Chapter 67: The Extremely Toxic Demon

  Everyone present did not expect that Nanming would dare to confront the Yuanying period cultivator, and the cultivators of Bixue Xiangyun Sect were frightened in their hearts. Even Sun Lin, a Jiedan period cultivator, was worried.

  Only Mu Yan beside Nan Ming still had a cold and frosty appearance, as if even if the sky fell, it was none of her business.

  Unexpectedly, the extremely poisonous demon listened to Nan Ming's words and did not get angry, but instead narrowed his eyes and carefully observed Nan Ming in front of him.

  In the time it takes to breathe, the extremely poisonous demon burst out laughing and said: "Haha, I was wondering how a Qi Refining stage cultivator dared to be arrogant in front of me. It turns out that you're actually an ancient ghost from the Yuan Ying stage. May I ask for your name?"

  The face of "Nan Ming" still had a faintly contemptuous expression: "I am the elder of the Bi Xue Xiang Yun Sect, Tian Lai Shang Ren!"

  As soon as he heard the name "Nan Ming" reported, Wuji's expression changed slightly, as if he had heard of the name of Tianlai Shangren before. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Don't you fear that I will wipe out all the people from your sect who have come to this place?"

  "Nan Ming" sneered: "You wouldn't be foolish enough to think that I'm still at Bi Xue Xiang Yun Sect, would you? With your Yuan Ying early-stage cultivation, I only need to pay a small price to chase you down and kill you. Afterwards, the solitary Tian Bao Fortress without a Yuan Ying stage cultivator holding it down will also be destroyed by me."

  "Alright, you win... My Poison Demon Sect may not be as powerful as the Bi Xue Xiang Yun Sect, but I believe that only one elder from your sect knows the secret of this cave. Otherwise, you wouldn't have brought just over a dozen people here. Why don't we cooperate and work together to take control of this cave? As for these people..."

  At this point, Wuji's poisonous gaze swept over Fang Yunshan and his four Jindan cultivators with a sinister chill.

  Ouyang and others suddenly felt a sense of foreboding, fearing that the extremely poisonous demon would poison them, each one preparing to take action.

  "Impossible." "Nan Ming" blocked the way, "Do you think that with your own strength, you can kill nearly 10,000 disciples on this Cloud Mountain in one go? The day of opening the cave is still a year away. This secret cannot be known to more people, otherwise, there will be more changes."

  "Alright..." The extremely poisonous demon agreed after a moment of contemplation.

  In case this Fang Yunshan, with a desperate heart of "dying together", reveals the secret of the Blood Killing Cave Mansion, at that time, none of these people will get any benefits.

  "The gaze of Nanming fell on the four Jiedan cultivators of Fangyun Mountain, and he said indifferently: 'Give orders to your disciples, within a year, seal off Fangyun Mountain, and do not allow them to enter or exit at will. Of course, if your Fangyun Mountain disciples can obtain the treasure in the cave, we will not take action to seize it.'"

  "It's all because of this...". As a result, Fang Yunshan and the four Jiedan period cultivators were naturally satisfied. Who would have thought that it would end in a jade stone burning together?

  His gaze swept over the gathering on the mountain top, and there was a hint of mockery and disdain in Nan Ming's eyes. With the strength and quality of these cultivators, they would probably only be able to play the role of cannon fodder in the cave mansion.

  Although the forty disciples brought by Wuji Duomeng are slightly weaker than those of Bixue Xiangyun Sect, they have an advantage in numbers and may pose a threat to our plan.

  Wuji Duxiao was also sizing up the young cultivator from Bixue Xiangyun Sect, his expression gradually becoming serious.

  Although the forty monks from Dutiange Fort were much stronger than the three factions of Fangyun Mountain, they had fewer top-notch disciples at the same level as Bixue Xiangyun Sect.

  According to the information obtained, after entering the Blood Kill Cave Mansion, 100 monks will not appear in one place after entering the cave mansion, but will be randomly teleported!!

  A vast cave, two monks can transmit together, the probability is extremely low.

  In this way, the role of the strongest disciples is even greater.

  Wuji and Nanming both had their own plans in mind, and neither of them took the fifty disciples of Fang Yunshan seriously.

  Whether it was the cultivation method or the treasure in his hand, Fang Yunshan was far inferior to the other two.

  Taking Nan Ming and the others as an example, almost everyone has a defensive spiritual artifact in their hands. The attacking spiritual artifacts they use are mostly high-grade spiritual artifacts, and their strength is around the Great Circle of Refining Qi. Their cultivation methods are also much more advanced.

  In comparison, Fang Yunshan's three disciples have become complete beggars.

  Under such a gap, if Fang Yunshan's disciples and these people meet, it is almost impossible to hurt Nanming and others who have defensive spiritual instruments. Even if they are lucky enough to get some treasures in the cave, they will be easily killed by the other party.

