Just as Bai Yaoyao had guessed, everything was indeed a performance directed and acted by Mo Fan himself.
The so-called poisoning was nothing more than deliberate pretence on his part.
In truth, from the very first clash with the Eight-Eyed King, when the concealed octopus had sent him flying with a tentacle before he could raise his dragon-aura protection, the Eight-Eyed King had injected his venom into Mo Fan’s body.
In reality, the moment that venom entered him, it was immediately fused and neutralised by the Life-Death Poison within Mo Fan. All the while, however, he had been quietly analysing it.
He eventually discovered that the Eight-Eyed King’s toxin was extraordinary. It was a type he had never possessed before, and after absorbing it, it actually promoted the evolution of his Life-Death Sword!
Thus Mo Fan staged this entire drama, pretending to be poisoned.
At first he worried that Granny Sparrow might ruin his plan, but she was held back by Old Ancestor Black Horn, which relieved him considerably.
Soon, however, he began to fear that Old Ancestor Bai Lu might interfere.
Yet even after waiting a long time, Bai Lu never moved.
“That damned old bastard, truly devious. He’s definitely trying to force me to use the Water-Moon Spiritual Realm!”
After a brief thought, Mo Fan saw straight through Old Ancestor Bai Lu’s motive and silently cursed him.
Still, his screams were not entirely fake. They genuinely hurt.
To make the Eight-Eyed King cooperate obediently, Mo Fan had allowed countless thin needles to pierce his body. It would be a lie to say it was painless.
By now his body really had been turned into a sieve, but with his regeneration divine ability he felt no fear.
A little pain was nothing. If he could use this chance to evolve the Life-Death Sword, it would be well worth it!
Although Mo Fan possessed many demon weapons, the only treasure truly refined from his own body was the Life-Death Sword. Therefore he placed extremely high hopes on it.
Lately the poison of the Life-Death Sword had begun to lag behind his combat needs, so raising it to a new level had become an urgent priority.
And so, like a sponge, he frantically absorbed every drop of venom that entered him. All of it turned into energy that fused into the Life-Death Sword!
Consequently his screams continued, which made the Eight-Eyed King’s expression grow uglier by the moment.
“Damn it, why isn’t this fellow dead yet?”
“Could it be the poison still isn’t enough?”
The Eight-Eyed King frowned, then steeled his heart and recklessly poured even more venom from his body into Mo Fan.
“Brat, you have only yourself to blame!”
“This king originally planned to take you alive, but a corpse should be acceptable to the young master as well!”
The Eight-Eyed King was now determined to kill Mo Fan and seize whatever treasures he carried.
One side poured out poison, the other absorbed it.
Very soon, the time it takes one incense stick to burn passed quietly.
Up in the sky, Old Ancestor Black Horn’s face became extremely unsightly. Unable to hold back, he roared angrily at the Eight-Eyed King, “Eight-Eyes, what the hell are you doing? Why hasn’t that toad demon died after all this time?”
“Old Ancestor Black Horn, I’m just as frustrated! This brat is clearly deeply poisoned, yet he still hasn’t died completely!”
“But don’t worry, Old Ancestor. I can feel his aura growing weaker and weaker. He won’t last much longer!”
“Today this king will inject every last drop of venom in my body if that’s what it takes to erase him!”
The Eight-Eyed King spoke gravely, and the flood of poison suddenly became even more frenzied.
Thus another several hours slipped by…
“Ah…”
Mo Fan’s screams continued, and they actually grew louder and more vigorous. In stark contrast, the Eight-Eyed King’s skin had become wrinkled all over, and his entire body had visibly shrunk by a full size.
If he were in his spirit form right now, some demons would certainly notice that his complexion had turned dark as ditchwater.
“Ah… hm?”
Mo Fan had been screaming miserably when he suddenly stopped very abruptly. Then, with obvious irritation, he asked, “Eight-Eyed King, why did you stop? Are you finished already? Can’t you keep going?”
“You bastard, what kind of freak are you? This king has clearly pumped every bit of venom in my body into you. How are you still so full of life?!”
The Eight-Eyed King flew into a rage, yet his voice already carried a trace of weakness.
The loss of all his venom was an enormous drain and burden on him.
“What? That’s all you’ve got? Already empty?”
“Truly useless!”
“In that case, you no longer have any reason to keep living!”
Upon hearing this, Mo Fan also became furious. His words instantly filled the Eight-Eyed King with a strong sense of impending doom.
The next instant, he felt a black sword pierce effortlessly through his tentacles. Then the sword completely vanished, as though it had dissolved.
In the following moment, the originally deep-blue gigantic octopus turned pitch black at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wisps of rotting aura rose from his entire body.
“Argh—!”
“What have you done to this king?!”
The Eight-Eyed King was both shocked and enraged. His demon core blazed brightly, yet he could not suppress the terrifying poison at all. What frightened him even more was that the vast life force within him was actually collapsing before this horrifying toxin…
“Nothing much. I merely performed the same experiment on you that you just performed on me!”
“I must say, I’m rather satisfied with the result!”
Mo Fan grinned. With a surge of demonic power, all the tentacles wrapped around him exploded into pieces.
Tentacles that had been as tough as refined iron decayed like tofu before the Life-Death Poison.
Mo Fan broke free. Looking at the panicked Eight-Eyed King, he smiled faintly and said, “Actually, this king should thank you for the gift of octopus venom. Otherwise, who knows when my natal demon weapon would have advanced into a genuine treasure!”
“To show my gratitude for your present, how about this king turns you into a grand octopus feast?”
With those words, Mo Fan opened his mouth and inhaled fiercely!
Divine Ability: Heaven-Devouring!
“Old Ancestor, save me!!”
The Eight-Eyed King let out a terrified cry for help.
Old Ancestor Black Horn’s expression changed dramatically and he moved to intervene, only to be blocked by a beaming Granny Sparrow.
“What’s wrong? Can’t the demons of your Dragon King Sea accept loss either?”
“…”
And so, beneath the gaze of all the assembled demons, the Eight-Eyed King was swallowed alive by Mo Fan!
“Burp…”
After swallowing him, Mo Fan even let out a deliberate burp to cover up his Heaven-Devouring divine ability.
The deeply poisoned Eight-Eyed King, upon entering Mo Fan’s inner space, was broken down almost instantly. He could not muster even the slightest resistance!
Soon, a vast surge of feedback energy flooded into Mo Fan’s body, causing his cultivation to rise dramatically in one leap!
“I can feel the barrier to the next stage… The demonic power of a peak demon king really is formidable!”
“If I can swallow just one more peak demon king, I might break through to mid demon-king realm!”
Mo Fan’s eyes brightened. He opened his mouth and spat out a black sword pellet.
The next instant, that black pellet transformed into a three-foot longsword!
Mo Fan gazed at the Life-Death Sword in his hand, his eyes growing ever brighter.
The current Life-Death Sword was vastly different from its original form. Even without demonic power urging it, it emitted a faint treasure glow while wisps of poisonous mist flowed across its surface, making it appear utterly terrifying.
Earlier, in order to help the Life-Death Sword evolve, Mo Fan had first used a special method to refine it into his true natal demon weapon. Then he absorbed the octopus venom completely. As he had hoped, it successfully transformed.
Now the Life-Death Sword had become a mid-grade treasure condensed from boundless venom!
As for the blade itself, it was formed from poison crystals created by that endless toxin. It was probably unique across the entire Nine Provinces Continent, a truly extraordinary supreme treasure.
“Now you finally deserve the name ‘Life-Death’!”
Mo Fan murmured, his gaze shining ever more brilliantly!
