Peak Earth Level cultivation, but what made even Heavenly Level Martial Artists wary of him was the poison the Poison King used.

Right now, the Poison King's poison was completely ineffective against Ding Fan. If Ding Fan were to clash head-on with the Poison King using his cultivation, the latter wouldn't stand a chance.

Upon hearing Ding Fan's words, it was as if the Poison King had heard the funniest joke in the world. "You're arrogant, boy. I want to see if you can remain so arrogant!"

As the Poison King spoke, his figure abruptly swayed, and his White Bone Whip lashed towards Ding Fan.

The whip the Poison King lashed out with was powerful; before the whip arrived, its force had already swept across.

At that moment, the Poison King also unleashed his True Qi. Being ridiculed by Ding Fan, he was, after all, a person of Grandmaster Level status. Coupled with the loss of his poisonous insects earlier, the Poison King truly wished he could slay Ding Fan immediately.

The whip was about to strike Ding Fan's face in an instant.

However, at that moment, still as ever. The Poison King's eyes brightened for if this whip hit, Ding Fan's head would surely be whisked away by his blow.

This whip of the Poison King was powerful enough to split mountains and shatter steles, let alone snap a man's head. In the Poison King's view, Ding Fan was still unresponsive by now, so he must be unable to dodge.

Just when the Poison King was sure his whip would hit Ding Fan, the whip swung through empty air; Ding Fan, who was originally in front of him, suddenly vanished as if into thin air without a trace…

How is this possible…

The Poison King's eyes widened in shock.

Although the Poison King had seen well-travelled individuals with impressive abilities, he genuinely did not understand how Ding Fan did it.

Could it be that there truly was Instantaneous Movement in this world?

And while the Poison King was lost in his wild thoughts, Ding Fan had already made his move.

Whoosh… A Wind Blade directly slashed towards him.

The Poison King could feel the Wind Blade slicing towards him from behind. First startled—after all, Ding Fan had clearly been in front of him a moment ago—how could he have gotten behind so quickly…

But after the shock, the Poison King became afraid.

Now, although the Poison King could sense the Wind Blade that Ding Fan had sent from behind, he had absolutely no chance to dodge it.

The Poison King's right hand, which had been wielding the White Bone Whip, was directly severed by the Wind Blade.

"Ah…" The Poison King let out a wretched cry, and then he fell to his knees on the ground…

In an instant, the once radiant, evilly charming Poison King had once again transformed into a withered old man.

And right after the Poison King's right arm was severed, Ding Fan was already standing in front of him.

Despite his reluctance, the Poison King had to admit defeat with the situation having reached this point.

Men like the Poison King still knew how to read the room.

A Peak Earth Level Martial Artist unable to withstand a single move in front of Ding Fan, what more could he do moving forward? To continue fighting would only result in the loss of his own life.

The Poison King was a smart man. He understood the saying, "As long as the green hills are there, one need not worry about firewood." He held that wisdom.

If it had not been for the Poison King's poisonous insects offering some resistance earlier, he would probably have been dealt with by Ding Fan much sooner.

"Had you known this would happen, why did you begin in the first place…" Ding Fan said indifferently. "Come with me..." Get full chapters from 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕·𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎·𝚗𝚎𝚝

At this moment, beside a path leading from Haijiao Jungle to Zhangzhou.

Several people were hiding behind a large rock, with the person leading them being none other than Wang Gang.

"Deputy Team Leader Wang, Ding Fan going to catch the Poison King, he's certainly got no chance of survival. Thirty years ago, teams three, five, six, and seven deployed a full team of people and failed to catch the Poison King. Thirty years later, the Poison King must be even more formidable. How could Ding Fan possibly survive..." Xiao Liu said to Wang Gang as he stood beside him.

Upon hearing this, Wang Gang's mouth curved slightly. "Isn't everything afraid of the unexpected? Ding Fan has also learned some things he shouldn't know. I must see him die with my own eyes to be at ease."

"Deputy Team Leader Wang, your thoughts are meticulous. I admire you…"

Just as Xiao Liu hadn't finished speaking, a dagger thrust directly into his heart.

"Deputy Team Leader Wang… you…" Xiao Liu looked at Wang Gang with disbelief.

"You're a witness too, so you must die…" Wang Gang said with a cruel smile.