Chapter Eleven: Valley of Venomous Snakes

  "Lu Shi Mei, are you alright?!" The speaker was Li Xun, who had been paying close attention to Lu Xue Qi's every move along the way.

  Lu Xueqi gave him a glance, her frosty face expressionless, but this was only on the surface. If Li Xun had dared to take another look at her, he would have easily discovered that amidst Lu Xueqi's cold gaze, there were several parts of anger. Her thoughts being constantly spied upon by someone who only knew how to launch sneak attacks from behind was unbearable for anyone.

  The distant swallow suddenly cried out again, and her pale face began to retch continuously.

  This is already the depths of the Valley of Venomous Snakes, and the valley in front is the main hall of the Gate of Ten Thousand Poisons. Originally shrouded in a poisonous haze, the valley was looted by the beast demons, and the venomous snakes that produced the toxic gas also disappeared. The seven people naturally didn't need to worry about being injured by the toxic fog.

  Seven people jumped over the huge white stone in front of them one after another, and the Snake Valley presented itself before their eyes. The originally deep valley bottom was almost filled with countless corpses, with both humans and beasts, but there were more dead humans than beast demons. The bloody and putrid air rushed to the sky, almost suffocating people.

  Ahead, a fairly large building must be the Wan Du Men General Hall. However, as one goes deeper inside, there are more and more corpses piled up. To enter from the ground floor, one has to step on these smelly corpses.

  Swallows still chirp, where would they dare tread on a dead man's body.

  The other six people also furrowed their brows, Fa Xiang and Fa Shan lightly recited Buddhist scriptures to help the wrongly killed souls ascend, everyone had a sorrowful heart, only Lu Xueqi looked at the corpses piled up like mountains and frost, her face didn't change in the slightest, she was worried about something, that person's life and death were more important than these countless corpses in her heart, only he was the most important.

  Xiao Yizai, Lin Jingyu, Faxiang, Fashan, Yan Hong, and also Li Xun, who doesn't understand her mood at this moment?

  Everyone took out their own flying treasures and flew towards the main hall of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

  In the courtyard, there were several corpses of gigantic beast demons, some of which even exceeded the height of the house. Seeing such enormous monsters for the first time, a few people couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. If all the beast demons were this huge, who could possibly calm them down? And how powerful would the Beast King be if he could control such strength?

  Yan Hong suddenly shouted: "This, this is San Miao, and also the blood-sucking old demon, Bai Du Zi is also here..."

  Following Yan Hong's pointing, the faces lying in the hall were indeed the backbone of the Wan Du Men, and San Miao Furen of the He Huan Pai was among them, with extremely miserable deaths.

  The Dharma is good, the Dharma is similar, and the knife is not cut off, and the Buddha's mantra is recited.

  The main forces of the Demon Sect are all concentrated in this small courtyard, why can't I see him, even if it's a corpse?

  Lu Xueqi only felt a chill run down her spine, and with that glimmer of hope, she was the first to rush into the inner hall. To her surprise, it was decorated like a mourning hall, with a newly engraved spirit tablet in the center, inscribed with "The Spirit Tablet of the Deceased Poison God". Everyone else was shocked, but to Lu Xueqi, it seemed like ordinary decorations.

  Her face was somewhat pale as she searched the faces in the mourning hall, each one making her face whiter, as if nauseous and unbearable, but more so afraid. This person who wasn't afraid of the black water snake under the dead spirit's abyss, what is she afraid of now?

  "The main force of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect has been defeated, and even the three Miao ladies of the Huanhuan Sect have not escaped. Many people from the Guiwang Sect have also died. It's clear that the Demon Cult has been completely annihilated!" Li Xun walked in with Lu Xueqi, saying this as he spoke, in his opinion, the more thoroughly the Demon Cult was destroyed, the better, and if that ghostly Ji Lian was among them, it would be a blessing from heaven.

  As soon as these words came out, Lu Xueqi's body shook violently, and her vision went black for a moment, almost fainting. Li Xun was paying close attention to Lu Xueqi's movements and immediately reached out to support her, but Lu Xueqi had a stubborn personality and disliked Li Xun extremely. She suddenly stumbled backwards, shaking off his hand, and forcibly calmed herself down, with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

  "I don't think so!" Behind them, Lin Jingyu and Fa Xiang followed, and the two of them re-examined the people in the spiritual hall. Lin Jingyu said again, "There is no Qin Wuyan, let alone Gui Wang Jinping'er, with their cultivation level, it's not difficult to escape at all. In short, there are many suspicious and mysterious places in this!"

  Lu Xueqi's icy expression on her face slightly eased up a bit.

  Li Xun said, "Lin Shidi can understand that when a beast demon eats a person, it often swallows the bones along with the flesh. Especially for those who have slightly higher cultivation levels, after several rounds of intense struggle, they provoke the beast demon's ferocity to the point where it wants to tear them into pieces and swallow them whole. In that case, what remains of their body would be left behind?"

  Everyone was shocked to hear this, and Li Xun's words were not unreasonable. They looked at each other in silence, unable to say a word. Secretly, they blamed Li Xun for being too affirmative. As the saying goes, "don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face." He wasn't unaware of the relationship between Lu Xueqi and Gui Wangzong, the evil king. Wasn't this intentional to strike at Lu Xueqi?

  Lu Xueqi was almost desperate and couldn't believe what was happening in front of her eyes.

  "No, I don't believe that no one can survive here. This is the main altar of the Wan Du Men, and this spirit hall is a very important place. There must be some secret passage or something, maybe... maybe..." Lu Xueqi's words trailed off, her voice gradually calming down until it was almost inaudible.

  After all, it was just her guess, and being able to come out alive from the Beast King's hands, not even those rumors had heard anyone say.

