Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1576 - 362: Blood Devouring Poison and Heaven and Earth Transposition_2

While they conversed, the group swiftly scattered, commencing their pursuit of Chen Jiusi through the woods.

...

"Oh~"

In the heart of the woods, Chen Jie coughed up a stream of tainted blood, leaving dark stains upon the soil.

Right now, Chen Jie was etched with crimson streaks across his form, as if on the brink of shattering. Bulging veins throbbed on his brow, lending him an eerie visage.

Staggering forward, his gaze drowned in scarlet, Chen Jie perceived the entire surroundings bathed in red.

Ah~

Gripping his skull, Chen Jie sensed his mind teetering on the edge of rupture; his state was utterly dire.

In that instant, Chen Jie drew in a sharp breath, eager to press onward. It felt like pursuers were closing in, yet the Blood Devouring Poison relentlessly gnawed at his frame, plunging him into excruciating torment.

Ah~

Visibility had become a struggle for Chen Jie, with sight as his sole guide. He strained to keep his eyelids apart, but the crimson haze obscured the route before him.

Splish splash...

Chen Jie glimpsed what appeared to be a narrow stream nearby, though details blurred ahead. With little choice, he attuned his ears to the water's flow to gauge its position.

He lurched unsteadily in that direction.

Splish splash...

He reached the water's edge at last, focusing on the rushing sounds, when abruptly his chest tightened, his senses reeled, and the next instant saw him collapse backward onto the earth with a heavy thump.

"Cough cough..."

Coughs wracked Chen Jie's body fiercely.

Tap tap tap...

Suddenly, the patter of approaching feet reached Chen Jie, sending a shock through his core. He mustered his remaining vigor for a concealed palm assault, his final resort, aware that unleashing it would leave him unable to contain his wounds any longer.

This could spark unforeseen perils, yet Chen Jie refused to surrender tamely to fate; he'd sooner endure grave harm than fall into enemy hands and face execution.

Tap tap...

The footfalls halted before Chen Jie, succeeded by an exclamation of alarm: "How can he be hurt this badly?"

The voice struck Chen Jie with familiarity, leaving him momentarily frozen.

Though vision remained hazy, he faintly discerned a feminine outline. In a flash, Chen Jie released the energy coiled for his last-ditch strike, redirecting his Gang Qi toward the Tan Zhong Acupoint to counter the vicious Blood Devouring Power.

As the Blood Devouring force surged, Chen Jie knitted his brows in concern, understanding that while his Life Force could hold back the Blood Devouring Power, it failed to eradicate it entirely.

The Blood Devouring Power now rampaged through the vessels of his mind.

Chen Jie detected his cerebral arteries straining toward breakage. Hastily, he deployed his Life Force to purge the mind's conduits, but exhaustion overwhelmed him.

In that very moment, vertigo claimed him, and darkness descended.

Just before oblivion, he caught sight of a lovely maiden easing down beside him, her features stirring a vague memory of prior encounter.

As the notion flickered, the Blood Devouring Poison flared anew within Chen Jie, dragging him into total unconsciousness.

The lovely maiden regarded Chen Jiusi, her brows creasing as she clasped Chen Jie’s wrist.

"Ah? The Tang Sect’s Blood Devouring Poison!"

Shock coursed through the maiden as she recognized the Tang Sect’s Three Devourings as core techniques. Moon Devouring aligned with the Dragon Realm, boasting an 80% fatality rate. It demanded Dragon Realm Cultivation to master, and each deployment imposed severe strain on the Dantian.

Hence, it avoided routine application, lest it cause skill regression and lifelong disability.

Following was this Blood Devouring, a formidable art; mastery required the Molten Furnace Realm. Its activation wounded the practitioner foremost—self-harm preceding harm to foes.

Most fearsome stood the Tang Sect’s paramount Pill Devour, necessitating Melt God Realm for cultivation and serving as the supreme forbidden technique.

Upon mastery, it permitted a single lifetime use, tethered to the practitioner's very existence.

Given Pill Devour’s immense potency, its discharge inflicted primary devastation on adversaries, yet lingering essence rebounded upon the user.

The practitioner, post-Pill Devour, would languish in frailty, unable to withstand the recoil, perishing alongside the foe.

Consequently, Pill Devour remained taboo within the Tang Sect, reserved solely for mutual destruction against enemies.

"Trouble."

The maiden probed Chen Jie’s pulse with focus, her expression somber. She possessed remedies for common wounds but none against the Blood Devouring Poison.

Nevertheless, scanning the area, she resolved to relocate Chen Jie to a more secure haven.

...

"Ah~"

Chen Jie seized his throbbing head, pounding as if from a sham inebriation of old, poised for detonation.

Gradually, his lids parted, revealing cleared vision; he lay within a dilapidated shrine, propped on a makeshift panel door.

"Why am I here?"

Chen Jie strove to rise, but upon half-sitting, weakness suffused his limbs, rendering hands and feet useless, as if his Gang Qi had entirely drained away.