Wasn't this Crow Daoist the owner of this Dead Devil Island? Why did it seem like he was just a figurehead?
Or perhaps, his son, Wu Tao, wanted to betray him?
Looking at the tense situation in front of him, Zhuo Bufan was a little confused.
"You guys, what are you guys trying to do?" Crow Daoist could tell that something was amiss.
Hearing this, Wu Tao walked towards the Crow Daoist step by step and said.
"Father, hand over the Emperor Xuan True Scripture! I am doing this for the sake of Dead Devil Island. "
"For the sake of Dead Devil Island? Why? Are you guys trying to betray me? "Crow Daoist narrowed his eyes and looked at his disciples.
These disciples were all brought here by him from the outside world. They were the same as Zhuo Bufan, his personal disciples.
But now, these disciples wanted to betray him.
"A bunch of reckless fools. It's easier for me to crush you than it is for me to crush an ant. Do you guys not want to live anymore? "
Crow Daoist was the owner of an island. How could he be intimidated by such a situation?
However, Wu Tao was clearly prepared. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to do such a disgraceful thing.
"Father, it seems like your injuries aren't light! Could it be that you still haven't realized that you've already been poisoned? "
A great man must be ruthless!
This Wu Tao had actually personally poisoned his own father. Zhuo Bufan saw this and was aghast.
What was going on in this world? What was the reason for a son to personally poison his own father?
Crow Daoist was even more shocked after hearing this.
Circulating his cultivation technique, he suddenly realized that the Death Qi in his body was running amok. His internal organs felt as if they were being burned by lava.
This was the so-called burning of all five internal organs. Crow Daoist was in so much pain that he started vomiting yellow water.
"Yellow Spring Water!"
His internal organs were rotting, and he started vomiting yellow water. Crow Daoist could tell that this was one of the seven great poisons of the Demon Sect, Yellow Spring Water.
This poison was colorless and tasteless. It was refined using one hundred and eight poisonous insects, poisonous grass, poisonous flowers, and poisonous stones.
This kind of poison could corrode spirit bodies and corrode souls. Cultivators below the Golden Core stage who were poisoned by this poison would die without a doubt.
The Crow Daoist was only at the Silver Core Realm. He was only one step away from the Golden Core Realm.
However, this single step was enough to take his life.
"You, why do you have Yellow Springs Water?"
The Crow Daoist started vomiting blood instead of yellow liquid. Rolling grayish-black Death Qi began to peel off from his body.
There were no more than three people in the entire cultivation world who could refine this kind of Yellow Spring Water. It was impossible for Wu Tao to have such a thing.
"You bastard, you … you're working with Poison Demon?"
"Hahahaha!"
Right at this moment, a certain person's complacent laughter resounded from within the hall.
Zhuo Bufan tilted his head and saw a man in a green robe, holding a black fan and laughing loudly as he walked in through the door.
"Old Crow, long time no see!"
"Pu!" When the Crow Taoist saw the green-robed man, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, splattering it all over the hall.
"Poison Demon, I didn't expect it to be you." The Crow Daoist gritted his teeth and looked at the green-robed man.
When Wu Tao and the others saw the green-robed man, they cupped their hands and shouted.
"Poison Demon Sovereign, I've already controlled him according to your plan. I'll leave him to you now. "
"Mm, well done. Jigoku said that if this succeeds, you'll be the master of the Dead Devil Island from now on. "
"In addition, I'll give the Dead Devil Island two ships of cultivation resources. It'll be enough to raise your Dead Devil Island's ranking among the 72 Devil Islands."
When Wu Tao heard this, he cupped his hands and knelt down. "Thank you, Poison Demon Sovereign. Thank you, Jigoku."
Zhuo Bufan saw this and roughly understood the situation.
Obviously, the Crow Daoist's precious son, Wu Tao, had already colluded with Poison Demon to set him up.
What Zhuo Bufan didn't expect was that this Wu Tao would be willing to kill his own father for his own benefits.
The Devil Dao was indeed the Devil Dao. They didn't even recognize their own family and were comparable to beasts.
When the Crow Daoist saw this, the sea of blood in his body surged.
He was already heavily injured, and now he was poisoned by the Yellow Springs Water. His Formless Death Body was already collapsing.
Now that he was betrayed by Wu Tao, he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.
"Wu Tao, you beast. How dare you poison your own father?! You'll die a horrible death! "
"And you guys, have you forgotten that you've all eaten my Death Pill?! You have to eat this pill once a month. Otherwise, you'll die from the backlash of the Death Qi. If I die, you guys can forget about living. "
The Crow Daoist opened his bloody mouth and cursed. His mouth was really bloody, and his mouth was filled with blood.
Zhuo Bufan, who was sitting at the side, was dumbfounded when he heard this.
"Death Pill? The black pill that the old bastard gave me was indeed poison. "
Zhuo Bufan was dumbfounded. He recalled the black pill that the Crow Daoist gave him. The Old Crow said that it was to help him cultivate.
In the end, this old thing lied to him. That pill was poison, and it was to control Zhuo Bufan.
After knowing the result, Zhuo Bufan looked at the Crow Daoist again. He felt that this guy deserved to die.
"Old Crow, have you forgotten who I am? I'm the Island Master of the Poison Devil Island. Your mere Death Pill is not worth mentioning to me. "
"The poison that you gave to your disciples, I've already removed it for them."
