Poison God: Whoever It Is, He Must Die!

Poison God: Whoever It Is, He Must Die!

Three minutes after Bai Ye left.

Deep within Serpent Valley, several figures slowly emerged.

Seeing that the depths of Serpent Valley had now been reduced to ruins, Poison God and Baidu Zi both changed expressions.

Clearly, a terrifying battle had just taken place here.

Their gazes immediately turned toward the ruins, where Bloodfiend Ancestor's corpse lay in a pool of blood, his eyes still filled with disbelief.

"Bloodfiend Ancestor is dead!"

Baidu Zi, who resembled a dwarf, revealed a trace of shock.

Bloodfiend Ancestor had not been weak. He was likely even slightly stronger than Baidu Zi himself. Within the Myriad Poisons Sect, only Poison God had been able to firmly suppress Bloodfiend Ancestor.

Yet now, Bloodfiend Ancestor had died here.

Poison God, master of the Myriad Poisons Sect, wore endless fury on his aged face, his entire body radiating boundless killing intent.

He had never imagined that a powerful elder would be killed on the territory of the Myriad Poisons Sect.

This was an utter humiliation!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At that moment, many disciples of the Myriad Poisons Sect arrived. At their head were several of Poison God's disciples: Qin Wuyan, Cheng Wuya, Fan Xiong, and Duan Rushan.

When they saw Bloodfiend Ancestor amid the ruins, their expressions changed as well. Their pupils contracted, and disbelief filled their faces.

"Elder Bloodfiend! It's Elder Bloodfiend!"

"How is this possible?! Who killed Elder Bloodfiend?!"

"Bastard! Such outrageous audacity, daring to kill one of our elders in the Myriad Poisons Sect!"

"..."

The disciples were utterly shocked.

This was one of the Myriad Poisons Sect's most powerful elders, yet he had died here?!

The four disciples of Poison God exchanged flickering looks.

"Master!"

"How did Elder Bloodfiend die here? Who did this?"

Qin Wuyan approached Poison God with a gloomy expression.

At his words, endless killing intent appeared on Poison God's aged face. "Whoever it is, anyone who dares kill one of my elders on Myriad Poisons Sect territory must pay with their life!"

"The battle here ended less than a quarter of an hour ago. That person has not gone far."

"Wuyan, immediately send people to seal off all of Serpent Valley and search it from top to bottom. Do not let that person escape."

Qin Wuyan's expression turned solemn. After answering, he departed with some of the disciples.

At the same time, Poison God's other disciples—Fan Xiong, Cheng Wuya, and Duan Rushan—also received orders to investigate Serpent Valley separately.

Once the members of the Myriad Poisons Sect had left, only Poison God and Baidu Zi remained.

Baidu Zi's expression was cold as he stared at Bloodfiend Ancestor's corpse. The body had been pierced through by countless strands of Bloodfiend Sword Qi, while the final fatal blow had struck directly through the heart.

The entire heart had been shredded.

That had been the final blow that killed Bloodfiend Ancestor.

But that was not the most important part. The most important thing was that Bloodfiend Ancestor's corpse was highly unusual.

His entire body had withered, his blood energy faint, as if all the blood energy in his body had been drained dry.

Such a technique seemed to be Bloodfiend Ancestor's own Blood Absorption Art?!

"His body has withered and his blood energy has been drained dry. Could this be Bloodfiend Ancestor's own Blood Absorption Art?"

Baidu Zi asked, a trace of confusion on his face.

"No!"

"Bloodfiend Ancestor's Blood Absorption Art was not this domineering. It was clearly a sharp sword that pierced his body and used an extremely domineering, sinister force to drain Bloodfiend Old Monster's blood dry."

Poison God's eyes glinted coldly as he stared at Bloodfiend Ancestor's corpse. "It was a Demonic Sword. Someone used that Demonic Sword to drain Bloodfiend Old Monster's blood."

"A Demonic Sword? Could it have been someone from our Demonic Cult?"

Baidu Zi's expression changed again.

"Using a Demonic Sword does not necessarily mean they are from our Demonic Cult!"

A faint eerie glow flickered in Poison God's eyes.

A terrifying aura radiated from Poison God's body. He was like an awakened lion, his might pressing down upon all beneath heaven.

He knew very well.

The person who had killed Bloodfiend Ancestor this time was absolutely the same person who had killed Old Monster Duanmu five years ago.

It was absolutely unwise to simply conclude that the killer was someone from their Demonic Cult.

First Old Monster Duanmu had been killed, and now Bloodfiend Ancestor.

Whoever that person was, they had already formed a blood feud with the Myriad Poisons Sect.

More importantly, the Myriad Poisons Sect had first lost Old Monster Duanmu, and now Bloodfiend Ancestor was dead as well. Half of the Myriad Poisons Sect's high-level combat strength had been lost.

The Myriad Poisons Sect had suffered grievous damage to its strength!

Without Old Monster Duanmu and Bloodfiend Ancestor, those two major fighting forces, their plan concerning the Qingyun Sect would likely be affected.

"Sect Leader, Bloodfiend Ancestor is dead. How should we proceed with our plan for the Qingyun Sect?"

Clearly, Baidu Zi had thought of this issue as well.

The dead held no value!

Bloodfiend Ancestor was dead, but their Demonic Cult's plan still had to continue.

"Hmph!"

"The plan will proceed as usual. At worst, we will let them take the lead."

Poison God snorted coldly.

Baidu Zi instantly understood Poison God's meaning. Clearly, they could no longer occupy the position of leader of the Demonic Cult.

Since they could not hold it, they would give it to the Ghost King Sect, Joyful Union Sect, and Longevity Hall.

They could also preserve some of their strength.

At this stage, that was the best way to maximize their benefits.

"Could Bloodfiend Ancestor's death be connected to those few people?" Baidu Zi considered a possibility.

"Whether it was them or not, the most important thing now is to find the person who killed Bloodfiend Ancestor. He definitely has not gone far."

After pondering for a moment, a chill flashed through Poison God's eyes.

"Very well. This time, I will personally lead the team. I will never let that person escape."

Baidu Zi grinned savagely, a bloodthirsty look appearing on his face.

Poison God gave Baidu Zi a deep look. Naturally, he knew that Baidu Zi had his eye on the Demonic Sword, but he said nothing.

As long as they could kill that person, a mere sword was nothing.

Poison God's assumption was not wrong. Bai Ye had indeed not escaped Serpent Valley.

Although Bai Ye had not been injured in his battle with Bloodfiend Ancestor, his spiritual energy had been greatly depleted. There were many Myriad Poisons Sect guards throughout Serpent Valley. If he rashly tried to force his way out, he would certainly draw the attention of many Myriad Poisons Sect experts.

What Bai Ye needed to do now—

Was to rest and recover first, restoring his strength to its peak.

Otherwise, if he encountered the two Myriad Poisons Sect experts, Poison God and Baidu Zi, his life would be in danger.

With that thought, a strange light flashed in Bai Ye's eyes. He found a hidden place and began restoring his strength.