Qingyun Mountain, Tongtian Peak.

  The fragrance of tea wafts gently, constantly emanating from the clean white green tea cup. The freshly brewed tea water rises with wisps of white vapor, drifting in the room.

  This was a quiet room in the back hall of the Jade Clear Palace, where the three most powerful and famous high-ranking officials of the current Orthodox Taoist sect were gathered, sipping tea and discussing matters with ease.

  The Qingyun disciples who were serving tea and water next to them had already quietly withdrawn, leaving only Dao Xuan Zhenren, Pu Hong Shangren, and Yun Yiluo in the house.

  Daoxuan Zhenren smiled and said, "This tea is also a specialty of Qingyun Mountain near my place. Although it's not particularly rare or precious, it's still a high-quality fragrant tea. You two try it and see how you like it?"

  Yun Yi Lan put down the teacup in her hand, nodded and said: "The fragrance lingers in my throat, as if it flows from my mouth to my abdomen, indeed a good tea."

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren smiled and said: "If Yun Shixiong likes it, wait until the next day when this beast demon disaster is broken, bring some back to Huo Xiang Gu."

  Yun Yi Lan smiled and nodded, saying: "That's great, True Person, you mustn't try to welch on the deal later."

  The two of them smiled at each other, but Pu Heng Shangren suddenly chanted a Buddhist mantra on the side. Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at him and said, "Master, what's wrong?"

  Pu Heng sighed and said, "Actually, I also know that facing such a great calamity, one must maintain a calm state of mind in order to respond with ease. However, as a Buddhist who is compassionate and merciful, once I think about the common people in the world who are currently suffering from floods and fires, I couldn't help but feel anxious and lose my composure for a moment. Please forgive me, both of you."

  Yun Yi's face changed slightly, and a hint of sharp light also flashed in Dao Xuan Zhenren's eyes, but his expression soon became solemn.

  Looking at Pu Heng Shangren, Dao Xuan Zhenren said slowly: "The Master is right, since we claim to be the Orthodox Way, we should naturally take the world's creatures as our own responsibility. I was rude just now."

  Pu Heng nodded and shook his head, saying in a low voice: "The true man said where the words are, just now Lao Na had no intention of blaming the true man."

  Yun Yiluan's face had already returned to normal, and upon hearing this, she smiled slightly and said: "Alright, alright. Your pretentious attitude is even more unbearable. Let's not waste any more words, let's just get to the point."

  Daoxuan Zhenren and Pu Hong Shangren both smiled, Daoxuan Zhenren nodded and said: "Yun Shixiong is right. In fact, inviting the two of you here today to discuss matters is indeed because of this beast demon calamity, which seems to have some strange changes."

  Yun Yiluan and Pu Hong Shangren were both stunned. Yun Yiluan said: "What change, please tell me, True Man?"

  Daoxuan Zhenren's face was solemn, and he said: "A few days ago, I sent out some of my best disciples, including Xiao Yicai and Lin Jingyu, to investigate the situation with the beast demons. They returned last night and reported something unusual."

  Pu Hui saw Dao Xuan Zhenren's serious face and seemingly puzzled expression, and couldn't help but ask: "What happened?"

  Daoxuan Zhenren paused for a moment before saying, "According to Yitai's report, the countless beast demons that originally invaded Central Plains from the south have always been heading north, killing all the way. However, in recent days, for some unknown reason, a large number of beast demons suddenly stopped advancing north and turned westward, while the number of beast demons continuing to advance towards our northern regions seems to be only about 40% of the original."

  Yun Yi Lan sank into thought for a moment before saying, "Isn't the southwest direction where the Demon Sect is most rampant?"

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren nodded and said, "Not bad. Nowadays, the three factions of the Demon Sect are at odds with each other, Wan Du Men, Gui Wang Zong, and He Huan Pai are fighting non-stop. Although we don't know where their headquarters is located, judging from the clues, it should be that the headquarters of these three major factions are all in the southwest. That place has always been a stronghold of the Demon Sect's power. And this time, the beast demons suddenly went to that direction in large numbers, I wonder what they are up to?"

