System Possession, One Sword Shocks the Gods

Along with the words, five figures slowly walked out. Leading them was a pale-faced young man with sunken eyes holding a Snake-Headed Cane. His aura was cold and mixed, shockingly at the Eighth Layer Earth Fiend Realm! The four elders following him had even deeper auras; two of them had reached the Ninth Layer Earth Fiend Realm, and the other two were at the Peak of the Eighth Layer Earth Fiend Realm!

The poison technique fluctuations emanating from them were several times more refined and powerful than the Witch Poison Sect Disciples they had encountered before, indicating they held extremely high positions in the sect.

The young man’s gaze first swept greedily over Su Miaojin’s slender figure and pretty face, and then he stared fixedly at Ye Chen, especially at the faint grey airflow around him, his eyes filled with heat and possessiveness.

“To be able to stroll so leisurely in the depths of this Poison Dragon Swamp and even form a Domain to resist all poisons... you must have a supreme poison-warding treasure on you!” The young man licked his lips, his voice carrying a hint of distorted excitement. “This Young Lord happens to need such an item to help me completely refine the ’Ten Thousand Poison Golden Core’! Kid, hand over the treasure and then kill yourself; this Young Lord can give you a quick death and leave your corpse intact.”

A thin, withered elder at the Ninth Layer Earth Fiend Realm beside him took a step forward, his cold gaze locking onto Ye Chen as he said raspily, “Kid, to have the Young Sect Master of my Witch Poison Sect personally take action is your honor. Be sensible, lest you suffer.”

Su Miaojin’s face instantly turned as pale as paper, and she lost her voice, saying, “The Young Sect Master of the Witch Poison Sect, Wu Huan! And the Left and Right Poison Envoys!” She hadn’t expected that for the nine-orifice immortal lotus, the Witch Poison Sect would even send out the Young Sect Master and the top Left and Right Poison Envoys of the sect!

Ye Chen’s gaze calmly swept over the five opponents. This lineup was indeed powerful. Two Ninth Layer Earth Fiends, two Peak Eighth Layer Earth Fiends, plus an Eighth Layer Earth Fiend Young Sect Master; they were far stronger than any enemy he had encountered before.

He slowly shielded Su Miaojin behind him, and the guixu sword in his hand let out a low, soft hum as Chaos Qi slowly gathered on the blade.

“The treasure is on me.” Ye Chen looked at the Young Sect Master named Wu Huan, his lips curling into a cold arc. “If you have the ability, come and take it yourself.”