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Chapter 438

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Only then did the two elders stop berating them. In truth, in Zhangsun Shan's group's eyes, being kicked out of the Poison Sect was a complete loss. Their expressions were also filled with unwillingness. However, this was the decision of the two sect elders, so they could only comply. Not to mention, these two elders were highly respected existences in their clans.

The Third Elder fiercely glanced at them. From their subtle expressions, he could see that they were not convinced. He could not help but coldly snort and say, "Still not convinced, right? Do you think the punishment hall's punishment is nothing? Do you think you can stay in the Poison Sect after enduring the punishment? Do you think Xiao Yang is easy to deal with? "

He was practically roaring.

"Good, good, good. Now I'll take you to see the punishment hall."

In order to make them give up, Third Elder and Second Elder unleashed the power of their cultivation bases to sweep them away from the area.

When they reappeared, they were at a cold pond in the back mountains of the sect. The temperature here was very low and the surroundings were frozen.

As cultivators, they weren't too afraid of the cold. As long as they circulated their cultivation bases, it was fine. However, when Changsun Shan, Zhou Shanlin, and Zhou Shancai circulated their cultivation bases, they found that it was even colder. Their bodies were trembling from the cold and their teeth were chattering. Their eyebrows and hair were about to freeze.

"This place, it's, it's so, so cold."

"E-Elders, what are we doing here?"

Changsun Shan, Zhou Shanlin, and the others were shivering from the cold. They couldn't even speak clearly, as if they were tongue-tied.

Third Elder snorted. "This is the first punishment of the punishment hall, and it's the most basic one. You'll have to stay here for forty-nine days. Think about it, can you survive here?"

The faces of Zhangsun Shan, Zhou Shanlin, and the others instantly turned pale. Heavens, this is too harsh.

They had only been here for less than ten breaths of time, and they were already on the verge of collapsing. If they were to stay here for forty-nine days, wouldn't even their souls be frozen? No, no, no, they didn't want to endure this damned and inhumane punishment.

This time, they were completely panicking. Their hearts were filled with terror. They realized that the two elders really were protecting them, not letting them throw away their lives.

"Thank, thank you, Elder, for saving my life."

Zhangsun Shan, Zhou Shancai, Zhou Shanlin, and the others trembled as they expressed their gratitude to the two elders.

The Second Elder's serious face eased a little. He coldly snorted and said, "This is only the first test. There are still the Fiery Poison Test, the Thunder Test, and other brutal and violent punishment tests. Even if you double the number, you'll still be courting death. Alright, all of you, scram. "

The two elders saw that they had given up and used their cultivation to send them to the foot of the mountain, allowing them to return on their own.

At the foot of the mountain, Changsun Shan, Zhou Shanlin, Zhou Shancai, and the others couldn't help but sigh. They'd thought that they'd be able to eat and drink well once they entered the Poison Sect. Who would've thought that Xiao Yang would appear out of nowhere and cause them to fall into such a miserable state?

They couldn't accept it. However, what else could they do? Once they returned to their clans, they might even be scolded and reprimanded by their clans. Thinking of this, they weren't too willing to return to their clans. Instead, they dawdled and slowly made their way back.

Along the way, a person was waiting for them. This person's body was completely shrouded in a black fog. His face couldn't be seen clearly, but his temperament was cold and vicious.

He stood in the middle of the road, blocking the path of Changsun Shan, Zhou Shanlin, Zhou Shancai, and the others. If Xiao Yang was here, he would've definitely recognized him at first glance. This person was Yao Ruo Mo of the Evil Cultivator Alliance, a fifth level Martial Ancestor. Xiao Yang had exchanged blows with this person during the fight for resources at Zhongzhuan Mountain. The Sword Pavilion Elder, Thunder Pavilion Elder, and Buddha Pavilion Elder could also recognize this person.

However, Changsun Shan, Zhou Shanlin, Zhou Shancai, and the others didn't recognize Yao Ruo Mo. They didn't even see people from the Evil Cultivator Alliance, much less recognize such a high-level Evil Cultivator Alliance.

Zhou Shancai, Changsun Shan, Zhou Shanlin, and the others didn't realize that death was about to befall them. The people from the Evil Cultivator Alliance had always been merciless and vicious. They even borrowed the life force and souls of humans to cultivate.

"Hey, hero, you're blocking our path. Do you know who we are? If we tell you who we are, you'll be scared to death. Hurry up and get out of our way. Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite."

Zhou Shancai roared at Yao Ruo Mo.

Although the three of them had their cultivations crippled by Xiao Yang, they still had the advantage in numbers. Furthermore, there were still some who hadn't been crippled. If they joined forces, they might not necessarily be afraid of the other party.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, my food." Yao Ruo Mo laughed coldly. As his sinister laughter rang out, the strange black fog on his body began to roll and spread out like a tide, sweeping towards Zhou Shancai, Changsun Shan, and the others.

"Ah? What's this? Hurry up and retreat to avoid being hit. Go, attack him and see. "

Changsun Shan sensed that something was amiss and hurriedly retreated with his men. Then, he had a companion with cultivation use a flying sword to test Yao Ruo Mo.

Under the control of the companion, the flying sword broke through the air with a swoosh and slashed towards Yao Ruo Mo.

The flying sword was extremely sharp and its power was comparable to that of a third-level Martial Grandmaster.

However, it was obviously not enough to deal with Yao Ruo Mo.

Just as the flying sword was about to hit Yao Ruo Mo, in the next moment, the flying sword buzzed and stopped moving forward. It was as if it had been blocked by something and was struggling to resist.

The cultivator controlling the flying sword immediately sensed that something was amiss and shouted in fear, "This is bad. Hurry up and disperse. The other party is about to control the flying sword."

Just as he finished speaking, the flying sword that he had been controlling suddenly turned around. In an instant, it flew towards the group of people. A pale white light circulated on the flying sword and its power was doubled.

Boom, boom, boom.

As the flying sword neared Changsun Shan and the others, it released several streaks of sword Qi and slashed towards them, producing loud booms.

"Ah!"

"Run!"

"Let's go!"

"Dodge!"

Screams of agony rang out. Under the explosion of the several streaks of sword Qi, there were seven or eight of them who were injured.

After realizing the terror of the enemy, they fled pathetically and did not know where to go. They scattered like birds and beasts, like headless flies.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk …"

Yao Ruo Mo laughed coldly. He enjoyed the thrill of seeing his prey lose their heads out of fear. However, to him, running away was not an option.

The black fog swept out and instantly covered Zhou Shanlin, Zhou Shancai, Changsun Shan, and the others.

Yao Ruo Mo was like a ghost. His figure flickered and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Changsun Shan and the others. Then, he was like a sickle harvesting rice.

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