  Pu Hong frowned and said: "Could it be that the beast demons have already clashed with the demonic sect, suffered some losses, and therefore a large number of beast demons went to provide support?"

  Daoxuan Zhenren's face was solemn, and he said: "It is not clear for the time being, but if it is so, it would be for the best. Both the beast demons and the demonic sects are evils, and if they can mutually destroy each other, it would be a great blessing for all living beings."

  Yun Yiluan suddenly shook her head and said, "Two masters, I think it's not that simple."

  Daoxuan Zhenren looked at him and said: "Oh, please enlighten me, Master Yungu."

  Yun Yiluan said: "You and I are both very clear that the people of the Demon Sect have always been selfish and self-serving. To say that they would rise up for the sake of the world's people and become enemies with the beast demons, this is something that I think is impossible..."

  Seeing Dao Xuan Zhenren and Pu Hong Shangren both nodding slightly in agreement, Yun Yi Lan smiled faintly and continued: "On the contrary, based on my understanding of the demonic sects, they see that the beast demons are so powerful now. They wouldn't dare to be enemies with them, even if the beast demons unintentionally harmed them. I'm afraid they would rather endure it silently, retreat willingly, and let our righteous path take care of these extremely evil beast demons."

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren nodded and said, "Not bad, Yun Gu Zhu's words are reasonable. However, the beast demons have indeed set off in large numbers towards the southwest. With your insight, Master of the Valley, why is this so?"

  Yun Yi Lan fell silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Judging from the past behavior of the beast demons entering Central Plains, they didn't seem to have a specific target, just killing along the way and heading north. So this time, suddenly turning around in large numbers, there must be something strange going on. It's likely that the beast demons near the southwest direction suffered a great loss, which is why the demon called Beast God mobilized a large number of people to head southwest. However, in the southwest direction, apart from the demonic sect, there are no other powerful figures, so I think this might be some unusual movement within the demonic sect."

  Pu Hong's eyebrows furrowed, and he said, "What is this unusual movement that the Valley Master is referring to?"

  Yun Yi Lan smiled and said: "This, however, is something I don't know about."

  Pu Hong couldn't help but smile wryly and shook his head, saying: "You've been talking for half a day, Yun Shi Zhu, isn't that just empty words?"

  All three of them laughed, but after a moment, Dao Xuan Zhenren said with a frown: "Actually, in my opinion, what Yun Shixiong said may not be unreasonable. In any case, now that the beast demons are heading southwest in large numbers, the pressure on us has also eased a lot. At least we can gain some time for ourselves. Today, the people of the world have high hopes for us, and we should make some moves to let the world see."

  Yun Yiluan glanced at Dao Xuanzhen and said, "Oh, Immortal isn't thinking that we should take advantage of the Beast Demon's main force being away and have a good fight?"

  "Right, eliminating one more demonic beast means that the world will have one less source of suffering. This is a responsibility that we, as Orthodox Daoists, cannot shirk."

  Pu Hong spoke in a low voice, reciting a Buddhist mantra. Yun Yilan's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery, but she immediately said sternly: "The True Person has spoken the truth. In that case, everything will be done according to the True Person's arrangements. I, the leader of the Burning Fragrance Valley sect, am willing to take the lead."

  Daoxuan Zhenren smiled and said, "With the host of Yungu's kind intentions, how can we worry about not defeating the beast demons? However, in the southwest direction, I have been thinking for a long time, and I feel that there is a great mystery to this matter. Although we cannot rashly intervene, if we ignore it, it also seems inappropriate."

  Pu Hong nodded and said, "Not bad, I also mean that. After all, the beast calamity is a disaster for all living things. What exactly happened in the southwest, we should at least have an idea."

  Yun Yiluan said: "Since that's the case, why don't we send a few disciples with high cultivation to secretly follow and investigate?"

