"Yun Shan, tell me-what should I do with you?"
The Jia Ma Empire, the Misty Cloud Sect.
Clad in black robes, Protector Wu stood respectfully off to one side. Another black-robed man stood in the middle of the great hall, while the man crushed beneath his pressure, unable to stand, was naturally the Misty Cloud Sect's Sect Master-Yun Shan.
The Black-Robed Man ground the cigarette butt in his hand directly against Yun Shan's hand, making Yun Shan's already heavily burdened body shudder violently.
"Esteemed Elder, I... I willingly accept punishment for offending you. I only ask that you spare my Misty Cloud Sect...!"
A dignified Dou Zong naturally had no reason to worry about a little burn-but Sun Buxiao had lit that cigarette with the Netherworld Poison Flame.
Yun Shan's arm swelled almost instantly, his veins bulging. His voice turned hoarse and strained, every word painfully difficult.
Sun Buxiao glanced at Protector Wu beside him.
Noticing Sun Buxiao's gaze, Protector Wu lowered his head, sweat pouring down his face. He offered no resistance whatsoever to Sun Buxiao's actions.
With a wet squelch, the Scorpion Tail appeared and pierced Yun Shan's shoulder. Rather than injecting poison, however, it caused Yun Shan's swollen arm
to return to normal, the discoloration in his veins rapidly fading as well.
"Hah... hah... ah, ah..."
Yun Shan lay sprawled on the floor, panting heavily. The process of poisoning and detoxification had clearly put him through agony worse than death.
He raised his head slightly and stared in utter terror at this horrifying man-the Heavenly Poison Gate's Sect Master and Hall of Souls Elder, Sun Buxiao...
Just a few years ago, this man had been a mere Dou Wang struggling to survive beneath his hand. Yet after all those years, Yun Shan's cultivation remained at One-Star Dou