"Poison Dragon Venerable?"
From Ming Ruo's tone, Shi Jian could hear the importance she attached to this person, yet she had never heard the name Poison Dragon Venerable before. If Cloud Pot Immortal Elder had little fame, then Poison Dragon Venerable had no fame at all, for Shi Jian at least knew that Cloud Pot Immortal Elder was a Rogue Cultivator with considerable cultivation. Among the dozen or so disciples of Cihang Zhai, Yun Yuan was the only one who knew of Poison Dragon Venerable.
Though ordinary in appearance, Yun Yuan was Cihang Zhai's most outstanding disciple and bore greater responsibilities than most. Thus, she had learned many seemingly useless spells from Ming Ruo and knew many things that appeared unnecessary to know.
Poison Dragon Venerable actually possessed an even more illustrious title in the mortal world: Golden Tent Imperial Preceptor.
The Golden Tent Imperial Preceptor held the most exalted status in the Xiongnu nation, without equal. Many of his commands could even override the Xiongnu king's royal decrees. For the Golden Tent Imperial Preceptor represented absolute authority in Xiongnu—the authority of the gods. Only absolute power could make a fierce people, who lived amid windblown sand, blood and fire, and wars fought from horseback, submit and revere him.
Poison Dragon Venerable was not some Rogue Cultivator who had accidentally comprehended a cultivation art or chanced upon techniques left behind by a cultivator. His sect had been Dongzhen Dao. Yet for some unknown reason, Poison Dragon Venerable had been expelled from Dongzhen Dao. Decades later, he returned, and with his formidable cultivation, slaughtered all three hundred-plus members of Dongzhen Dao. Dongzhen Dao, then at the height of its prosperity, vanished from the ranks of the world's mystical sects in a single day.
Dongzhen Dao's former might had not been inferior