The first Ten Thousand Poisons Sect outpost was only the beginning. Using the information he had tortured out of its disciples, Lu Feng destroyed several more locations in quick succession.
Having learned his lesson at the first outpost, he sneaked into the later ones and collected everything inside before unleashing a massacre.
The ores, jade, and other materials were not particularly precious, but they made up for it in quantity. If he found a chance to sell them, they would surely fetch a substantial sum.
The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect was not his only target for revenge. There was also that hulking Alligator Dragon General.
It was unthinkable. They had only met once, yet the general had been willing to plunge into danger just to hunt him down.
Had Lu Feng not been certain that he had never met the man before, he would have suspected that he had killed the general's father, creating a feud that could never coexist beneath the same sky.
Although the Five Directional Banners were now unusable, Deadwater's poison was far weaker than that of Hell and the Blood Sea. Even without this magic treasure's protection, Lu Feng could travel through it freely and unharmed.
Although no civil war had broken out in the True Dragon Territory, this was a remote frontier protected by Deadwater's natural barrier. Like the lands of the Abyss's Demon Race, the towns along his route had few powerful cultivators.
There were quite a few Daluo Golden Immortals, but Lu Feng never ventured deep into the territory, instead wreaking havoc along a route close to Deadwater.
Whenever the situation turned unfavorable, he plunged straight into Deadwater, leaving his pursuers helpless.
With Deadwater serving as a natural barrier, no one knew where he would emerge next. Despite the True Dragon Tribe's many