The Poison Demon's Origins

Yi Yun did not doubt the Poison Demon's explanation. Before it developed consciousness, it had no awareness and therefore did not know who the two sides in the battle were.

Yi Yun looked at the Poison Demon and said, "So, you also absorbed the power from that skeleton?"

In reality, although the Poison Demon was derived from the Great Poison Technique, it had little to do with that supreme being. After all, those poisons had been refined by divine fire and absorbed the essence of heaven and earth and the power from the bones of that powerful being over hundreds of millions of years, so they had already undergone a transformation.

Even the person who used the Great Poison Technique probably didn't expect that the poison he used would develop sentience millions of years later; this required a series of coincidences.

The black tiger nodded. After such a long time, the ashes in the earthenware jar had dissolved, and some of their power had flowed into the Poison Demon's body, giving the Poison Demon a trace of Yin and evil aura.

"Then you truly deserve the title of 'insidious'." Yi Yun smiled, and with a flick of his hand, he put away the Ashes Jar; it might have been a magical artifact used by that powerful figure in his lifetime.

"Hey, what are you planning to do with me?"

Having revealed all its secrets, the big black tiger was deflated. It drooped its head, looking listless. It was enough that even Ling Xie'er could easily destroy it, let alone Yi Yun in front of it.

Yi Yun stroked his chin. In the eyes of righteous people, this Poison Demon was an utterly evil creature, but he didn't care. He said, "If you are willing to work for me, I can train you, but you must sign a contract with me."

Yi Yun still didn't want to destroy the Poison Demon before him. Its ability to develop sentience already proved its extraordinary nature. Moreover, the formation of such a divine creature takes at least hundreds of millions of years and countless coincidences. Such a difficult formation process would be a real pity if it were destroyed.

"Sign a contract? What's the content?" The Poison Demon was cautious. Although it was afraid of death, it was unwilling to sign a contract that would hand over its Divine Soul to the other party's control, which would be no different from being a puppet.

"It's very simple. Just don't betray me. You will serve me for ten thousand years, and then it's up to you whether you stay or leave."

Unlike Ling Xie'er, Yi Yun completely trusts Ling Xie'er, but he does not trust the Poison Demon Yi Yun.

"Ten thousand years?" The Poison Demon's eyes lit up. For Poison Demon with such a long lifespan, ten thousand years was nothing. Moreover, it only meant that he couldn't betray the contract; his consciousness Divine Soul were still autonomous and not under his control. The terms of the contract were also quite lenient.

The Poison Demon gritted his teeth and said, "I accept."

"Good!"

Yi Yun immediately created a soul imprint, which fell into the Poison Demon's soul sea. The Poison Demon did not resist and willingly accepted it.

Yi Yun was already proficient in alchemy, and having obtained the <Dragon Emperor Art>, he needed to gather materials to refine pills. With the Poison Demon around, he might receive unexpected help.

At this moment, the many disciples of Myriad Gods Ridge were still waiting for news from the Myriad Gods Ancestor, but the node in the sky remained calm, and no one returned.

Many people are also paying attention to the Kanglong Ding, but unfortunately their senses cannot penetrate it, so they are completely unaware of what is happening inside.

"It's been half an hour already. I wonder how Uncle Cang Wu is doing inside."

People wondered why Cang Wu had been inside for so long; logically, he should have dealt with Yi Yun long ago.

An elder from the Song Family said, "Cang Wu may have already killed Yi Yun and is now researching the Kanglong Ding. We don't know how it will turn out. Although I don't think Cang Wu can refine the Kanglong Ding, at least he can obtain the opportunities within Kanglong Ding, which is enviable."

The old man chuckled. Although the benefits wouldn't go to the Song Family, killing Yi Yun was a way to vent Song Family anger.

Just as the old man finished speaking, the Kanglong Ding slightly, and something was ejected from it.

Upon closer inspection, people realized it was a corpse, covered in blood, a gruesome sight.

"Is it that little beast's corpse?"

The old man from the Song Family was overjoyed, but when the body fell to the ground and he and the others went forward to take a look, their expressions froze completely.

Although the corpse was mangled and bloody, based on its body shape, clothing, and severely distorted expression, they could clearly identify that the body thrown out was Cang Wu!

"Uncle-Master Cang Wu!?"

"One of the Personal Disciple said in disbelief."

"Impossible... Uncle Cang Wu was killed? Who did it?"

People couldn't believe it; Yi Yun had only Dao Palace Fifth Layer before, while Cang Wu was at the late stage of the Venerable realm!

Even if Yi Yun obtains some opportunities within the Kanglong Ding and makes a breakthrough, it's still impossible for him to defeat a late-stage Venerable!

"Dead..."

The leader of the Myriad Gods scanned Cang Wu's corpse with his senses and found that even his heart was gone; he was completely dead.

This made his face ashen. Things had deteriorated to the point where they were in dire straits. The Myriad Gods Ancestor was being hunted down by that mysterious old man, Cang Wu had entered the cauldron to kill Yi Yun, only to be killed by Yi Yun instead.

"This kid has probably really refined the Dragon Emperor Sarira and swallowed and absorbed it!" the old woman said. She couldn't imagine how a junior like Yi Yun could refine the Dragon Emperor Sarira, which even the Myriad Gods Ancestor had difficulty refining, so easily, and then swallow it in such a short time.

"If Cang Wu is no match for him, does that mean most of us are no match for that kid?"

Many elders realized this; as elders who had lived for tens of thousands of years, the fact that their strength was inferior to Yi Yun's made them feel frustrated.

Compared to Yi Yun, they were not only Yi Yun, but also had shorter lifespans, Yi Yun, and were Yi Yun. This comparison was truly disheartening.

"Sect Leader, what should we do?"

One of the Personal Disciple asked, "There is a Yi Yun inside the Kanglong Ding, and there is another expert outside. They are now facing internal and external troubles, and their situation is extremely critical."

The leader of the Myriad Gods Sect was also powerless at this moment. He couldn't think of any solution. Just as he was about to speak, his body suddenly trembled, and his expression changed drastically!

At the same time, beside the leader of the Myriad Gods, the old woman was also trembling violently, holding her head in both hands, almost unable to stand.

"Sect Leader, Grandmaster, what's wrong?"

Everyone present panicked, and just then, the old woman screamed and fell to the ground. Her face was deathly pale, and her whole body was convulsing, as if she had an epileptic seizure.

The many disciples of Myriad Gods Ridge present were stunned. In the current situation, the Wanshenling Sect Leader and this old woman were the backbone of everyone. Now, the two of them seemed to have fallen ill at the same time, and no one knew the cause of their illness. Everyone panicked.