"Master, what's wrong?"
Qian Liangmu used techniques again and again to support the Myriad Poison Ancestor. Suddenly, he saw the Myriad Poison Ancestor's expression change drastically, so he could not help but ask.
"Return to the Myriad Poison cult!"
The Myriad Poison Ancestor had no time to explain. He turned into a streak of green light and flew back to the Myriad Poison cult. The other disciples, elders, and so on were all clueless. They all flew back with the Myriad Poison Ancestor.
The surroundings of Savage mountain below had been corroded by the poisonous cloud and bombarded by techniques, reduced to a wasteland. However, Savage mountain was completely unscathed. The cloud and mist surged without dispersing.
Seeing the people of the Myriad Poison cult suddenly retreat, the night roamers and the ten cave masters were all confused. They were all surprised.
Ye Liusu asked the Banyan Tree King for guidance again. "Senior, the Myriad Poison cult has suddenly retreated. Is there some scheme behind it?"
The Banyan Tree King understood everything. He smiled. "Your king must have come up with some scheme to lure them away."
Ye Liusu stopped worrying. Even if the Myriad Poison cult had any schemes, they would be completely exposed before the Banyan Tree King who was renowned for his wisdom. Li Qingshan had pulled him over to watch over Savage mountain, so it was as safe as it could be.
The Myriad Poison Ancestor flew quickly. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. Another two inner sect disciples had died, and they had been in the Myriad Poison cult. His face could not help but change drastically, and he sped up again.
Just what has happened? The formations haven't been triggered. Has there been internal strife in the cult?
He could not be blamed for having doubts like that. Without destroying the formations, even the King of Southern Yue and the Banyan Tree King could not massacre the descendants of the cult. Speaking of which, probably only the Shadow Queen of the night roamers possessed such a wondrous ability.
However, the Shadow palace's sphere of influence did not extend beyond the south. Apart from Ghost Shadow, he had never heard of any night roamers operating there. The Shadow Queen would never take action so easily, let alone oppose a large sect like the Myriad Poison cult.
The Myriad Poison Ancestor returned to the basin in a hurry. He passed through the green miasma and landed in the Myriad Poison cult. Immediately, the heavy smell of blood filled his nostrils.
Corpses littered the ground and fresh blood flowed, dying the limestone square red.
The corpses were all headless, and in the middle of the plaza, there was a pyramid made of several hundred heads piled up. They were all disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Cult, and the one at the very top was Protector Wei Ming. Under the red light of the setting sun, he died with everlasting regret, his expression sinister and mournful.
Behind the pyramid of human heads, on the blue shadow wall, five words were written in blood:
"Savage King respectfully!"
The bloody words had yet to dry as they flowed down.
The Myriad Poison Ancestor's face reddened before going from red to green, a wretched green. His eyes shone with venomous light as he squeezed out three words from between his teeth.
"Li Qingshan!"
He waved his palm fiercely, and the pyramid of human heads along with the screen wall were all turned into powder. His chest heaved up and down. Before he could calm down, he suddenly said,
"Not good!"
Qian Liangmu, his two senior brothers, junior sister, three direct disciples, five elders, and three protectors hurried back to the Myriad Poison cult with several dozen inner sect disciples. They were obviously much slower than the Myriad Poison Ancestor.
When the Myriad Poison Ancestor hurried back to the Myriad Poison cult, they had not even completed a tenth of the journey. Qian Liangmu and the others were all worried. They had no idea what had happened in the cult, but they were afraid of abandoning the regular disciples. If the ten cave masters of Savage mountain caught up to them, they would basically be cutting off the foundation of the cult.
Of course, they were just overthinking. Just the name of the Myriad Poison Ancestor was enough to deter any cave masters from taking this risk. Although they had not come across any actual danger in this battle, they were all exhausted. They all sat down to meditate and recover.
A while later, only Yu Wufeng stood up. He held the Fogbow sword and gazed in the direction the Myriad Poison cult had retreated in. He seemed to be in thought.