"Old Crow, don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too greedy. You even dared to touch the treasure that Jigoku set his eyes on. "
"Hand over the Emperor Xuan True Scripture, and I'll consider leaving your corpse intact. Otherwise, don't blame me for turning your bones to dust."
After saying this, the Poison Devil Sovereign raised his finger, and circles of green light circled around his fingertip. The green light enveloped his finger, causing his entire finger to turn emerald green.
Then, he pointed that emerald green finger at the Crow Daoist's forehead.
"I said, hand it over. Do you hear me?"
"Ahhhh!"
In that instant, the Crow Daoist screamed. Wherever the Poison Demon Grand Monarch's finger touched, his blood vessels began to turn green. Then, they continued to spread towards his head and eventually his entire body.
"Him, him, it's on him."
With his last breath, the Crow Daoist raised his finger and pointed at Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan was dumbfounded.
"What's going on?"
"Bang!"
Before Zhuo Bufan could react, the Crow Daoist started bleeding from his seven orifices. Finally, he opened his mouth, and the silver ball flew out and shattered in the air.
With a bang, it turned into ashes.
As for the Crow Daoist, he fell to the ground and died. Death was the end of everything …
"F * ck, you bastard, you still want to harm me even after death?"
At that moment, Zhuo Bufan felt like countless f * ckers were whizzing past his heart.
For a moment, everyone looked at Zhuo Bufan.
Wu Tao didn't seem to be grieving over his father's tragic death. Instead, he picked up a dagger and walked in front of Zhuo Bufan.
"Thump!"
He stabbed the dagger into the table in front of Zhuo Bufan and said, "Kid, that old bastard said that the Emperor Xuan True Scripture was on you, right?"
Zhuo Bufan wanted to cry, but no tears came out. He shook his head repeatedly.
"No, I don't know anything about the Emperor Xuan True Scripture. I was also tricked by that old bastard!"
"Believe me, think about it. Why would that old bastard give such an important thing to me?"
At that moment, Zhuo Bufan really wanted to pry open the heads of this group of pigs in front of him to see if their brains were made of stone.
This was obviously the Crow Daoist's final act of framing him. Any normal person could see that.
"That kid is right. The Crow Daoist wouldn't say anything even if he died. Why would he give such an important thing to him?"
Fortunately, there was an intelligent Poison Demon who helped to clear Zhuo Bufan's name.
Poison Demon took the ring off the Crow Daoist's finger and shook his head.
"It's not in the storage ring. It seems that the Crow Daoist was very cautious. He knew that it wasn't safe to keep such an important thing in the storage ring. Where would the Crow Daoist put it? "
After thinking about it, Poison Demon suddenly flicked his finger, and a small flame landed on the Crow Daoist's corpse.
In the next second, the small flame suddenly jumped up and began to burn fiercely.
The Crow Daoist's corpse was about to be completely cremated and turned into ashes.
At that moment, a golden light bloomed from the fire.
Following that, a piece of beast skin floated up from the Crow Daoist's back. No matter how the flames burned, the beast skin scroll was not damaged at all.
On the beast skin scroll, ancient golden words shone brightly, mesmerizing everyone.
"Is that the Emperor Xuan Sutra?"
Everyone looked at the animal skin scroll floating above the bonfire. It was similar to a human skin scroll. If one didn't look carefully, they wouldn't be able to see it.
However, the Emperor Xuan Sutra was a supreme treasure. It was impervious to fire and water. As long as the Crow Daoist's corpse was burned, it would naturally reveal its true appearance.
"Congratulations, Poison Demon Lord, for retrieving the Sutra for Jigoku." Wu Tao shouted.
When the Poison Demon Great Lord saw the Mystic Thearch Sutra, he was obviously a little agitated. His eyes revealed a trace of desire to take it for himself.
But soon, he shook his head and dispelled the thought. If he took the Emperor Xuan Sutra for himself, he might very well end up like the Crow Daoist.
"This is everyone's credit. Don't worry, when I return, I will definitely tell Jigoku about your contributions."
In order to help Poison Demon Lord obtain the Emperor Xuan Sutra, Wu Tao had killed his own father without any hesitation. Such a sacrifice would give him a supreme status in the future.
In the demonic path, it was not surprising.
"Then, Lord, how should we deal with this kid?" Wu Tao finally looked at Zhuo Bufan.
Before Zhuo Bufan could explain or beg for mercy, Poison Demon Sovereign said, "Don't worry.
"Kill!"
Another simple word, 'kill', decided Zhuo Bufan's death. How familiar was this scene?
Before Zhuo Bufan could recover from his shock, a white light flashed in front of him and a clang sounded in his ears.
The dagger in Wu Tao's hand had already slit his throat.
"F * ck … you … f * ck … you!"
After saying that, Zhuo Bufan's vision turned black and he fell to the ground, dead!
"What did he mean by that?" Wu Tao looked at the fallen Zhuo Bufan and asked.
The lackeys at the side shrugged, indicating that they did not know.
"Who cares, he's just a small fry! Bah! "
…
"Hehe, am I a small fry? That's right, I am indeed a small fry. "
"Since none of you treat me as a human, I won't be polite to you."
"Load — Mass Graves!"
In the save space, Zhuo Bufan placed his hand on the third stone door. This time, he decided to start from the beginning again.
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