The Ming Cult, atop the high platform.
A gaunt figure sat cross-legged on it, his face looking particularly ferocious.
The toxins in my body have begun to spread, and my spiritual power is simply insufficient to clear them out.
Seeing Xiao Feng in such a state, Su Mu said with a helpless expression, "The Poison Emperor personally administered the poison; it's not something an ordinary person can resist."
Seeing his increasingly grim expression, Su Xueqing rushed to Su Mu and said, "He's gone to such lengths for us, can't you save him?"
Su Mu had anticipated that Su Xueqing would be angry with him, and sighed helplessly.
"It's not that I'm unwilling to help, but that I don't have the ability."
Su Xueqing looked at Su Mu, who refused to help, her eyes filled with anger and disappointment.
If she can't even protect the people she brought with her, what use is she?
Seeing that she was being misunderstood, Su Mu quickly went to Su Xueqing's side and tried to keep her voice as low as possible.
"His spiritual power has been amplified without limit by the poison. If any external force enters, he will probably... explode and die."
Moreover, his spiritual power is extremely pure, and it would definitely cause great trouble if it entered Xiao Feng's body.
Upon learning of Xiao Feng's troublesome condition, Su Xueqing glanced at the people beside her and said, "What are you all looking at? Hurry up and take him to his room."
Seeing that Su Xueqing had given them the order, the Ming Cult disciples exchanged glances, but none of them stepped forward.
Su Mu is the true king of the Ming Cult; without his orders, no one can come here.
Seeing that they didn't even dare to approach, Su Xueqing's eyes were filled with intense resentment and venom. She suddenly looked at the Ming Cult disciples and said, "If you don't come, you die."
The Palace of Bliss was never a good place; it was also a place of rampant violence and bloodshed.
Seeing that Su Xueqing was showing signs of anger, Su Mu turned to the disciples below and said, "You few, take her to her room."
Following his command, Su Xueqing involuntarily made way for the Ming Cult disciple to come to Xiao Feng's side.
"The Poison King dares to act so recklessly in our Ming Cult. Sooner or later, we will come knocking on their door to cause them trouble and let them know how powerful we are."
As the disciples drew nearer, the two were about to leave when they heard their painful wails.
Su Mu and Su Xueqing turned their heads almost simultaneously and found that those who had come to catch Xiao Feng were falling to the ground one after another.
Their faces were bluish-purple, clearly indicating they had been poisoned.
"call out..."
Su Mu unleashed his spiritual power, creating a barrier in front of him.
"boom..."
Xiao Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and the toxins in his body spread out.
If Su Mu hadn't set up the barrier beforehand, Xiao Feng could have wiped out two or three tenths of the Ming Cult in one fell swoop.
Su Xueqing couldn't bear to watch all this, so she quietly turned her head away.
Right now, Su Mu came to these disciples and infused their spiritual energy into their bodies.
Sure enough, these people had no spiritual energy left in their bodies, clearly having been killed by the poisonous gas.
"Pass down the order: everyone must stay at least several hundred meters away from the hall and not approach it."
At the entrance, the Ming Cult disciples exchanged glances and then used their lightness skills to move away from the hall.
Su Xueqing looked at the empty doorway and felt a chill run down her spine.
The Poison King had clearly been gone for a long time, yet the poison still lingered here.
If they are unable to disperse for a long time, the Ming Cult will eventually be completely wiped out by these toxins.
As the poison gradually spread, Su Mu took a deep breath: "We must deal with him as soon as possible, otherwise the situation will only become more complicated."
Beside her, Su Xueqing heard that Su Mu wanted to clear up the situation as soon as possible, and looked down at Xiao Feng: "What about him? We can't just kill him, can we?"
"We can't kill him; all the poison is in his body."
If Xiao Feng were to die here, the poison would likely spread throughout the entire Ming Cult.
He spread his hand and created a barrier around Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng was unaware of the barrier around him and mistakenly believed that he was completely unharmed.
Su Mu didn't care much about the barrier locking up most of the power.
Beside her, Su Xueqing, seeing that Su Mu seemed to be considering leaving, asked incredulously, "Are you leaving now?"
Su Mu turned to look at Su Xueqing, his face full of confusion: "If you didn't have other ideas?"
Xiao Feng's spiritual power was no longer sufficient to suppress the poison. If his position was slowly moved, the poison would also spread.
As a member of the Ming Cult, Su Mu naturally knew the secrets behind it.
Beside her, Su Xueqing saw that Su Mu didn't intend to interfere with Xiao Feng, and looked at the remaining disciples at the door: "You all watch from a distance, and don't come any closer."
Spiritual energy surged from his palms, creating a barrier above Xiao Feng's head.
As long as the barrier's power remains intact, Xiao Feng will be safe and sound.
Little did he know, Xiao Feng was going through a battle between heaven and man, with the toxins in his body constantly devouring his power.
If I allow this poison to erode my bloodline, I'm afraid I won't be able to save my life.
Seeing that Xiao Feng remained motionless, Su Xueqing took a deep breath and said, "I hope you are safe and sound. We will storm the Poison Sect sooner or later."
No matter how powerful the Poison Sect is, as long as the Ming Cult is willing to take action, the Poison Sect will definitely be no match for them.
As darkness fell, Su Xueqing knew that Xiao Feng would definitely not be able to wake up in the middle of the night.
Looking at his disciples not far away, his face was serious: "You must guard him. If anything happens to him, you will all be buried with him."
The Ming Cult disciples, knowing that Su Xueqing was Su Mu's daughter, exchanged glances and reluctantly agreed.
She turned back to look at Xiao Feng with reluctance, then walked alone toward Su Mu's room.
As night fell, the temperature gradually cooled down.
The disciples in the main hall saw that Xiao Feng was sitting there obediently and knew that he would definitely not make any moves.
Little did they know, Xiao Feng was already teetering on the brink of awakening.
As his spiritual energy gradually recovered, Xiao Feng turned to look at the main hall and found that there was no one there at all.
Looking up at the barrier above his head, how could he not know that it was created by Su Xueqing?
Of the vast Ming Cult, only Su Xueqing truly cared about him; the others did not.
"Not a single person? Do they all think I'm going to die here?"
Staring blankly at the empty hall, I felt a bit absurd.
The Poison King's toxins are incredibly potent, but there is no miracle he cannot create.
I stood up, looked at the quiet scene outside, and sneaked into the yard.
There wasn't a sound around him, giving him the illusion that he could leave this place.
Just as I was about to leave through the main gate, I heard a sound of something cutting through the air.
"Oh no, there's an ambush. Did they know I'd leave?"
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