"My king must have lured the Myriad Poison Ancestor away. Regular disciples can't fly fast, so they'll definitely fall behind. And, without the geographical advantage, they won't be able to recover much of their strength through pills alone. Why don't you catch up and take a look, brother Yu?"
The Gentleman of Heavenly Blubber said with a smile. He had lost quite a lot of his fat again, turning into a fatty that weighed two hundred and fifty kilograms.
"Fatty, you sure are cunning. Are you trying to send me to my death?"
Yu Wufeng said coldly. Even without the Myriad Poison Ancestor, how was he supposed to contend against Qian Liangmu and the others all by himself? Once he was kept busy, once the Myriad Poison Ancestor and the others returned, he really would have no idea how he died.
"Not exactly. It's not like I know how to ride the sword, so it's not easy for me to come and go. If you can kill a few people from the Myriad Poison cult, you'll be doing a great service for Savage mountain. With my king's clear distinction between kindness and grievances, perhaps he'll return your freedom? "
The Gentleman of Heavenly Blubber chuckled. He was eager for Yu Wufeng to run into the Myriad Poison Ancestor and die outside. That way, he would be the rightful first cave master of Savage mountain. Li Qingshan would be the King of Savages, while he would be the crown prince.
However, that was not a lie. Yu Wufeng was not an idiot, so why would he fall for it?
Sure enough, Yu Wufeng gazed at the Gentleman of Heavenly Blubber deeply and became tempted. With his strength, as long as he did not run into the Myriad Poison Ancestor directly, he would not be in too much danger.
"Let's work together!"
A black figure appeared. Ghost Shadow was rather confident in his techniques of stealth. He was confident that as long as he did not clash with the Myriad Poison Ancestor, he would be able to protect himself. He had been tempted by what the Gentleman of Heavenly Blubber had said, so he wanted to see whether there was any merit he could earn.
"Alright!"
Yu Wufeng made up his mind. He slapped the Fogbow sword and stood up with it in hand. He fused with the sword and turned into a streak of white light, flying off.
"Let's go too!"
Ye Liusu said before merging into the darkness with Ye Liuxing and Ye Liubo, tailing after him.
The Myriad Poison Ancestor rode a great green cloud together, currently flying towards the Myriad Poison cult. A streak of light pursued them from behind, but they were still over five kilometers away. Yu Wufeng's eyes narrowed, and he brought his fingers together like a sword, gently brushing past the Fogbow sword. Sword qi flowed in the surroundings, and his white hair drifted about. Suddenly, he stabbed out.
An extremely resplendent streak of white light shot towards the green cloud. He only hoped to keep the people of the Myriad Poison cult here for a moment so that Ghost Shadow could find an opportunity to strike. If he could kill a few disciples of the Myriad Poison cult, that would obviously be for the best.
The streak of light shot into the green cloud. The green cloud that seemed extremely soft surged and actually devoured and digested the streak of light with ease.
Yu Wufeng came to a halt and frowned. The Myriad Poison cult really did have some tricks up their sleeves. They did not just gather together randomly. Instead, they merged their powers together, vaguely forming some sort of formation. Even Ghost Shadow probably would not be bold enough to venture deep and carry out an assassination.
Qian Liangmu flew out of the green cloud and smiled. "Have you come to see me off, cave master Yu?"
"That's right. I've long heard of the Poisonous Young Master's great name. You stand alongside my junior brother, Peng Jingni, as a hero. Are you bold enough to face me in battle today?"
Yu Wufeng stood with his sword. He had noticed the Myriad Poison Ancestor was not around a long time ago, so he spoke with composure. However, he also considered whether to advance or retreat inside. He probably could not take advantage of the situation this time. However, leaving was only a matter of a word. The Fogbow sword moved extremely quickly, so these people definitely could not catch up to him.
Qian Liangmu said, "Cave master Yu's courage is admirable. You're even more suited to be the next pavilion master of the South Sea Sword pavilion than your junior brother. It's just a pity that you're bound by a blood oath, which is quite a pity!"
