Chapter 1564

Elder Mu Longjie.

Damn it, Elder Mu Longjie.

We can't let Elder Mu Longjie fall in.

Elder Mu Longjie must not come to harm; at least, for now he must not come to harm, the other Elders of the Mu Long family all sprang into action, attacking the poisonous centipedes on the ground, flames, freezing cold, or any means, the poisonous centipedes were mostly cleared in an instant, revealing Elder Mu Longjie inside.

Mu Longjie brandished his halberd, forming an absolute domain; all poisonous centipedes that entered this place were utterly annihilated.

Poisonous gas, blood, or corpse dust flew everywhere, yet could not enter his vicinity; Elder Mu Longjie stepped upward with the White Dragon Nine Steps, his body swiftly leaving the pit, and the poisonous centipedes on him were annihilated as he rose.

After a few breaths, Mu Longjie stood in the void, the halberd in his palm pointing at the Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon; he knew that once the Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon was released, its power surged again, and the poisonous gas spread wildly.

His body was once again enveloped by poisonous gas, from within came the anguished cries of the Mu Long people's Second Elder, the sound incessant in his ears.

Ahhh.

Damn it, damn it, you all deserve to die, how could I possibly fall here? Impossible, absolutely impossible.

The roaring sound continued to issue forth; Elder Mu Longjie wanted to act, to suppress the Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon again, but alas, he wanted to act, yet the poisonous centipedes around him kept appearing, surrounding him and preventing him from acting against the Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon.

The other Mu Long family members were the same; they could only stay away from this place, lingering here would end up like Elder Mu Longjie just did, falling into the pit, for they lacked Elder Mu Longjie's formidable strength—falling in meant death.

Ah. The anguished cry sounded again, and soon this cry vanished.

It stopped abruptly, no sound remained, his soul dissipated as well, that remnant soul completely vanished.

Mu Longjie closed his eyes, sensing no aura of the Mu Long people's Second Elder, no aura at all, completely gone.

Opening his eyes again, Mu Longjie's face was sorrowful, his eyes filled with grief; he lowered his head and said, 'Second Elder is dead.'

He has fallen, his soul and spirit scattered.

This news was undoubtedly a thunderbolt from the blue, shocking the other Mu Long family members; this group had lost two-thirds of its number, the few survivors were barely clinging to life, merely escaping to this place was already no easy feat.

Yet they never imagined that even after fleeing here they could not escape the threat of death; with the Second Elder dead, these people could not justify themselves.

The Great Elder is dead, and now the Second Elder follows in death; how can they answer to the Family Head?

Elder Mu Longjie, is the news true?

The Mu Long people's Second Elder is so formidable, how could he die so easily?

The Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon is the Second Elder's pet beast; it would not betray its master.

They were unwilling to believe it, but in fact they all knew full well that once a pet beast turns on its master, it is a fight to the death.

Until the very last moment, a pet beast cannot possibly turn on its master.

This is a life-or-death struggle; victory brings freedom, defeat brings utter death.

The Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon broke free of its bonds, broke free of suppression, took control of its body; the remnant soul of the Mu Long people's Second Elder could not be his match, death was therefore inevitable, they just could not accept it.

Damn it, the Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon truly deserves to die.

Kill this beast.

We absolutely cannot let this beast live.

The remaining Mu Long family members were furious, shouting about killing the Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon, yet they did not act, nor did they choose to advance; instead they retreated.

Mu Longjie gave the giant dragon a deep look, his body swelling again, returning to the form of the Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon rather than a human body; moreover, this body seemed to undergo some change, the poisonous gas becoming even more terrifying, and the swarms of poisonous centipedes around them fixed their gaze.

At this moment, Mu Longjie and the others felt their scalps go numb; they knew that if entangled by these poisonous centipedes, escape would be unlikely.

Let's retreat.

First leave this place, then later we can slowly settle the score with the Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon.

The death of the Mu Long people's Second Elder cannot just be left as is.

Everyone was injured; continuing to fight would merely be a pointless sacrifice.

These people could not suppress the Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon; instead they would become its blood food. Moreover, Tian Du Men and Mangshan Demon Palace are still watching them, ready to strike at any moment; this place is not safe.

Retreat.

Mu Longjie waved his hand, turned and left; they could not linger here any longer, they knew this battle had been a loss.

The Mu Long people's Second Elder died, several Elders also fell, many disciples followed suit in falling; the Mu Long family suffered heavy losses this time.

The Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon also broke free of its bonds; from now on it will be a major trouble for the Mu Long family, and for now they cannot deal with it.

They left, not looking back.

Inside the body of the Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon, a weak demon soul, having fought to the death to kill the remnant soul of the Mu Long people's Second Elder, also suffered a backlash; the Mu Long people are so vicious that even in death they would drag him down with them.

Cough cough cough, damn the Mu Long people, crafty humans, truly hateful.

Even on the brink of death they won't behave; my demon soul is already… very weak, I fear.

Lowering his head, he saw a figure coalesce—a demon soul, like him, also a centipede demon soul, only their attributes differed.

Before him, this centipede demon soul shone with Buddha light, full of mercy and divinity; at first glance it looked not like a demon beast but like a Buddha.

Not bad, it is indeed a Buddha.

Amitabha.

The Myriad-Poison Demon King appeared, performed a Buddhist salute, bowed his head to the Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon and said, 'I, a humble monk, have met you, benefactor.'

Benefactor, you seem wounded; may I, the humble monk, take a look? Perhaps I can heal your demon soul's injury.

Saying this, he was about to reach out, when the demon soul of the Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon spoke coldly, its voice like a thunderclap, shocking the demon soul before it.

Roar.

Demonic might was formidable, its aura very strong; if at his peak, the Myriad-Poison Demon King would turn and leave without lingering a moment, but now he would not go.

Benefactor, why bother? We share the same origin; your demon soul is diseased beyond cure, irreparable; better to fulfill me, become part of me—I can guarantee that in the future I will make the Mu Long family pay the price.

Your body must not be wasted either; I happen to need it—why not give it all to me, how about that?

The Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon stared fixedly at the Myriad-Poison Demon King, wishing to devour him.

He had long known this person was next door; unexpectedly, it is a toad that has cultivated Buddhist dharma—no, it is a centipede, yet with a toad's body, a truly strange combination.

This demon has taken a liking to his body; the Myriad-Foot Myriad-Poison Dragon naturally sees it, otherwise the Myriad-Poison Demon King would not have involuntarily appeared before him; such a risky act, one misstep and it would be eternal ruin.

And yet he still appeared without hesitation.

"Do you want this body of mine? It's not impossible." The Thousand-foot Myriad Poison Dragon loosened its jaws, gazing at the person before it—a centipede that had cultivated Buddhist dharma, a very peculiar combination.

Perhaps it could help oneself accomplish revenge.