Chapter 170: Chapter 166: Ten Thousand Poison Sect

“Then what should we do now? Or, what kind of deployment arrangements do you have? If Xiong Shier keeps hiding in the Forbidden Land, do we just stay here guarding indefinitely?”

Wang Wu asked again.

Moreover, he felt that Xiong Shiliu must have a detailed deployment plan and roughly a way to locate Xiong Shier. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been so calm and unhurried these past days.

At this moment, Yuan Bupu gave Wang Wu an approving glance, finding this little bear cub more and more pleasing to the eye.

“Shiliu has a bloodline secret technique that can roughly sense Xiong Shier’s position, confirming that it indeed hides in the Forbidden Land. But Xiong Shier is quite wary of us, and it also possesses this secret technique, allowing it to similarly sense Shiliu’s approximate location.”

“Therefore, our plan is to split into two teams. Shiliu will lead Bu Er and Niu Xiaocao back to the Forbidden Land to drive it out. We will stay here, ready to capture it in one go, as this is the only entry and exit point of the Forbidden Land.”

“Then, won’t Xiong Shier think of the possibility of this plan?” Wang Wu nodded; this was indeed a viable approach, though Xiong Shier was unlikely to be so foolish.

“Naturally, Xiong Shier can guess it, even anticipate that we’ve found help. But both I and Shiliu suspect that it suddenly left the team at this particular time for a reason, and it will be more anxious than us, thus likely to take risks.”

“Frankly, soon after discovering Xiong Shier had left the team, Shiliu sensed it hurriedly leaving the Forbidden Land. Instead, we intercepted it before it could leave. These days, Bu Er and we have taken turns going out as sentinels, actually guarding the only way out of the Forbidden Land.”

Wang Wu immediately thought of that large chain, indeed, without some skill, it’s truly hard to leave.

“Alright! I understand.”

“Very well!”

Yuan Bupu nodded to Xiong Shiliu, who did not delay and returned along the original route with Wolf Bu’er and Niu Xiaocao.

At this time, Yuan Bupu spoke again: “We also need to lie dormant around here. Next, if Xiong Shier appears, Wang Wu, I’ll intercept it, and you seize the opportunity to overturn it with your Companion Demon Vine. Don’t worry about killing it; this guy has thick skin.”

After speaking, Yuan Bupu couldn’t help but sigh, genuinely unable to understand how friends who grew up together, bearing the responsibility of the Demon Race’s rise, not inseparable, but frequently companions, suddenly defected.

At this moment, Little Wild Boar directly vibrated the ground with its iron snout, causing the soil within a radius of over a dozen meters to vibrate violently, turning it into a quicksand state. It naturally sank into it, descending forty to fifty meters deep, a rather safe concealment method, avoiding most detection methods.

Old Niu, on the other hand, routinely pulled out piles of cow dung, covering its entire body with growing vines. These vines have undoubtedly advanced, now presenting a perfect desert gray rather than grass green.

Even from a distance, Wang Wu’s Level 15 Danger Perception may not discern it.

As for Yuan Bupu, its lurking method was simpler, shaking its fur like a cloak, squatting like a rock, neither good nor bad, but avoiding distant detection was achievable.

And Wang Wu had no issues at all. This was personally experienced by Yuan Bupu and Old Niu more than a month ago, nightmare-like; none of them, from Xiong Shiliu to Little Wild Boar, even Wolf Bu’er could detect him.

If not for this, these three, proud as they were, would not have patiently conversed with Wang Wu.

Next was the time to wait. Wang Wu lay dormant while practicing the Inner Breathing Technique, circulating Qi and Blood Circulation; such activities were cultivation for him.

It also aided in further refining the three Vitality Clouds, like three cities, not completed upon construction, requiring constant updates inside and outside, various fine-tuning, occasionally full-scale Qi and blood runs, like drills, to spot and rectify problems.

Overall, quite commendable.

Wang Wu even felt that if he used this state to refine Profound Iron, the results would be decidedly better.

Unfortunately, time never permitted, external conditions not allowing.

Thus, from day to night, night to daybreak, Wang Wu’s Level 15 Danger Perception suddenly detected slight changes, instantly alerting him.

Followed by the rock cliff suddenly swirling like water waves, then a round object appeared.

“Bupu! It’s me!”

Brief words quickly sounded, making Wang Wu slightly startled, almost thinking Xiong Shiliu had returned, as the words carried a faint Seductive Heart effect.

But it wasn’t easy to fool Yuan Bupu on the opposite side, too familiar with one another, immediately it roared furiously, transforming into a giant ape over a hundred meters tall, its palms like Heaven-Flipping Seals, mercilessly smashing down on the round object.

Almost at the same time, the suspected Xiong Shier object also let out a low roar, flashing blood-colored, transforming into a huge bear over fifty meters tall, during the charging moment, proficiently tossed a Golden Immobilization Talisman.