  Daoxuan Zhenren nodded and said: "Good, it's settled then."

  At this time, Yun Yiluan seemed to have thought of something again, and suddenly said to Daoxuan Zhenren: "Right, there's one more thing, I'd like to ask a favor from the true person."

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren was taken aback and said: "Master Yun Gu is too polite, what's the matter? Just say it!"

  Yun Yi Lan smiled and said: "I heard that the young disciple of your sect, Lu Xue Qi, has been punished to face the wall on the Xiaozhu Peak's Moon-Watching Platform for some time. After hearing this, I felt uneasy in my heart, and... He chuckled and continued: "My incompetent disciple has come to me three times in the past few days, saying that he doesn't want Lu Xue Qi to be punished because of our request. Moreover, with the beast demons wreaking havoc on the world, it's a time when we need people like her. Lu Xue Qi is an outstanding young talent of your sect, so why not let her off this punishment for my sake?"

  Daoxuan Zhenren sighed and said: "It's all because of my poor teaching, letting the master of Cloud Valley laugh at me."

  Yun Yi Lan smiled and said, "What the real person says is nonsense, it's just a foolish dream of inferior disciples. And these trivial matters between these juniors, let's not bother with them from now on, to avoid getting annoyed." After speaking, she burst out laughing loudly.

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren pondered for a moment, then said: "Since the master of Yun Gu is personally pleading for her, I certainly can't refuse to give him face. Alright! I'll let Xue Qi return immediately and also select a few more disciples to go with her to explore the southwest, it's also a way to redeem themselves!"

  Yun Yi's mouth curled up into a smile as he said, "Ah! What a coincidence, I was just thinking of saying let Li Xuan also go to the southwest to temper himself!"

  Daoxuan Zhenren glanced at him and said lightly: "Then let's go together!"

  Yun Yi Lan burst out laughing and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect: "Then I'll thank the True Person on behalf of this inferior disciple first."

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren withdrew his gaze, picked up the teacup from the table in front of him, and slowly took a sip. His eyes changed color, and he said slowly: "The host is too polite."

  Southwest Snake Valley

  This vast valley is surrounded by dense ancient forests, and for most of the year, at dawn and dusk, a mist-like toxic fog rises from the forest, which is actually the accumulation of venom from countless poisonous snakes inhabiting this valley.

  No one can explain why there are so many venomous snakes inhabiting this valley, with numbers so great that they seem to be everywhere, even in the trees and underground. The only exception is the residence of the Ten Thousand Venom Sect in the valley, because of their secret techniques, these poisonous insects do not dare to approach.

  And these snakes all over the mountains and fields have also become a natural barrier for the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and an inexhaustible treasure trove of poisonous medicines.

  At this moment, it is the early morning hours of the day. From the dense forest of the Snake Valley, a faint mist can be seen rising, which looks like the morning dew at first glance. However, if an ignorant person approaches, they will be poisoned to death in an instant, with blood flowing from all seven orifices, and finally buried under the snake's kiss.

  In the ordinary days, apart from these poisonous snakes guarding the valley, the Wan Du Men had always had disciples patrolling and preventing external enemies. However, in the past few days, for some reason, all of these usually vigilant disciples did not come out. It seems that the internal strife within the Wan Du Men has reached a boiling point.

  A faint rustling sound, a small stone rolled over, jumped twice on the only ancient path outside the Snake Valley, which was already dilapidated and overgrown with weeds, and then disappeared into the grass.

  Then, with a faint rustling sound, three tall but strange beasts appeared on the road, all with wolf heads and bodies like ordinary tigers and leopards, looking extremely bizarre.

  Only these three strange beasts looked cautious, their noses constantly twitching, sniffing something in the air, slowly approaching the Valley of Venomous Snakes. And in the valley, there was a piece of quietness, as if completely unguarded against the arrival of these three unexpected guests.

  Suddenly, one of the monsters with a wolf-like head shook its head as if it had discovered something and let out a low growl. The other two monsters immediately stopped in their tracks, looking at the strongest and tallest monster standing in the middle.