"Junior brother, are you going to collude with the enemy in front of so many disciples? Don't waste your breath on him. Go kill this puppy from the South Sea Sword pavilion! "The centipede man said impatiently.
Qian Liangmu originally wanted to mock Yu Wufeng a little, hoping that he would charge over forcefully, but he never expected to be interrupted by his senior brother first. He became furious. Senior brother wants me to die with him, but I just won't let you have your way. Yu Wufeng was originally the first senior brother of the South Sea Sword pavilion, while senior brother is also the first senior brother of our Myriad Poison cult. We should decide who's stronger today.
"Stop arguing, senior brothers. You've made a fool out of yourself for no reason. Let's just ignore this kid and hurry back to the Myriad Poison cult. There will be a day when we claim his life in the future," the spider woman urged.
The spider woman urged. She received the agreement of the elders and protectors too. They were rather worried about the Myriad Poison Ancestor's sudden departure.
"Even if you can escort someone for a thousand kilometers, they'll still have to part in the end. Please return, cave master Yu. We'll definitely come again in the future!"
Qian Liangmu clasped his hands. He personally believed that as a member of the royal clan, he would not be as vulgar as these southern barbarians. He would always display the bearing of a prince no matter what.
Yu Wufeng said nothing. This time, only the ten cave masters could stand a chance against him. Right when he was about to retreat resolutely, a strange sound suddenly rang out by his ear.
The sound was like a dragon's cry, enough to stun ghosts and gods, ringing through the clouds. It was also like a buddhist chant, righteous and righteous, delivering all life from suffering.
When he heard it, even his soul trembled. Yu Wufeng immediately shut off his sense of hearing, but it was useless. The sound grew louder and louder, boundless and omnipresent.
"Since when did the south possess an ability like that?"
Yu Wufeng gazed into the distance. The red glow in the west seemed to be burning. The sound flew over from the layers of light. A speck of golden light flashed, like a bright star rising up in the night sky, growing brighter and brighter, growing closer and closer.
"It's her!"
"Who is it?" The spider woman cried out involuntarily.
If it was said that Yu Wufeng only felt shock, then the members of the Myriad Poison Cult felt actual pressure. The green cloud they controlled rippled, vaguely showing signs of shattering. It was no longer as relaxed as it was when it swallowed Yu Wufeng's sword.
Little Ann was covered in brilliant light, but it was unable to conceal her dazzling golden light. Her bluish-white monk's robes rippled as she flew towards the green cloud. She opened her mouth slightly and unleashed the secret technique of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga that even the Golden Cicada Spirit King had to find a way to secretly learn — the Chant of Deva-Nāga!
Her pair of spectral eyes were unfazed, seeing through all forms and space, comprehending the mysteries of the buddhist dharma. She pushed this buddhist secret technique to the limit, but what she used was the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty that could destroy all buddhas.
"It's her!"
Qian Liangmu gazed at the unforgettable face in the distance. He struggled to imagine that such a tremendous and profound voice actually came from the mouth of a petite woman like her.
He had heard a long time ago that she was the most outstanding disciple of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga in the past thousand years, yet she had risked everything to come to the south with Li Qingshan and risk her life. Under the great name of the King of Savages, she had remained silent the entire time, willing to serve as a foil, which made people unable to help but underestimate or even overlook her. After all, she had only undergone the second heavenly tribulation recently. Even if she was a genius, her strength was still limited.
Only now did he come to a sudden realisation that she was actually so powerful. She no longer seemed as obedient and pleasant as before. The bearing she gave off actually eclipsed all of them.
"She's that Little Ann or whatever beside Li Qingshan! Perfect timing. Capture her and ask for a reward from master! "
The centipede man pursed his lips in excitement. He had basically never heard of such great beauty. Perhaps he could even get close to her!
"Kill this bitch!" the spider woman called out, her face filled with jealousy.
"Idiot!" Qian Liangmu no longer cared about his bearing as a prince and cursed aloud, but his face was filled with shock.
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