A saint …

The night gradually darkened, but Xiao Chen’s gaze gradually sharpened. According to his speculation, on the night he was born, at the same time as he was born with a natural phenomenon, a person appeared. This person killed without a trace, so there was not a single fatal wound left on those people’s bodies.

But why would he help his father with such a person? Who was he? What was his goal …

Everything that was happening now was hard to guess.

Xiao Chen took a deep breath. As expected, everything that happened back then was a mystery. Apart from the Ten Saints, there was another group of people who chased after his father. Who did the Ten Saints obey? And to whom did the other group obey?

Everything seemed to be trapped in a dense fog, and what exactly was everyone’s goal …

Three Corpse Demons, Three Corpse Demons …

“Uh …”

Xiao Chen covered his chest and let out a muffled snort. A trace of pallor flashed across his face. It seemed that he had disturbed the Three Corpse Demons during the day when he was condensing the Poison Pill as a cauldron.

Under the suppression of the Primordial Chaos Purple Qi, after a long time, the pallor on his face gradually faded away. He slowly took out the blood jade from his bosom. This jade was called Samsara, and it was given to him by his master back then …

In his mind, he had always kept such a memory, but the truth was not completely the same. This blood jade had been on his body from the beginning, but when Master saved him from the ancient village, he had taken it away. Could it be that Master had gone to investigate his own background later? Or did she always know …

Ancient Village …

In the past, I heard Martial Uncle Mei say that the ancient village had turned into ruins overnight. The entire village was enveloped by a surge of turbid demonic energy. Everyone had died, but I was the only one who was fine.

The turbid demonic energy was powerful. As long as one’s body was infected, even an adult male might not be able to last for a moment. Why was a newborn baby fine? Because he had the Three Corpse Demon in his body, he wasn’t afraid of the corrosion of the turbid demonic energy …

However, the turbid demonic energy of the ancient village shrouded him, and who did it? Where did the two people who brought him out of the Spirit Ruins Realm go now?

The fog seemed to be getting heavier and heavier …

…

On the other side of the Qin Mountains was an extremely vast wasteland, that is, the border between Yu Ding and the Snow Domain. Passing through this wasteland was the vast Snow Domain.

It was already deep into the night. Xiahou Jie and his master and disciple had already returned to the Snow Domain. Everyone was very quiet along the way. Xiahou Yu did not dare to ask any more questions. It was only now that he returned to the Snow Domain that he stopped and said, “Master, could it be that we … let that kid off just like that?”

Looking at his face, it was obvious that he was still very unwilling. Xiahou Jie also had a gloomy face and didn’t say anything. On the way back, he was thinking about what happened during the day. Who was that kid? That cold gaze and that cold voice seemed to be familiar. It was as if he had seen him somewhere before …

“Master!”

Seeing that Master didn’t say anything, Xiahou Yu pinched his fingers tightly and said unwillingly, “I think it’s probably just a coincidence that that kid can condense poison pills. Otherwise, we might as well turn back …”

“Shut up!”

Xiahou Jie glared at him coldly. Being glared at by his master, Xiahou Yu felt a chill behind him. He shrank his neck and retreated backwards. He no longer spoke, but his fingers were still tightly clenched. His eyes were also getting colder and colder. Originally, everything had been accomplished today. It was all caused by that kid …

“This person must not be provoked again until he has no other choice.”

Xiahou Jie took a deep breath and slowly said as he looked at the crescent moon that was gradually enveloped by dark clouds.

“Master …”

Xiahou Yu raised his head and looked at him unwillingly, but in the end, he did not say anything. He lowered his head silently, but at this moment, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

“Let’s go.”

Xiahou Jie leaned on the Scorpion Staff and continued forward. After walking for more than ten miles, the sky suddenly became cloudy and covered the moon. The surroundings became hazy. Only the snowy ground shone with a faint dim light.

Right at this moment, a dark wind blew over from nowhere. Xiahou Yu and the twenty plus disciples of the Poison Scorpion Hall were completely unaware of it, but Xiahou Jie immediately stopped. At this moment, he tightly held the Poison Scorpion Staff in his hand and his expression became very serious.

“Master?”

Seeing Master’s sudden nervousness, Xiahou Yu was puzzled. At this moment, the other twenty disciples of the Scorpion Hall also stopped and remained silent.

“Mm …”

Xiahou Jie stared into the distance and said in a low voice, “I suddenly remembered something that hasn’t been done during the day. Yu’er, take them back to the Poison Scorpion Hall first …”

“Master …”

Xiahou Yu was stunned for a moment, but seeing Master’s serious expression, he didn’t dare to ask any further. He only cupped his hands and immediately led the twenty plus disciples of the Scorpion Hall forward.

After a long time, the dark clouds in the sky slowly dissipated. The moonlight once again illuminated the surroundings. There was an unknown figure sitting on a stone not far away. However, looking at the black-robed man, he looked indescribably mysterious.

