Sword Emperor

After all, it was Sun Bing who had destroyed the fruits of his painstaking plan that had taken billions of years to achieve. This was no less than a grudge against him, an irreconcilable hatred.    

Especially now that Sun Bing had stopped him from leaving, many thoughts flashed across his mind. He already had the idea of perishing together with Sun Bing.    

After barely blocking another terrifying attack, he could see his uncle's body changing into Ming Ya's.    

The cold and deathly aura spread in all directions. The trees on the mountain range in the distance started to wither.    

In the next moment, his uncle immediately circulated his inherited divine ability. A hoarse and ear-piercing cry was heard.    

"Wah... Wah..."    

It was filled with death and curses, and the sound waves continued to spread in all directions.    

Even though the people of the Qingshan Tribe had been on guard for a long time, the moment they heard these words, they circulated their powers to isolate their hearing.    

However, under the sound waves, they still felt that their faces were pale, and they were clearly much weaker than before.    

As for Sun Bing, who was being dealt with by the uncle with all his strength, the pressure he faced was countless times greater than that of ordinary cultivators.    

The sound wave swept across, and the obscure energy kept surging. Even the space was filled with illusions.    

There was the descent of the Yin Spirit of the Netherworld, and there was also the call of the Death God. Even the vast heaven and earth had turned grey at this moment.    

Even though the opponent was an uncle, the power that Ming Ya had used to report his death was still extremely terrifying.    

In the entire Ten Thousand Ancient Races, such a divine ability could be considered to be at the top.    

However, there was no fear on Sun Bing's face. There was even a hint of ridicule on his face.    

"The so-called memorial of Ming Ya is nothing more than this."    

As soon as the words left his mouth, a surge of Sword Meaning that soared to the sky instantly descended. After that, a sharp blade could be seen blooming from Sun Bing's body.    

Vaguely, there were also the images of Dragon and Qing Yun. Under the burst of numerous power, the terrifying attack that was like the underworld instantly vanished when it was about to reach Sun Bing.    

As for the uncle at this moment, he was very surprised to find out that his sure-win attack had completely failed.    

Such a scene had dealt a huge blow to him. Although the uncle's Dao Heart had not collapsed, it was still greatly affected.    

Fortunately, as an expert who had been hiding among his enemies for many years, the uncle's willpower was very firm.    

His mind was only in a trance for a moment before he immediately regained his senses. The Meaning of Dao around his body filled the air and turned into a completely new figure.    

Before Sun Bing could react, Kui's expression suddenly changed. Then, he shouted without hesitation.    

"Be careful, this is Ginkou. Although it looks ordinary, it controls the greatest poison in the world. If you are infected by this poison, even Great God Jiuli won't be able to resolve it easily."    

Not only Kui, but also many of the Heavenly Shamans present had obvious changes in their facial expressions.    

One had to know that the old men amongst them had even experienced a world-shaking battle in the past. They had a deep impression of Qin Yuan.    

At that time, countless clansmen had fallen due to being attacked by this person, and they had been poisoned to death.    

Now that the Nightmare Terror had once again appeared before them, not only were the Heavenly Witchcraft Tribe's eyes filled with boundless rage, they were also filled with fear.    

After learning about this news, Sun Bing's facial expression couldn't help but change.    

Although there was also the Ginkou Tribe in the Nine Prefectures, he didn't put them in his eyes.    

After all, the strongest in the Nine Prefectures was merely half-monarch. At that time, Ginkou could only poison and kill supreme beings.    

Looking at Ancient Clans, although he was quite powerful, it was nothing.    

However, things were different now. One had to know that the higher one's cultivation base was, the higher one's resistance to all kinds of abnormal situations.    

When one cultivated to Great Monarch's realm, it could be said that he was immune to all kinds of poison.    

Even if it was some meticulously concocted poison, it could at most cause a certain amount of damage to Great Monarch. As long as there was enough time, it could be easily recovered.    

However, this poison of Ginkou was actually able to poison and kill Great Monarch. Even existences like the Era Lord were wary of it. It wasn't an exaggeration to call it the supreme poison.    

Many thoughts flashed through his mind. Before Sun Bing could do anything, Uncle Bo had already arrived in front of him.    

This was because apart from controlling the supreme poison in the world, the Ginkou Race also possessed extreme speed.    

Only when one was fast enough would one be able to successfully poison the other party without being able to react in time.    

Under the gazes of everyone present, the poison needle of uncle had already arrived on Sun Bing's face. In the next moment, the poison needle that flickered with a cold light would descend.    

Seeing this scene with their own eyes, countless cultivators present could not help but hold their breaths and concentrate. Their eyes were filled with helplessness and pity.    

Even Kui, Kua, and many other Heavenly Shamans wished to step forward to stop it.    

Unfortunately, their speed was too slow. They could only watch helplessly as the poisonous needle descended.    

Just as everyone thought that Sun Bing was doomed, a clear and crisp sound rang out.    

Looking over, they could see that Uncle's poisonous needle could no longer advance in Sun Bing's eyes.    

This scene instantly stunned countless people. In the end, it was still Kui who woke up from a dream. As if he had thought of something, he said excitedly:    

"That's right, although the speed of the Ginkou Race is incomparably fast and they have grasped the greatest poison in the world, their greatest weakness is that their physical body is extremely weak.    

If it was a true Ginkou Race, they would often use their secret techniques to hypnotize their poison needles and turn them into treasures when they were born.    

However, they are from the Ghost Face Clan. Although their transformed bodies are exactly the same and they are able to grasp the corresponding divine abilities, they are still lacking in some ways."    

As for the uncle on the other side, he was somewhat flustered and exasperated. It wasn't as if he hadn't been discovered for a long period of time.    

For example, the leader of the Green Mountain Tribe had deduced his approximate identity through many clues.    

At that time, he hadn't even used the clone of Ginkou, and had only relied on Ming Ya's report to kill him.    

If there was an expert who could withstand the news of Ming Ya's death, he would instantly die in front of the poison needle of Ginkou's clone.    

It could be said that in the endless years that had passed, his uncle had never encountered an expert who could take on two of his trump cards.    

However, he had never imagined that he would encounter such a formidable opponent that he had never encountered in countless years.    

Although he was quite shocked, the uncle did not dare to delay his movements because he still had other trump cards.    

The obscure fluctuations around his body circulated and transformed into a completely new figure once again.    

At this moment, Sun Bing could even recognize the transformed figure. It was the Tao Tieie who had mastered the Great Dao of Devour.    

Great Monarch's grade of Tao Tie possessed the strength of the Heaven Devouring Power. This was absolutely not an empty talk. In the entire Buzhou Mountain, he could be considered as one of the top experts.    

And the Great Dao of Devour that Tao Tie had mastered was the uncle's final trump card.