  The wolf-headed monster's eyes flashed with ferocity, its nose twitching as it sniffed the air, but instead of heading into the Valley of Venomous Snakes, it slowly made its way towards a dense thicket of grass beside the ancient path just outside the valley. A faint scent of blood wafted out from within the thicket.

  The monster let out a low roar and stepped into the thicket, from the outside it seemed that the monster's body was constantly moving, as if searching for something in the thicket.

  After a moment, the grass thicket shook again, and the sturdy monster leaped out of the grass thicket, jumping back onto the ancient path. In its mouth was something strange.

  It looked like a long whip, or the tail of some monstrous creature, its fur already starting to rot and fade in color, constantly emitting a faint smell of blood.

  The other two monsters let out a roar at the same time, apparently both shocked and enraged, with fierce glints flashing in their eyes.

  The monster with the retrieved tail put things on the ancient road, suddenly raised its head and let out a long howl, the sound was like a wolf's cry, mournful and sharp, straight up to the sky.

  After a moment, the monster picked up its tail and, ignoring the other two monsters, ran swiftly on all fours to the back, leaving the Valley of Snakes.

  The two strange beasts let out a few roars, then suddenly exerted their strength and charged into the Valley of Venomous Snakes. As they entered the valley, the ancient path became even more winding and narrow, twisting forward with dense thickets of thorns on both sides, amidst which floated an ethereal, rainbow-colored mist that seemed to be there yet not be there.

  The monsters charged forward, their gnashing teeth visible as they bit down, and if anyone were to appear before them at this moment, they would likely be torn to shreds instantly.

  A colored mist floated gently, gathering in the forest, two strange beasts roared continuously, without looking, they charged straight in. At first, there was nothing unusual, but these two strange beasts somehow, their roar gradually lowered, running slower and slower, after a moment, their whole body began to shake.

  It seemed to know that something was wrong, the two monsters stopped in their tracks, turned their heads with difficulty, wanting to leave the forest, but before they could take a few steps, they collapsed to the ground, and in an instant, blood flowed from all seven orifices on their faces, apparently dead.

  In the mountains, a chilling "hiss hiss" sound echoed through the air, and countless snakes of all sizes emerged from the grass and treetops, their bodies rustling as they slithered towards us.

  Just as the snakes were excitedly competing for food, suddenly many of them stopped moving, raised their heads vigilantly and turned towards the entrance of the Snake Valley.

  That desolate ancient path in the distance seemed to have a faint, low-pitched war drum rumbling sound. The entire earth slowly began to tremble lightly, and strange sounds like thousands of horses and soldiers advancing came from the endless distance.

  In the mountain valley at dawn, it suddenly fell into a dead silence.

  "Ah!"

  Chang Chang let out a mouthful of bad breath, and Fan Xiong, the big disciple of Du Shen before his death, viciously swung his hand and threw the corpse of a Wan Du Men disciple whose skull had been cracked open by him to one side. The corpse flew through the air and crashed onto the offering table in front of the mourning hall with a loud thud, falling down from there.

  It was as if there were devils laughing in the dark, or perhaps to make an offering to the Poison God, this demonic sect leader who had killed countless people when he was alive. In the mourning hall where the coffin of the Poison God was placed, it was now a river of blood, with corpses of Wan Du Men disciples everywhere.

  Thick and heavy bloody smell, floating in the air.

  At this moment, the three major disciples of the Poison God, Fan Xiong, Cheng Wuya and Duan Rishan, have been killing each other for several days. Except for some leaders with high moral integrity, ordinary Wan Duomen disciples have already suffered heavy casualties. These few days of struggle have made these three people who are fighting for power all red-eyed, almost falling into madness.

  On the offering table in the mourning hall, the box containing the master's seal was still quietly lying there, coldly watching everything.

  It seemed as if the killing had tired them out, and the struggles inside and outside the spiritual hall gradually subsided, but the tense atmosphere of drawn swords and bows was even more so.