  The cultivators of the three factions of Fangyun Mountain were also secretly suffering in their hearts. Under such circumstances, even if they could get a few fish bones to eat, it was already considered not bad.

  "Alright, I'll leave first."

  "Nan Ming" took another glance at Wu Ji's extremely poisonous demon, then closed his eyes.

  After a while, Nan Ming slowly opened his eyes, and there was no hint of confusion in them. It seemed that he also understood what had just happened.

  The other cultivators present couldn't help but sigh in admiration, the divine ability of this Yuan Ying stage cultivator was indeed impressive. Unknowingly how far away he was from here, he could actually borrow the physical body of a low-ranking cultivator to cast the Possession Great Technique.

  Being able to witness the legendary possession technique with their own eyes, the cultivators present also gained some experience and insight. The fear in their hearts towards the old freak of the Yuan Ying period increased by a few points imperceptibly.

  Wuji's poisonous gaze swept over the summit of Mount Fangyun, where the gathering was still underway. He had no interest in this level of martial arts, and he commanded the ancestors of the three factions of Mount Fangyun: "Arrange for the disciples I brought with me to be settled in, as for my own residence, you don't need to worry about it. Also, seal off Mount Fangyun as soon as possible."

  "The disciples of the Gui Sect will definitely make arrangements, and from today on, Fang Yunshan will also be completely sealed off. I think the ancestors of the other two sects will also cooperate... " Qiu Yunhe of the Xianyun Sect took the initiative to take charge of this matter.

  "That's good." The extremely poisonous demon nodded in satisfaction, his gaze finally falling on Ouyang Tiande's body before his figure flashed with a purple light and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

  After the old freak of the Yuan infant period left, several people present let out a sigh of relief. After a long time, Sun Lin used a secret technique to transmit his voice to Nan Ming: "When did Master follow us here? Didn't he stay in the sect?"

  The cold and distant gaze of Nan Ming was fixed on Sun Lin, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes. He didn't transmit any sound to reply to Sun Lin, but the answer was already very clear.

  "When did the Du Tian Fortress become the lair of the Poison Demon Sect? The last time they came to negotiate with us was still a Nascent Soul cultivator." The quiet wind elder of the Xian Yun Sect couldn't help but ask.

  Everyone present, except for a few people like Ouyang Tiande, also had such doubts.

  Night falls, a hundred miles away from Fengmen Iron Ridge Peak, in a hidden cave.

  In the pitch-black cave, two figures could be vaguely seen.

  "Wu Shidi, isn't it necessary to set up a seal here?" Zhang Heng asked somewhat hesitantly.

  Wu Ling said calmly: "No need, doing so would only make things worse. This hidden place is hard to be found by people."

  "What kind of person is that purple-robed middle-aged man? He actually has such astonishing magical powers." Zhang Heng asked with a tone of uncertainty, recalling the scene from earlier in the day.

  Wu Ling said: "I know this person very well. He is the only ancestor of the Poisonous Magic Sect, known as the Infinite Poison Demon, an old monster in the Yuan Ying period."

  "Primordial Infant?!" Although he had expected it earlier, when Zhang Heng truly heard the three words "Primordial Infant", he still felt shocked.

  "But when was Dugu Fort occupied by the Poison Demon Sect?" Zhang Heng asked.

  Wu Ling raised his head and gazed up at the dark cave ceiling, saying in a detached tone: "Do you remember what I told you before about how Tang Fangzhou died?"

  Zhang Heng suddenly realized: "He was poisoned to death... So, it can be said that the Duguang Fortress had been controlled by the Poison Demon Sect hundreds of years ago?"

  Wu Ling nodded and said: "That's right, hundreds of years ago, after the death of Zixi Sanren, the power of Du Tianbao had already begun to erode..."

  "Hmph, think back to the time when Zi Ji was still around, Wuji Duomeng was just a Dan-stage cultivator. Back then, the Poison Magic Sect wasn't as arrogant towards Dutiang Fortress yet?" Ou Ling's tone carried a hint of mockery.

  Zhang Heng said with some worry: "There is a highly toxic demon in the Yuanying period, and even if we can get the treasure from the cave, I'm afraid it will be taken away by them. Moreover, that old monster from Bixue Xiangyun Sect might come to join in on the fun at any time."

  Wu Ling smiled confidently: "You can rest assured, as long as we successfully obtain the treasure in the cave, we will definitely not have to worry about being taken away by those Yuan Ying period old monsters."

  Zhang Heng exclaimed in surprise: "Do you have some way?"

  Wu Ling smiled faintly and stretched out two fingers in the pitch-black cave towards Zhang Heng.

  "You actually have two ways?" This was completely beyond Zhang Heng's expectations.