Killing at the Doorstep

"Has the Ghost King really not come?" Sanmiao Fairy was startled by that distant glance from Luo Yunji. Whether she believed it or not was one thing, but the shock in her heart was real.

The Poison God remained silent for a moment, then shook his head.

It was understandable that Yuyangzi could not make it from the Wildlands Divine Temple, but for Sanmiao Fairy to be here while the Ghost King was absent was somewhat inexcusable.

Sanmiao Fairy's eyes darkened for a fleeting moment, her inner thoughts unreadable.

"I shall wait for him to come to the sect grounds!" The Poison God said coldly, watching Luo Yunji walk slowly toward them. Beneath his calm tone lay an irrepressible rage and killing intent.

The calm before a storm always leaves one feeling uneasy.

At present, Yan Hui was relying entirely on spiritual energy to hold on, which meant Luo Yunji was unable to cast the Rain Technique.

The mountain path was rugged, yet it could not hinder Luo Yunji's pace in the slightest. If not for his body's exhaustion, the depletion of his spiritual energy would have been no issue at all.

"Should we rest for a few days and wait until we've recovered before continuing to trouble the Myriad Poison Sect?" Yan Hui suggested in a low voice.

"The food you make is truly terrible. To avoid being tortured by you, I must finish things here quickly and head back to eat Tasty Things! I've been hungry for so long!"

Hearing Luo Yunji's complaint, Yan Hui closed his mouth, wanting to cry but having no tears!

The Myriad Poison Sect's headquarters was not built with the towering, pavilion-filled grandeur of the Azure Cloud Sect. Instead, it resembled a small town, lying quietly in a relatively safe spot within the