The ugly slave grabbed Xiatian's body and ran outside. It was already dark, and Xiatian's residence wasn't close to the others, so no one noticed the ugly slave.
The ugly slave didn't leave through the door either. Instead, he leaped over the wall.
Everything was as smooth as flowing water. He had already walked this path several times just for this day.
The ugly slave was excited because he was about to help his master fulfill his dream.
This was his life's wish.
He didn't notice that a small snake had crawled into Xiatian's palm and sucked away all the poison. Then, the snake crawled back into Xiatian's clothes, but Xiatian didn't seem to wake up.
The ugly slave's body shuttled through Sky Spirit Mountain at high speed.
His destination wasn't Astral-1 or Astral-4, but somewhere deeper. However, this place seemed to be very remote. Although it was closer to the center than Astral-4, it was so remote that it seemed a little barren.
"Almost there, almost there. Master, I'm about to bring him back." The ugly slave was extremely excited.
There were weeds everywhere, some of which were as tall as a person. They were very sharp, and if a normal person were to run through them, they would definitely be injured.
The ugly slave had no intention of stopping, and his footsteps became faster and faster.
About twenty to thirty minutes later.
They arrived at a dazzling hall.
This hall was more luxurious than the mansions in Astral-4. If it wasn't for the fact that it looked a little dilapidated, it would definitely look like the Sect Master's mansion.
Unfortunately, this magnificent hall was filled with weeds, and some had even formed spider webs.
"Master, I'm back," the ugly slave shouted loudly.
The ugly slave then quickly shuttled inside.
"You're finally back." The black-robed man's voice was a little hoarse and gloomy.
"Master, he's already unconscious. Can we begin?" the ugly slave asked excitedly.
"There's no rush. The Seven Star Poison still needs some time to take effect. He should be in a state of emptiness right now. He can hear us, but he can't control his body because his soul is slowly being devoured by the Seven Star Poison," the black-robed man said.
"Master, do you need me to prepare anything?" Asked the ugly slave.
"There's no need for that. I've been preparing for two hundred years. I've been preparing for this for a long time." The man in the black robe continued, "Ugly slave, I raised you, but I never told you who I am. Today, I can finally tell you who I am, because today, I can successfully take over your body. When the time comes, I will be reborn. This kid's body is not bad, not bad at all."
"Ugly slave is only a slave. I don't need to know the master's identity." Ugly slave said while kneeling on the ground.
"I'm very happy right now. I want to tell you." Then he continued, "I am the second of the Seven Sons of Heavenly Spirit. In the past, the Seven Sons of Heavenly Spirit could be said to be unhindered in the Great Wilderness. In the Great Wilderness, the seven of us were the most famous. Back then, the Yin Yang Sect was a branch of the Devil Race. We, the Righteous Dao, formed an alliance to attack the Yin Yang Sect. At that time, there were countless experts in the alliance, but the first to rush into the Yin Yang Sect's main hall was the Seven Sons of Heavenly Spirit. But we didn't expect that in the end, we would be tricked."
The black-robed man's voice trembled when he said this.
"Back then, the seven of us had studied. Whoever could rush into the main hall first would be the next Mountain Lord of the Heavenly Spirit Mountain. Although we said this, everyone knew that the Eldest Senior Brother was the strongest. He would definitely be the first to rush in. So we entered the other halls separately. Because there were treasures there, the seven of us separated. I purposely sent the other Senior Brothers away because I realized that the hall in front of me was the real treasury of the Yin Yang Sect. It was greed that made me like this." The black-robed man's voice was a little distorted. "I hated it.
The experts of the Yin Yang Sect were waiting for me in ambush. I wasn't the only one who was ambushed. Seventh Brother's life was even worse. I knew that he was going for the ancient books of the Yin Yang Sect, so he was also ambushed. Moreover, he died inside. Although I didn't die, I lived a life worse than death for the past two hundred years. I don't dare to see people because my flesh and blood has disappeared. I can't move my body and can only sit in a wheelchair. "The man under the black robe roared.
His voice was filled with endless anger.
I originally thought that I couldn't compete with Eldest Senior Brother, so I didn't fight for it. I went for the treasures. In the end, Eldest Senior Brother fought two experts of the Yin Yang Sect alone, and his right arm was chopped off. Since then, he went into seclusion. No one knows where he went. The position of Mountain Lord actually became Third Senior Brother's. If I didn't go for the treasures, I would be the current Mountain Lord. "The man under the black robe shouted angrily.
He was the legend of the previous generation of Heavenly Spirit Mountain.
The second of the Seven Sons of Heavenly Spirit Mountain.
He should have been a proud son of heaven, but now, he had become a cripple. A cripple who only had a soul. Although his hall had always been there, grass had already grown here. From this, one could see how miserable he was.
For two hundred years, he hated every day. He hated everyone.
No matter who it was, he hated them. His character had long been distorted.
However, he didn't die because he found a very mysterious technique in the Yin Yang Sect. It was the Soul Seizing Technique. This was his hope. However, the Soul Seizing Technique's requirements were very harsh. First, the opponent's body had to be strong. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to withstand the soul seizing process.
He had already tried this three times. The first three people who climbed Heavenly Spirit Mountain weren't ordinary. It was because they didn't have the time to display their perseverance before they died at the hands of the second brother of the Heavenly Spirit Mountain.
Those who could climb Heavenly Spirit Mountain didn't just have strong perseverance. How could such people not make a name for themselves?
The reason why they couldn't make a name for themselves was because they died before they could.
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