  Lao San Duan, like a mountain, was surrounded by four old men with strange appearances. His eyes gleamed with ferocity as he gazed at Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuya standing apart in front of him. He sneered coldly: "I'm telling you two Shifu, aren't you willing to give up yet? Now, aside from the few old guys by your side, who else can come out?"

  Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuya exchanged a glance, both seeing a thread of despair in each other's eyes that had turned bright red. Since the seventh night after the death of the Poison God, strange noises suddenly came from the mourning hall, and the three factions, who had been on guard against each other, immediately launched a large-scale attack on the mourning hall, fearing that if they were late, the Master would be stolen by others.

  In the midst of this chaos, countless people rushed into the mourning hall, naturally thinking that the other side had long planned to destroy the agreement and come to seize the master's seal, and in a few words, they were already fighting each other.

  As a result of the three-way battle so far, it has gradually become clear that Lao San Duan Ruo Shan, who was originally weaker in Taoism, relied on his strong strength to slowly overwhelm Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuya.

  At this moment, except for the less than ten people standing behind them, including Bai Du Zi, Xi Xue Lao Yao and Duan Mu Lao Zu, they had nothing left in their hands.

  While Duan Yu had not only the "Four Old Men of the Poisonous Sect" as his guards, but also at least a hundred people secretly protecting him, among whom many were masters. The powerful forces that the Ten Thousand Poison Sect had always possessed were now in Duan Yu's hands, more than before the war began, which was beyond their expectations.

  Watching the defeat, Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuya's eyes were filled with unwillingness, but they couldn't say anything else. Seeing the two brothers' appearance, Duan Rishan couldn't help but burst out laughing. All along, he had two overbearing brothers above him, and below, his master, Du Shen, favored Qin Wuyan even more. Only he was always ignored, enduring for so many years, finally able to hold his head high, how could he not be ecstatic?

  Duan Renshan walked forward with his head held high, the four old men of the Poison Gate guarding him on all sides. Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuya watched with wide eyes as he stopped in front of the offering table, standing before that box, one clenching his fists tightly, the other gritting his teeth until they creaked, clearly seething with rage.

  But at this moment, the anger in their eyes is undoubtedly the most pleasing appearance of the victor. He even feels that if he has such a moment of superiority over everyone, then his life will not be in vain.

  Duan Yushan burst out laughing, with an arrogant attitude and a triumphant expression, he stretched out his hand to take the green box.

  Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuya simultaneously let out a low growl, taking a step forward, but the four old men of the Poison Gate immediately turned around to face them. At the same time, the subordinates of Duan Rishan swarmed over, surrounding them. The eyes of the two were like they were about to spit out fire, staring fiercely at the box in Duan Rishan's hand from a distance.

  Duan Rishan's smile grew even more triumphant as he twisted open the lock, opened the box, and revealed a golden silk lining inside. On top of the silk lay a small, dark brown seal with an intricately carved little snake that seemed to come alive. Although it hadn't been flipped over, everyone present, including Duan Rishan, knew that on the bottom of the seal were four characters:

  Ten Thousand Poison Divine Seal

  Duan Rishan looked around with a proud smile, his eyes lingering on Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuyi's faces for a moment longer. After savoring the joy of victory, Duan Rishan smiled, although the smile was somewhat eerie and ferocious due to the blood splattered on his face. He picked up the Wan Du Shen Yin, turning it over. He wanted to carefully examine this symbol of the highest power in the Wan Du Sect.

  At that moment, the only sound in the hall was the angry breathing of Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuyi. The next generation master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect was about to be born.

  Suddenly, at the moment when everyone held their breath, Duan Rishan unexpectedly let out a heart-wrenching roar, and the box and the crucial Wan Du Shen Yin in his hand fell to the ground. Everyone was shocked, looking at him together, and after a moment, they were all horrified.

  Just a moment ago, Duan Ruyan was still invincible, but now his whole body is trembling, and his face has completely lost its blood color. Especially his two hands, which have suddenly turned into an eerie deep black color.