  Just then, Xiao Yi suddenly said behind him, "Someone is coming, hide quickly."

  Everyone is a master, it seems. Indeed, more than 100 meters away, two people are walking towards this general altar, one extremely yin and the other extremely yang. Their breathing is thick, surprisingly, they are two unworldly masters. Not daring to be slow, they hastily hide in the corners, afraid of startling the snake by cutting the grass. Let's see who these people are before speaking.

  Far away.

  Jin Ping'er's foot stepped on the white stone, her face extremely gloomy. In her life, she had killed countless people, but she had never seen such a brutal scene. The corpses piled up like mountains, almost filling the entire valley. The bloody atmosphere nearly suffocated her. Along the way, she saw many tragic deaths of He Huan Pai disciples.

  "Could it be that even Mrs. has not escaped this calamity?" She thought to herself as Zhang Yufan had already caught up from behind.

  "Ah, I'm telling you, Miao Miao, where have you brought me? This is actually the Valley of Venomous Snakes! It's probably a hundred times worse than the legendary Shura Hell! Zhang Yu Fan had just entered this world and although he knew about some bloody and frightening things, he had never seen them with his own eyes. Before, he thought that someone who could crazily kill people would be the greatest hero, but isn't the Beast King exactly that kind of person? But who would worship him? The only thing left behind by such a great hero is this mountain of corpses, slowly rotting and emitting a foul odor, eventually turning into white bones. Is this person a hero or a demon?"

  Jin Ping'er didn't get angry because Zhang Youfang called him like that, on the contrary, this voice was as if Gu Lian was whispering softly in his ear, so affectionate and enchanting.

  "Shut up, or I'll chop you down with one slash!" Jin Ping'er gazed out at the increasingly numerous corpses in front of her, including those from the Wan Du Men and the Gui Wang Zong as well as the He Huan Pai. Human bodies were piled together with beastly demon corpses, their brightly colored clothes a clear indication that they belonged to the He Huan Pai. Even the wife's personal maidservants were among them. Jin Ping'er felt anxious, wanting to rush into the main hall immediately to see what was happening. However, Zhang Yu Fan had been vomiting nonstop along the way, and this big man wasn't even as capable as she, a small woman.

  "Hey, Miao Miao, you're really something else. Looking at these corpses and smelling this stench, you don't even feel a bit nauseous? I've got to admit, I'm impressed!"

  They were talking here, and someone in the mourning hall had already heard Jin Bao'er's voice, who was Yan Hong.

  "Shixiong has come, it's Jinpinger, but the other one I don't know!" Yanhong whispered to Li Xun, who was hiding not far from Lu Xueqi. Although her voice was very small, everyone here had extremely high cultivation and could hear clearly.

  They were secretly guessing on this side why Jinping would come here, while Lu Xueqi frowned, the figure of that man appeared in front of her eyes, was it him? This voice was clearly Xiao Fan's, and fortunately he was still there.

  Just as he was thinking, a purple awn appeared outside the spiritual hall in an instant. Jin Ping'er cautiously checked around the courtyard and found nothing unusual, then beckoned to the distance. Zhang Yu Fan, with his toes tapping on the corpse, quickly flew over, not because he didn't want to come and explore, but because his internal injury had not healed yet, and taking one less step was a big deal.

  His kung fu moves were like a dragonfly touching water, and everyone who saw them was shocked. It's unbelievable that there is such an amazing kung fu move in the world. Who knows where "Ghostly" learned this wonderful technique? This person's fate is really strange and shocking, starting from being ordinary to suddenly becoming famous, then experiencing great danger.

  Lu Xueqi's face was as calm as frost, showing no joy, worry, surprise or madness. Instead, there was more confusion and puzzlement. Could this person not be Xiao Fan, but rather Zhang Dafan, who had secretly climbed the small bamboo peak? Was it possible that he and Jinpinger were actually demons of the demonic cult?

  "Cough, cough" Zhang Yu Fan coughed twice, feeling somewhat disheartened. Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, he furrowed his brow again, feeling the horror of this disaster. He thought back to what Zhou Yi Xian had told him - that he had come for the Heavenly Fire, but what was the Heavenly Fire? No one knew, it was just a legend from the Nanjiang Witch Tribe. If the people here could have solved the problem, why would he need to cross over into this world? Was this disaster really more terrifying than the Beast Disaster? How many more corpses would be scattered all over the ground in the end? "Heh, heh" He suddenly let out a dry laugh: "I hope that old man was lying, just trying to swindle some money!"

  He muttered to himself, but Jin Bao'er's body shook violently, almost fainting, and exclaimed: "Madam, Madam is really there, she didn't escape this disaster..." After speaking, he fell to the ground with a thud.

  Zhang Yu Fan wouldn't normally care about the Three Miao's wife, but since she was said to be the leader of the Huixiang Sect, he should take a look. He saw that outside the mourning hall, in a quiet place, lay a middle-aged woman wearing a large red dress. If it weren't for her tragic expression, one could still see that her charm wasn't much inferior to Jinping'er's. Even the leader of the Huixiang Sect hadn't escaped the clutches of the Beast King, which was a testament to his cunning.

  Jin Ping'er slowly approached San Miao Furen, while Li Xun and Yan Hong had already secretly grasped their magical treasures, waiting for the right moment to chop her into several pieces and avenge the humiliation of burning Xiang Gu.

  On the other hand, Lu Xueqi found that the person who came was Zhang Dafan, who had secretly invaded Xiao Zhufeng on that day. She felt both disappointed and impulsive in her heart, and she wished to cut down this frivolous fellow with a sword immediately.

  Zhang Yufan gradually approached the mourning hall, without feeling the killing intent that permeated the surroundings.