Fantasy: I, Who Can View The Script Of My Life, Can Be Arbitrary Forever

"Xiao Huo is gone, and the show begins."

Zhang Fan stood up and said, "Brother Zhang, you were right. These people are all trapped in a formation right now, just as you said, Fang Yuan has come out."

"This person is so cunning. He waited for the major forces to exhaust their strength before making a move. Is he trying to eliminate everyone?"

Xiao Huo couldn't help but admire Zhang Fan. He actually guessed it right.

"Let's go and see."

Zhang Fan leaped forward, and Xiao Huo quickly followed.

They arrived at the mountaintop, where all those who came to compete for the Immortal Grass were gathered at the edge of a cliff. The flat ground by the cliff was enveloped by a large formation.

"Who are you? We have no grudges with you. We came here openly to compete for the Immortal Grass. What kind of skill is it to trap us with a poisonous formation?"

A middle-aged cultivator cursed angrily.

"This person is too cunning. He actually waited for the three major sects to exhaust their strength before making a move. This formation is unbreakable and filled with poison. I am completely weakened now and can't break through this formation!"

A group of cultivators were trapped in the formation, becoming fish under Fang Yuan's knife.

"Hehe, I'm not here to snatch the Immortal Grass. You are my prey."

Under his hat, Fang Yuan smirked.

He casually dealt with a disciple outside the formation and threw him into the formation. Blood diffused within the formation, making the poison even stronger.

Zhang Fan was already hiding nearby, observing. Poison techniques were indeed a transcendent method. When used well, even so many powerful individuals fell under Fang Yuan's hands.

Only a few insignificant independent cultivators managed to escape, but Fang Yuan easily dealt with the slow ones and threw them into the formation.

"What do you mean by 'prey'?"

"Is he trying to kill us?"

The people inside the formation panicked upon hearing Fang Yuan's words. They were truly terrified being trapped in the formation. Some of them were elders and sect masters who hadn't faced such a threat in a long time.

Talking to Fang Yuan now was just an attempt to maintain their composure.

Fang Yuan didn't answer, he just looked at the scene, feeling like someone was missing.

In his memory, he remembered Zhang Fan's appearance. He was naturally suspicious and didn't understand why Zhang Fan wasn't inside.

Perhaps he left earlier?

Now that the formation was activated, he couldn't worry too much. Even if that kid wasn't inside the formation, he wouldn't dare to come out and interfere.

Fang Yuan raised both hands, and a continuous flow of spiritual energy spewed out. He held a formation plate, continuously infusing spiritual energy into it, making the poison formation more powerful.

This formation plate was a treasure he obtained after killing a formation master. It could release trapped formations. After several modifications, it became a poison formation with even greater power.

Even an ordinary Cave Mansion Realm expert could accidentally be trapped and killed by him, let alone these elders and sect masters from small sects who were only at the Sea Gazing Realm.

There were one or two experts at the Cave Mansion Realm, but they were like turtles in a jar due to exhaustion.

As the poison gas and the power of the formation increased, the people inside the formation cried out in pain. Some individual cultivators even knelt down and begged for mercy, offering all their treasures in exchange for their lives.

But Fang Yuan didn't want their treasures and ignored them. Moreover, he killed these people himself, so the treasures on their bodies were his.

No wonder an ordinary protagonist like him could reach the Sea Gazing Realm at the age of twenty.

According to Zhang Fan, in Fang Yuan's life script, he was just an ordinary and unremarkable person with no outstanding talent. It was his cunning and decisiveness that made him the Poison Emperor in the future.

"Even if he accumulated through pill refinement, he could still rise quickly."

Zhang Fan also admired him a bit. He relied on his own strength to snatch opportunities.

However, he wouldn't show any mercy to Fang Yuan's subordinates.

As the formation gradually grew stronger, a smile appeared on Fang Yuan's lips. He took out a vial and countless tiny poisonous insects crawled out of it, making their way into the formation.

"What is this... Ah!"

Someone met an unfortunate fate and had the poisonous insects crawl into their body.

In just a moment, blood flowed from their five orifices, their forehead turned black, and then they unexpectedly stood up in a daze and bit the people nearby.

"What is he doing, stop him!"

"I am your father, what are you doing, stop!"

The crowd descended into chaos. This area of the formation became a place of joy for the poisonous insects and a bloody battlefield.

However, in the midst of this, countless people unleashed their potential at the cost of their lives, bombarding the formation. Fang Yuan had no choice but to go all out to maintain the formation.

As a Sea Gazing Realm cultivator, even with a magical formation plate in hand, it was difficult for him to maintain the formation. He was even sweating profusely.

"It's time to take action."

When the time was right, Zhang Fan called out and decisively made his move.

Fang Yuan had killed countless people, and his strength was undoubtedly unfathomable. He was still injured and unable to unleash his peak state, making this the best opportunity.

"Buzz!"

A sword hummed, an ancient sword pierced through the air and arrived in front of Fang Yuan, unleashing an unparalleled sword momentum.

Fang Yuan's pupils contracted, and he quickly retreated, but he was still cut on the chest due to the surprise attack.

"Who is it?"

He covered his chest, feeling as if countless tiny blades were cutting his skin from within, accompanied by a scorching flame. His eyes suddenly widened, and he saw Zhang Fan.

"It's you! You actually didn't leave!"

He recognized Zhang Fan. Not long ago, he had wondered why that person hadn't appeared, but he had dismissed the thought. He didn't expect to be careless, and his worries had come true.

In the future, he would have to be even more careful and cautious.

Zhang Fan didn't say much. Taking advantage of Fang Yuan's injuries and inability to use any poison techniques, he directly attacked, his methods as fast as lightning. A blood-red sword flower bloomed in his hand.

Boom!

The Strange Fire burned, distorting the air and emitting a trembling lament.

Zhang Fan didn't let his guard down because it seemed like he hadn't succeeded.

Sure enough, in the next moment, countless poisonous insects emerged from the smoke and dust covered by the flames, rushing towards Zhang Fan. He quickly retreated.

Xiao Huo also stepped forward at this moment, swiftly slashing the poisonous insects with his long sword.

The poisonous insects fell to the ground, but the splashed poisonous liquid corroded Xiao Huo's flesh and blood.

Xiao Huo's expression changed, and he promptly removed the rotten flesh, stopping the venom from further erosion.

"Thousand Poison Palm."

Just then, another figure burst out from among the poisonous insects and struck Zhang Fan's chest with a palm. Zhang Fan didn't dare to be careless and protected his hand with True Qi, receiving the palm strike.

But unexpectedly, the True Qi was instantly infected by the poison gas, and he quickly dispelled it.

"Using poison is indeed extraordinary, especially when it's the protagonist, it becomes even more fierce."

Zhang Fan's brow furrowed, and both of his hands gathered flames. The Heavenly Lotus Sword Fire soared in his hands, its Sword Intent and flames dazzling, shocking all who saw it from afar.

Fang Yuan also took several steps back, intending to use his techniques, but he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His strength was not weak, but not just anyone could withstand Zhang Fan's palm strike. Coupled with the injuries inflicted by the ancient sword and the burning of the Strange Fire earlier, he was currently tattered and injured.

"Wait, we can talk!"

Seeing the flames in Zhang Fan's hands, Fang Yuan didn't dare to continue fighting and immediately spoke up.