  A moment later, a low humming sound came from his hands, and a strange flying insect flew out of the gap between his fingers.

  Everyone present was a seasoned figure in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. Although that strange insect flew at an extremely fast speed, almost everyone had already seen it clearly. Ba Du Zi was the first to exclaim in shock: "Seven-tailed centipede, that's a seven-tailed centipede!"

  This sound was like a thunderous roar, stunning everyone. The crowd turned to look at Duan Rishan in unison, only to see his body shaking more and more violently. An old man next to him tried to reach out to grab him, but as soon as his hand touched his clothes, he suddenly shook violently, let out a loud cry, and flew backward. In an instant, his right hand turned black.

  The old vampire standing in the distance narrowed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "'Rotten flesh...'".

  The poisoned old man shouted loudly, and another old man next to him didn't think twice, let out a loud roar, picked up the broken chair leg that had fallen beside him, and chopped it down with his right hand. Under his profound skills, the chair leg was like a sharp blade, cutting off the poisoned old man's right arm without any difficulty. Immediately afterwards, the old man threw away the chair leg, as if afraid that holding it for another moment would lead to the same fate befalling his own hand.

  Chair legs flew through the air, and everyone dodged in a flurry.

  At this moment, Duan Rishan's face was already full of dark energy. Everyone clearly saw that his two completely black hands suddenly cracked open with a "popping" sound, and the blood flowing out was also black.

  In an instant, the eerie "puffing" sound continued unabated. Duan Ruyan, who had been poisoned with the two most toxic poisons in the world, had his skin and flesh bursting open, with black blood splattering everywhere. He fell to the ground with a thud, struggled for a moment, and then lay still.

  Fan Xiong stared blankly at his fellow disciple, who had just been rampaging a moment ago but was now dead. Suddenly, he turned around and shouted loudly: "Qin Wu Yan, you treacherous beast, get out here!"

  Everyone suddenly came to their senses, "Rotten Meat Moss" was highly toxic and one of the most poisonous substances under heaven. Even in the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, only the Poison God had ever been able to use it. Fan Xiong, Cheng Wuya, and Duan Rishan were all limited by their cultivation and couldn't use this substance.

  But the seven-tailed centipede is an extremely poisonous and rare creature, usually only kept by the Poison God himself. Now that two of the most toxic creatures have appeared at the same time, and in this small box with the Wan Du Shen Yin mark, it's clear without asking that Qin Wu Yan has deceived everyone and secretly poisoned them.

  For a moment, everyone in the mourning hall was frightened and looked around quietly, fearing that Qin Wuyan's shadow would suddenly appear from beside them. Duan Rishan's death was really too terrifying, no one was not shocked and terrified by it.

  At this moment, no one dared to make a sound in the mourning hall, except for Duan Rishan's corpse, where drops of black blood fell slowly, making a faint hissing sound when they hit the ground, burning small holes into it. In an instant, there were small holes all around the corpse, showing how potent the poison was.

  "Haha, what's going on? Two senior brothers, all the elders are here to pay their respects. We've only been apart for a few days, and yet everyone is thinking of me so much!" A calm and peaceful voice suddenly came from outside the mourning hall, causing everyone to be shocked. They looked outwards, and saw that Qin Wuyan had changed his clothes, taking off his mourning attire and putting on his usual clothes, with a smile on his face as he slowly walked in. Meanwhile, those with sharp eyes had already spotted a small strange insect perched on his shoulder - the Seven-Tailed Centipede.

  Fan Xiong said with hatred: "Was it you who poisoned me?"

  Qin Wu Yan now seemed to regard everyone as nothing, walking up to the front in a big way, coming to Duan Ru Shan's corpse, under the gaze of the crowd, stretching out his hand to pick up that extremely toxic Wan Du Shen Yin.

  Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuya's eyes narrowed, and Cheng Wuya sneered: "Good! Younger brother, the three of us really underestimated you too much."

