"There's still someone hiding here?"

Bai Junhao looked into the void and discovered a familiar figure walking towards him.

As one of the protectors of the Ming Cult, Zhu Chen had no goodwill towards these people, and he didn't retract a single bit of his power from his palms.

"Bang..."

Bai Junhao was seriously injured by this sudden attack, and his body staggered back several steps.

Su Xueqing channeled the little spiritual energy she had left, hoping to see if she could regain control of her body.

Unfortunately... she didn't have much spiritual energy left, and she couldn't even control her body.

Zhu Chen noticed that Su Xueqing was in freefall, and his body transformed into a beam of light, landing in front of her and firmly pulling her back.

When he channeled his spiritual energy into her body, he discovered that her internal organs were in complete chaos.

Fortunately, I arrived in time; otherwise, Su Xueqing might have died at this man's hands.

"We must not waste any more time. I will take you back to the Ming Cult for recuperation right away."

When Su Xueqing realized that Zhu Chen wanted to send her away, she shook her head nervously, "No, we...we'll take him with us."

Upon hearing Su Xueqing's words, Zhu Chen turned to look in Xiao Feng's direction and found that he had already fainted there.

He looked slightly nervous and pulled the person to Wu Hai's side.

"Sect Leader Wu Hai, this is their territory. We cannot linger here for too long. Why don't you send them back to the Ming Cult first?"

Seeing Zhu Chen's serious expression, Wu Hai knew perfectly well that he wanted to stay and clean up the mess for him.

He glanced at him, pondered for a moment, and said, "My strength is no less than yours, yet you dare to order me away?"

Zhu Chen looked somewhat embarrassed, but couldn't utter a single word.

This wasn't because he was wrong, but because he felt he had no face to let Wu Hai stay and clean up the mess.

Seeing Zhu Chen's expression, Wu Hai casually tossed Xiao Feng in front of him.

“Protect him well. If anything happens to my son, I will make all of you in the Ming Cult pay with your lives.”

He rarely encounters such a talented person, and he absolutely cannot let him go.

Zhu Chen understood the meaning behind Wu Hai's words and grabbed Xiao Feng, pulling him in front of him.

Beside him, Su Xueqing placed her hand on his meridians and breathed a sigh of relief: "Luckily, his life isn't in danger."

Seeing that they hadn't made a move, Wu Hai couldn't help but say to them, "Leave quickly, leave this to me."

In the air, Bai Junhao looked at Wu Hai, who was trying to cause him trouble, and his face looked extremely ugly.

"Bang..."

The two palms clashed, and not even a trace of poison gas spread.

Wu Hai squinted at Bai Junhao, then, as if remembering something, glanced at him and said, "If I remember correctly, you are the one who led the team to the Ming Cult?"

Not only could he discern Bai Junhao's identity, but Bai Junhao was also able to discern his identity as well.

"Judging from your mastery of poisons, you must be the Poison King."

The Ming Cult members do not possess such power; only the Poison Emperor has that potential.

Upon hearing him reveal his name, Wu Hai sneered, "That's right, I am the Poison King you speak of."

“We usually keep to ourselves and never interfere with each other. I have never led anyone to attack your Poison Sect. Your actions have really disappointed us.”

He was well aware that the Demonic Sect also had its own internal struggles, and if he had never attacked the Poison Sect, then the Poison Sect should not have bothered them.

Looking at Bai Junhao's smiling face, Wu Hai sneered, "You beat my son like this, and you still have the nerve to ask me why I hit you?"

When he learned that he had inexplicably offended the Poison Sect, his eyes widened suddenly as if he had realized something.

"Could it be... that what Bai Zhao said is true? Xiao Feng is you..."

"Indeed, the demonic art within Xiao Feng is my true inheritance."

He never expected that he would offend two sects in one fell swoop.

Bai Junhao knew that nothing he said would get rid of the person, so he stared intently at Wu Hai with a solemn expression.

If there is even the slightest mistake, Wu Hai could take his life.

Bai Junhao saw Wu Hai turn his gaze to him and took out the Flowing Light Sword.

"The Flowing Light Sword? You actually took his weapon?"

Bai Junhao snorted coldly, held the Flowing Light Sword in his hand and flicked it several times, creating several sword shadows.

Master Yuanyue and the other two sect leaders exchanged a glance, their faces filled with shock.

If even Bai Junhao is no match for them, then there's no point in them following behind.

At present, the two sides have not yet started fighting, and the three are observing from a distance.

Judging from their expressions, if Wu Hai showed even the slightest sign of defeating Bai Junhao, all three of them might leave.

Seeing that Wu Hai had already intercepted the group, Zhu Chen said to him, "Senior, be careful. I'll take them away right away."

Clearly, the Poison King had no interest in paying attention to them, and emerald green spiritual energy surged from his palms.

If Bai Junhao makes even the slightest mistake, it's possible that this green spiritual energy could spread.

"Bang..."

The two sides were evenly matched, and neither had the power to defeat the other.

Bai Junhao gritted his teeth, his eyes fixed on Wu Hai: "Why do you work for their Ming Cult? Do you know that you are also their opponents?"

When he heard these words, how could he not know that they were trying to persuade him?

He snorted coldly: "If you hadn't beaten my son into this state, I would never have laid a hand on them."

Clearly, Wu Hai is a vindictive person.

Since Xiao Feng has been beaten to this state, they must retaliate.

In the distance, Master Yuanyue squinted at their appearance, unable to make a choice.

"These two are extremely evenly matched. What should we do?"

Beside them, the sect leaders of Shenmengze and Qingyun Sect exchanged a glance and gritted their teeth: "Let's wait and see."

Now is the time to choose sides, and they can't do anything reckless.

"Bang..."

The two slapped each other several times in mid-air, only to find that neither had the ability to defeat the other.

Just as Bai Junhao was about to make a move, he discovered that the Flowing Light Sword in his hand had slipped out of his control.

"call out..."

They moved so fast that even the people next to them didn't notice.

Bai Junhao stared in shock at his empty right arm: "Ah..."

This Flowing Light Sword actually possessed the ability to protect its master, completely severing Bai Junhao's right hand.

In the distance, Master Yuanyue watched this scene unfold and quietly took several steps back.

"Gentlemen, it is clear that Master Bai is no match for that Poison King. My sect has other matters to attend to, so I will not stay here with you any longer."

The sect leader of Qingyun Sect and the sect leader of Shenmengze exchanged a glance and nodded, following behind Yuan Yue Zhenren.

Judging from their appearance, they didn't seem to care about the Liuhuoshan Manor and let the few of them fight back.

Without their help, Bai Junhao would be in a very difficult situation.