“Who are you …”

Xiahou Jie’s voice became somewhat low, and his expression was also extremely gloomy. The black gas from the Scorpion Staff in his hand shrouded him. In this cold night, it revealed a somewhat ferocious and terrifying expression.

“Haha …”

That person let out a strange sneer. From his voice, he could not tell who it was. “You must be very curious about who that kid is right now …”

“Right now, I want to know more about who Your Excellency is …”

Xiahou Jie’s gaze became colder and colder. The poisonous scorpion staff in his hand also became heavier and heavier. That person smiled coldly and said, “You will know who I am. It’s just that the grand Poisonous Saint of the past was defeated by a young boy today. If you want to say this … tsk tsk tsk tsk.”

At this moment, Xiahou Jie’s eyes turned exceptionally cold. He said coldly, “You’ve mistaken the wrong person …”

“Oh?”

That person smiled sinisterly. He suddenly jumped up from the stone and slowly arrived in front of him. He said sinisterly, “Am I mistaken? It’s still the position of the Seven Xia Hall’s Poison Scorpion Hall’s Hall Master for a long time, so he even forgot his original identity. Poison Saint, Zang Fengyun …”

At this moment, a cold light flashed in Xiahou Jie’s eyes as he coldly said, “I challenged the Poison Saint in the past, but in that competition, I lost to him. The two of us used different poison techniques. I’m sure Sir, you must be aware of this …”

“Haha …”

That person still sneered gloomily and said in a deep voice, “It’s fine if you admit it or not. I’m only here to tell you tonight. You were involved in the hunt for Xiao Zhufeng more than 40 years ago.”

Hearing this, Xiahou Jie’s entire body trembled, but very quickly, his expression returned to normal. He coldly said, “It was Zang Fengyun who chased after Xiao Zhufeng back then. He is already dead. He died under Xiao Zhufeng’s capture lock, and even his primordial spirit was unable to escape … Hmph!”

After saying that, Xiahou Jie coldly flicked his sleeves and continued to walk forward. He ignored the person behind him and walked about fifty to sixty feet away. Only then did the person behind him say, “The one who died at Xiao Zhufeng’s hands was not Tibetan Fengyun, but the Scorpion Hall Master, Xiahou Jie …”

This time, Xiahou Jie’s heart trembled. His expression changed drastically. He stopped, turned around, and coldly looked at him, “Who exactly are you?”

“Haha …”

“Who am I? The Poison Saint Society knows. But tonight, I want to tell the Poison Saint that life is the organization’s people, and death is the organization’s soul. If you want to leave the organization, there is only one end. Even your soul can’t enter reincarnation. That year’s Xiao Zhufeng was the best explanation.”

“You, you …”

Xiahou Jie’s face suddenly turned deathly pale. At this moment, a chill suddenly enveloped him from nowhere! They came silently and quietly like ghosts, as if they were right beside them, as if they had a pair of eyes …

“Who! Who is it!”

At this moment, for some reason, Xiahou Jie suddenly lost his mind. It was as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. He kept looking around. However, there was nothing around him. There was not a single person. Only a cold wind blew past, causing the swaying shadow of the tree in the snow to stir.

“Come out … come out! Who … who is it!”

Xiahou Jie’s face was pale. His eyes were gradually covered with blood. He looked around like a madman. However, there was no one, not even a trace of aura. However, there must be some kind of existence. Otherwise, he would not be afraid of this!

“Come out … who is it? Come out!”

Slowly, Xiahou Jie seemed to be on the verge of going crazy. The person from before was standing not far away from him and sneered, “Haha, hahaha …”

“Come out … come out!”

Xiahou Jie was already in a state of extreme panic. He tightly held the Scorpion Staff in his hand, but in the next moment, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. It was as if even the wind had stopped, and there was no sound left. It was like the darkness before dawn. Only deep, quiet, but in the next moment …

“Feng Yun, you should be back …”

Just as everything was silent, a faint male voice sounded in the darkness not far away. Xiahou Jie’s entire body trembled. His face was as pale as paper, and his body was trembling continuously. This voice, this voice was …

Slowly, a figure slowly walked out of the darkness. He was wearing a black battle robe. Under the hazy night sky, he couldn’t see the face under the battle robe clearly. However, the two cold eyes made Xiahou Jie feel suffocated. He finally remembered. At this moment, he finally remembered!

On the way back just now, he had been thinking about where he had seen that brat’s eyes and voice before. That’s right … That’s right!

It was the cold look in his eyes and the cold voice under his battle robe! Exactly the same, exactly the same!

“Clang!” The scorpion staff that Xiahou Jie had been holding tightly finally landed in the snow. Then, with a “putong” sound, he knelt down towards the figure and said, “Lord … Lord!”