  Qin Wu Yan smiled and said, "Second brother is joking, in fact with the strength of the three brothers, it's easy to take my life. I didn't dare resist either. However, before Master passed away, he repeatedly warned that now both Gui Wang Zong and He Huan Pai are eyeing us covetously, and since the three brothers aren't capable, he told me to accept the position of Sect Leader, or else the foundation of Wan Du Men would be destroyed in an instant. I've been raised by Master since childhood, and his kindness is deep, so I couldn't not follow his wishes. That's why I had to use a small trick, causing the three brothers to suffer."

  Fan Xiong angrily said: "Humph, do you think you've already won? Let me tell you, I'll be the first to kill you!" After that, he turned his head and called out to Cheng Wuya: "Second brother, this little brat is too ruthless. We should join forces to kill him first, then we can divide the world equally."

  Cheng Wuya immediately said: "Alright, let's go up!"

  In the midst of the shouting, only two people were about to rush up, and the Hundred Poisonous Child, the Bloodsucking Old Demon, and others who followed behind them saw that they were about to chase after them. Qin Wuyan said calmly: "Several elders, you have also seen it now, these few fellow disciples of mine are indeed not worthy of consideration. If you want to come over and kill me, let alone the fact that I have the Seven-Tailed Scorpion and the Rotten Flesh Moss, can you win against me? Even if you join forces to kill me, following these two useless people, do you think your future days will be better? Can you defeat the Ghost King Sect and the He Huan Sect? Can you escape from the siege of those righteous people?"

  Bai Du Zi and Xi Xue Lao Yao, Duan Mu Lao Zu and others suddenly stopped in their tracks. The two extremely potent toxins that Qin Wu Yan had just used on Duan Ru Shan were not something that could be employed by anyone who hadn't deeply mastered the true transmission of the Wan Du Men's poison classics. Although they had been in the Wan Du Men for many years, they still couldn't reach that level, and their hearts were already filled with a deep sense of apprehension towards Qin Wu Yan, this young man who looked so youthful. Hearing Qin Wu Yan say these few sentences, they all hesitated for a moment, no longer advancing forward.

  And many others who followed Duan Rushan would not listen to Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuyi's orders, and now they were also at a loss. Qin Wu Yan looked at the crowd and smiled: "Everyone, I guarantee that as long as I take over as the master of the sect, I will not hold any grudges against you, and everyone will be treated equally."

  Under the angry and scorching gaze of Fan Xiong and Cheng Wuya, everyone looked at each other for a long time. Then, Bai Du Zi was the first to retreat, followed by Xiē Shuī Lǎo Yāo, Duan Mu Lǎo Zǔ, and the four old men of the Poison Gate, who slowly walked to one side, leaving only Qin Wu Yan, Fan Xiong, and Cheng Wuya standing in the middle.

  Fan Xiong's face revealed a desperate expression, knowing that the situation was already lost, and Cheng Wuya was also pale as death. Qin Wuyan still had a faint smile on his face, but in his heart, he was equally resentful and hard to resolve. At this moment, he didn't hate the two masters in front of him who were struggling like dying men, but rather Cang Song Dao Ren. Originally, he had already set up a plan to let the three masters kill each other, but it wasn't on such a large scale. As long as he could get rid of these three masters, he would naturally be able to control the power of the Wan Du Men.

  It turned out that Cang Song Dao Ren suddenly intervened that night, turning the three factions' dispute into a big melee, and instantly rendering Wan Du Men's originally deep strength useless in the internal war. Qin Wu Yan was both angry and heartbroken at this moment, and he really wished he could cut Cang Song Dao Ren in half. However, thinking about it, Cang Song Dao Ren was nowhere to be seen now, and Qin Wu Yan could only endure silently.

  However, at this moment, Qin Wu Yan has already secured his victory. With a triumphant smile, he looked at the two senior brothers and said calmly: "Two senior brothers, aren't you going to apologize in front of our master's spirit yet..."