Instantly, the golden light flashed, immobilizing Yuan Bupu on the spot, but the next second, Yuan Bupu’s body erupted in golden light, presumably activating some secret technique, overcoming the immobilization effect.

Though still late by fractions of a second, directly knocked over by the giant bear’s charge.

However, at that moment, Wang Wu’s Companion Demon Vine activated, a sinister, massive yet extremely agile Demon Vine Tentacle shot out like a Poisonous Dragon, its barbs gleamed coldly, crossing a hundred meters to clutch one of the giant bear’s hind legs.

Immediately, the barbs sprung up, piercing, yet hard to penetrate, but this didn’t matter.

Because simultaneously, countless smaller, more agile, finer than hair Demon Vines rapidly grew, rushing toward various openings…

Wang Wu didn’t plan to hold back this time, because since the opponent was of the same level as Yuan Bupu, its health and negative resistance wouldn’t be weak, so it couldn’t be poisoned to death in a short time.

Then, there was nothing more.

The Poisonous Dragon emerged, and the battle was resolved in just two seconds.

Just like what happened to Yuan Bupu that day.

No matter how many divine techniques this giant bear had, it couldn’t withstand such a despicable and vile ambush. The next moment, it was rolling on the ground, screaming miserably, bleeding from all seven orifices, and little green grass was sprouting from its body.

At the same time, its vitality was being rapidly stolen.

Wang Wu, caught off guard, actually let the Companion Demon Vine steal 3000 points of vitality.

Frightened, he hastily retracted the Companion Demon Vine. How could he explain if it died directly?

Fortunately, Xiong Shiliu appeared in time, directly fed it three antidote pills, and then unleashed various techniques, barely stabilizing the situation. Otherwise, Wang Wu was really worried that Xiong Shier would be poisoned to death in a dozen seconds.

“Alright, the problem is solved. We shouldn’t stay here for long, let’s quickly retreat to the Forbidden Land.”

Yuan Bupu chuckled, feeling very relaxed.

But in the next second, without any warning, a black Great Banner—no, some kind of eerie object resembling a Soul Summoning Banner—descended from the sky, landing right in the center of Wang Wu and the others.

Immediately, thousands of strange gray human figures burst out of this black Soul Summoning Banner, howling and weeping, yet bound by some force, they formed a large circle, enclosing them completely, even blocking the way back to the Forbidden Land.

Among them, a few gray figures took advantage of the opportunity to seize the severely injured Xiong Shier and took him out of there.

“Everyone, do not act rashly. This is the Soul-devouring Banner, which can confuse your consciousness and lead you into an Illusion Realm! Quickly take the antidote pill, I will attempt to break the formation!”

Xiong Shiliu shouted sternly, his tone urgent.

But before he could act, a loud laugh was heard coming from afar.

“Xiong Shier, you’ve done well, you shall be rewarded.”

Outside the gray circle, the originally void air faintly showed fluctuations, as a gray figure rapidly approached.

Unexpectedly, it was a Human Race cultivator!

He was a man about forty or fifty years old, quite thin, with a handlebar mustache, and squinting eyes like a poisonous snake.

On his back was a signature black gourd, resembling the duo Wang Wu had encountered before.

“Scum from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect! Xiong Shier, you’ve actually defected to the Ten Thousand Poison Sect!”

Yuan Bupu couldn’t help but curse aloud, while Wang Wu was shocked inside. My goodness, how unlucky! He didn’t dare to mess with the Five Poison Spiritual Qi of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect either.

Outside the gray circle, Xiong Shier did not respond, just lay on the ground like a docile old dog, looking extremely fatigued, clearly a result of having too much vitality drained.

The cultivator from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect took a bizarre long needle, quickly stabbed Xiong Shier’s back dozens of times, and within mere seconds, Xiong Shier was vomiting and defecating excessively, ejecting countless filth.

“Oh? There’s actually a master skilled in mixing toxins here, interesting, interesting. My luck is quite good today, it seems that cultivating the Three Poison Spiritual Qi is just around the corner.”

The cultivator from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect glanced around and settled his gaze on Xiong Shiliu.

Because in his eyes, there were only five Little Demons here, and with the information Xiong Shier had provided before, naturally, he focused on the seemingly most ordinary, plain little fat bear.

“Tsk tsk, Ancient Blood prodigy, future West Wilderness Demon Emperor, come, let this old man see your skills! Qi Ling!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the cultivator from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect swiftly chanted an incantation. Immediately, wails and cries surged from all around, and gray clouds rose, resembling the Underworld Hell.

Among them, one could see gray human figures, wailing in despair and begging, as if they had perished after endless torment.

These gray figures, akin to Resentful Spirits, swarmed forward densely, extremely terrifying.

“Boom!”

A fireball suddenly erupted, spreading a vast sea of flames, sweeping through the gray circle, instantly dispersing most of the gray clouds, and causing the Resentful Spirit-like gray figures to scream in greater agony, yet not daring to approach.

Because as soon as they were touched by the sea of fire, they would fade into ashes.

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