Looking at Wu Sandu and the other two's expressions, Wu Huatian's fists slowly clenched as a murderous intent rose in his heart.
But after a moment's hesitation, Wu Huatian's fists loosened.
They were in bad shape, but he still had to face them.
And if they fought to the death, he wasn't sure he could take them down.
Not to mention Feng Shuang, who was scheming and had many tricks up her sleeve.
"You three, go back and rest.
We'll talk about the Poison Sect later. "
After holding it in for a long time, Wu Huatian finally squeezed out a smile on his face and said in a somewhat stiff tone.
"Ha-ha, that's right.
As long as the few of us are alive and well, our Poison Sect will be able to flourish and flourish. "
Seeing Wu Huatian not making a move, Bai Jin laughed.
On the other hand, Old Ancestor Wu Sandu of the Great Evolution Poison Sect harrumphed and left with his disciples.
Looking at Wu Sandu's furious expression, it was clear that he was extremely angry because of today's events.
Following that, Bai Jin and Feng Shuang left with their men.
Wu Huatian was filled with hate as he watched the three's backs.
At this moment, they no longer had the humility and subservience from before.
Li Mo was in trouble.
In that case, the matter of them submitting to him before would also disappear!
"Return to the sect!"
Wu Huatian was so angry that his face turned ashen. He waved his hand and led the group of disciples toward the Purple Feather Poison Sect.
Wu Huatian was so angry he cursed the hundred Purple Feather Poison Sect disciples he brought with him. How could Wu Huatian not be angry?
The Purple Feather Poison Sect was on the verge of unifying the Poison Sect.
Wu Huatian was the one in charge of the Poison Sect. But who would've thought …
He was so close to success, when Li Mo ran into trouble.
Bai Jin and the rest feared Li Mo, not Wu Huatian.
How was he supposed to unify the Poison Sect now?
As for Li Mo, he entered the statue's hidden realm.
It was a grass hut with verdant hills and clear waters. Apart from the sound of running water, there was nothing but silence.
"After so many years, there's finally a good disciple."
While Li Mo was looking around, he heard a satisfied voice.
An old man walked out of the hut.
Li Mo's eyes narrowed, "Poison Ancestor!"
This ancestor was exactly the same as the first generation Poison Ancestor in the portrait outside.
However, wasn't that Poison Ancestor a person from ten thousand years ago?
Why would he appear here?
Thinking of this, Li Mo's divine sense probed Poison Ancestor's body and he frowned.
"Little fellow, your divine sense is not bad.
You've discovered me. That's right, I'm only a wisp of my consciousness left in this world.
But this ancestor also didn't expect that the Poison Sect's juniors are really in a slump.
After so many years, I've finally met a successor. "
As he spoke, the Poison Ancestor could not help but reveal a displeased expression.
Although he was only a wisp of consciousness, and this consciousness could only exist in this mystic realm.
If they went out, the first generation ancestor's consciousness might have already dissipated.
However, just like the ancestor of the Jiuli tribe, Jiuli, the consciousness also had its own thoughts.
No one would be able to take it if they were stuck here for so many years without being able to complete their mission.
But Li Mo could get in here.
He was clearly an elite disciple of the Poison Sect who passed the test he left outside.
Of course, not even the first generation Poison Ancestor could have imagined it.
To think that someone would take a shortcut and enter his mystic realm.
"Successor?"
Li Mo was baffled by Poison Ancestor's words.
"Of course."
The first generation Poison Ancestor's consciousness nodded with a warm smile. The first generation Poison Ancestor waved his hand.
A thick book similar to the one in the statue appeared in his hand. He stroked the book in his hand.
He asked Li Mo.
"What do you know about the Poison Dao?"
"Know?"
Li Mo was baffled. What the hell did he know about the Poison Dao?
It was all thanks to the Staff of Origin that he could enter.
'You think I passed the test fair and square to get in?'
So after a long time, Li Mo squeezed out the words, "Used to kill."
Recalling the experts of the Poison Dao he met in his past life, Li Mo felt this was the best way to describe their Poison Dao.
Of course, Li Mo felt this wasn't the answer the first generation Poison Ancestor, with his deep understanding of the Poison Dao, was looking for.
Li Mo was already thinking about the weapon spirit's origin, but the situation wasn't looking good.
He hurriedly opened the secret realm's gate and fled.
After all, who knew how much power the first generation Poison Ancestor had left?
Li Mo's simple answer left the first generation Poison Ancestor dumbfounded.
But then he laughed, "Ha-ha-ha!
They say the Grand Dao is simple. I didn't think a youngster like you would understand it to this level. Not bad! "
Saying this, the first generation Poison Ancestor sized Li Mo up.
"Every cultivation method's goal is to protect yourself.
Once you have the power to protect yourself, you start thinking about killing people.
The Poison Dao is the same. But because of its uniqueness.
An ordinary cultivation method can kill one, but a Poison Dao cultivation method can kill ten, or even a hundred! "
The first generation Poison Ancestor's eyes flashed with anger at this point.
"This is also the reason why other people call us cultivators who cultivate in the Dao of Poison as devils!
We all kill people, so why are Poison Dao cultivators demons?
"The Poison Dao can kill people, but it can also save people.
There are countless examples of experts using poison to save people. Who in this world remembers?
Who in the world made the rule that only Alchemists and doctors can save people? "
"Save people, demons …"
Li Mo didn't know why, but he was once very resistant to the Poison Dao.
But the first generation Poison Ancestor's words opened a new world for Li Mo, changing his perception.
That's right, could it be that cultivators who cultivate the Dao of Poison must be those heinous devils?
With the right Poison Dao, who said it couldn't save lives?
The Poison Dao was a double-edged sword. Its good or bad wasn't something one could control.
Only those cultivators who cultivated the Dao of Poison could decide whether or not to trade for the Dao of Poison.
Good people who used poison to save people were saints with boundless virtue.
Others who used poison to kill people were peerless demons.
"That is why I hope Poison Sect's juniors will use poison to kill, to kill those who deserve to die!
Even more so, to save those who deserve to be saved! "
The first generation Poison Ancestor's voice rang in Li Mo's ear. His words toppled Li Mo's understanding of the Poison Dao.
Li Mo bowed to the first generation Poison Ancestor.
"Disciple will bear this in mind!
Disciple will one day let the world know that the Poison Dao isn't just for evil! "
This was Li Mo's promise to the first generation Poison Ancestor. How could Li Mo not hear it?
The world's misunderstanding of the Poison Dao was a sore point for the first generation Poison Ancestor.
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