Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor-Chapter 168: Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor []

"Let's go, we'll break out together." Stepping out of the cave, Qian Renxue's face was as cold as ice, completely devoid of her usual elegance. Watching this, Chen Ming shook his head, stepped forward, and gently touched Qian Renxue's hair.

Dry.

"What are you doing?" Qian Renxue asked in confusion. She didn't dodge Chen Ming's hand, allowing him to stroke her hair.

"Did you not apply it to your hair?"

"..." Qian Renxue was silent for a moment, then nodded. She looked at Chen Ming. "Do you still have that potion?"

"No, it's all used up."

"There was so little of it? Not even enough for me alone."

"That's within my expectations. That bottle of potion was only enough for me to use four or five times." Chen Ming fell silent. Based on his calculations, the potion should have been sufficient for Qian Renxue, yet it seemed she had left parts of her hair untouched.

Qian Renxue reflected on how she had overused the potion in more concealed areas. She too was at a loss for words.

Finally, it was Chen Ming who broke the awkward silence.

"Don't move. Bear with it for a moment."

"Alright." Qian Renxue responded calmly, assuming Chen Ming was about to use some clever technique. What she didn't expect was a sudden chill on her scalp. Along with a faint wave of soul power, her head began to feel icy cold.

Instinctively, she stepped back and reached up to touch her head. Her hand met icy shards. When she pressed a little harder, the ice on her head shattered, leaving her scalp smooth.

Without even looking, Qian Renxue realized—she was bald.

What a damned decisive solution.

Even in her current darkened state, Qian Renxue couldn't help but complain internally when she saw Chen Ming's straightforward approach. Despite their precarious situation, being hunted down, she still found it hard to adapt to suddenly becoming bald.

"Alright, let's go."

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Taking a step back, Chen Ming circled Qian Renxue twice to confirm everything was fine. He then opened his arms toward her, signaling for her to come closer.

Qian Renxue tilted her head in confusion.

"A hug? Now?"

"What I mean is, you're too slow. I'll carry you." If not for potential complications, Chen Ming would have simply slung Qian Renxue over his shoulder like a sack and bolted.

If it weren't for the near-total loss of resistance when placed in his magical storage pouch—and the risk of her dying if the pouch was destroyed—Chen Ming might have already stuffed her inside to carry her more easily.

Though puzzled, Qian Renxue accepted the situation and obediently let Chen Ming hold her in his arms.

The awkwardness of the gesture was undeniable, but neither of them cared about such trivialities at this moment. Once she was secure in his grasp, Chen Ming unleashed his full speed, charging toward the weakest point in the defensive line.

Qian Renxue was currently situated deep within the defensive line. Heading further north would lead them to the sea. Given the conflict between the Sea God and the Angel God, and past clashes between Sea God Island and Spirit Hall, the uncertainties of taking the sea route were too great. Chen Ming opted instead to break through the weakest point.

Even carrying Qian Renxue, Chen Ming was able to maintain extreme speed. His legs moved so fast they left afterimages as his soul power armor enveloped them both, making them resemble a rampaging truck. Yet, paradoxically, his movements left minimal traces, a contradiction born of unmatched agility.

Chen Ming ran for an entire day without pause. Even when confronted by sentries or patrols, he mercilessly unleashed deadly poison without hesitation. Along the way, it was a scene of carnage—anyone who stood in their way was swiftly dealt with. Using his seemingly endless soul power and vitality, he carved a massive hole through the defensive line.

But as they neared the edge of the defensive line, a sense of foreboding settled over Chen Ming. Though he had neutralized most of the tracking methods, he still felt a looming threat drawing closer.

Just as Chen Ming began to feel his connection to the world around him slowly returning, a surge of murderous intent erupted behind him. A white streak of energy shot toward his back like lightning, aiming directly at his vital points.

Even with his high-defense armor, Chen Ming felt a phantom "death" character looming above his head when the white streak appeared.

He was locked on.

"Venom Emperor Possession! Poison Cloud Technique! Poison Explosion Technique! Deathly Poison Realm! Destructive Death Ray!"

Chen Ming tossed the bewildered Qian Renxue aside and unleashed a barrage of soul techniques with reckless abandon.

Purple, green, black, red, and blue—poisons of every attribute surged from Chen Ming's body as though they cost nothing. Every soul technique he could use was unleashed in that instant.

The white lightning was torn apart by the Poison Cloud Technique and Poison Explosion Technique, then struck by the Destructive Death Ray, shattering in midair before crashing into Chen Ming's death domain.

At that moment, Chen Ming realized the white lightning wasn't a pure soul power attack but a tangible weapon crafted through martial soul and soul technique.

Though the weapon was corroded by Chen Ming's various poisons and had fallen into his Deathly Poison Realm, it continued to resist his poison. Be it high-temperature fire poison, cold poison, or corrosive venom, none of them had a significant effect on it.

"That's Aunt May... that traitor's Heaven Spider Fifth Soul Technique, Heaven Spider Arrow. She's caught up to us. Be careful!"

Qian Renxue, who had climbed to her feet, summoned her martial soul. Seeing the white object gradually corroding in the poison domain, she quickly warned Chen Ming.

Hearing her words, Chen Ming's expression grew grim. He vigilantly watched the distance, refusing to expose his back as he prepared to confront the threat.

The half-human, half-spider figure emerged swiftly from the forest behind them. Its eight massive spider legs moved with incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, the monstrous figure stopped before Chen Ming and Qian Renxue.

The creature's lower half was a massive white spider, while its upper half resembled a human woman. It looked eerily similar to spider-like beings in games and novels.

However, while the upper half was female, it was a crazed, aged woman with silver-white hair messily draped across her face. Her body and skin were covered in wrinkles so deep they seemed capable of crushing a fly.

Amidst her chaotic white hair, a pair of eyes glared at them with unrestrained madness and hatred.

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