Slaying the Nine-Poison Scorpion Lord!

Once the poisonous mist dispersed, the Nine-Poison Scorpion Lord had already vanished into the depths of Black Miasma Ravine.

"Phew..."

Yan Tieyi let out a long breath, his face pale.

It was not only the injury to his arm, but also the expenditure of his essence, energy, and spirit in that battle.

To face an Mysterious Core Stage Demon Lord head-on—especially one as troublesome as a creature skilled in poison—and survive was already a stroke of great fortune.

That was also because the Nine-Poison Scorpion Lord had left a great deal of its attention on Yang Xiao.

He turned to look at Yang Xiao. Seeing the latter silently staring toward Black Miasma Ravine, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.

"There's no need to feel regret."

Thinking Yang Xiao was annoyed that he had allowed the Demon Lord to escape, he spoke in consolation. "With our realms, forcing back an Mysterious Core Realm Demon Lord is already something to be proud of. In the Demon-Slaying Battalion, it would be enough to serve as idle gossip for half a year."

"Once we return to the Qingzhou General Office, it won't be too late to gather more men and come back to encircle and exterminate it."

The surrounding Captains stared at the valley mouth shrouded in poisonous mist, too shocked to speak.

They had seen the battle just now clearly.

That had been an Mysterious Core Realm Demon Lord!

Yang Xiao, alone, had fought the Nine-Poison Scorpion Lord head-on and actually injured it?

Yang Xiao did not respond.

He merely hefted the Army-Breaking Spear and turned to walk toward Black Miasma Ravine once more.

Knowing Yang Xiao as he did, Yan Tieyi's expression changed drastically. He hurried forward and spread his arms.

"Wait! What are you doing?"

"I'll be back soon." Yang Xiao