Chapter 643: The Demon King of Ten Thousand Poisons is reborn, his sister panics terribly

Monster Race's territory.

The White Deer King gazed at the enormous pit ahead, various poisonous creatures crawling about, these poisonous mists within the vast cavern constantly fighting.

This battle lasted a long time, corpses littered the surroundings.

Those poisonous creatures were all highly toxic demon beasts captured by the Monster Race, their strength not great; they were bound in this cavern, with no food, nothing at all, and could only fill their stomachs by devouring each other.

Fighting, slaughter, were inevitable.

Using the method of raising gu to select the strongest poisonous creature—that was what the White Deer King wanted.

"After the slaughter has waned, this gu-raising will ultimately yield a result."

The last two remaining old poisonous creatures were a toad and a centipede; the centipede was a subordinate of the Demon King of Ten Thousand Poisons, possessing his bloodline, having fought all the way to the end—this time, could it emerge victorious?

The White Deer King did not intervene, but merely observed.

In his palm, the mass of the Demon King of Ten Thousand Poisons' demonic soul gradually awakened, slowly hovering in midair, the soul's apparition gradually taking shape, standing beside the White Deer King—he whose soul had been repaired by the White Deer King using some means—had already preliminarily condensed his soul.

He lacked only a physical body; once he found a body to merge with, the Demon King of Ten Thousand Poisons would be resurrected, a process that would take some time.

The White Deer King could afford to wait.

"Who do you think will win?"

The Demon King of Ten Thousand Poisons stared at the toad and that poisonous centipede; he naturally hoped the centipede would win, for his true form was a centipede, and merging with it again would allow him to fuse quickly, but he did not believe that poisonous centipede could achieve victory.

"It."

Pointing at the poisonous toad, which appeared weak, it kept retreating, being beaten down.

Actually, the poisonous toad was looking for an opportunity.

Using the surrounding corpses to evade the battle, then seeking an opportunity.

The White Deer King smiled: "It seems you have made a choice."

The Demon King of Ten Thousand Poisons stared blankly at the cavern; thinking he would win was one thing, but whether he could actually survive was another.

Battles among poisonous creatures are often decided in an instant.

The battle between the poisonous toad and the poisonous centipede had reached its final moment.

The poisonous centipede ultimately fell short, having attacked for a long time yet failing to subdue the poisonous toad.

Instead, it was poisoned to death by the poisonous toad.

The poisonous toad survived to the end, enjoying its final feast.

In this battle of poisonous creatures, the poisonous toad survived to the end.

This outcome was quite surprising.

"This is your brand-new body, Demon King of Ten Thousand Poisons."

The Demon King of Ten Thousand Poisons nodded; his demonic soul leapt in and merged with the toad's body.

The poisonous toad had just swallowed the centipede's body, wanting to resist, but could not resist the Demon King of Ten Thousand Poisons' soul.

The toad's demonic soul was devoured; its body became the Demon King of Ten Thousand Poisons' body.

Half a day later, the toad's body began to transform.

Gradually taking shape, it recondensed into a human form.

The surrounding poisonous vapors were all swallowed by him.

Not a trace remained.

Those corpses also entered his stomach; his formerly fat belly instantly shriveled.

The Demon King of Ten Thousand Poisons leapt out of the cavern, fixed his gaze on the White Deer King, and cupped his hands, saying, "This time, thank you."

The White Deer King waved a hand: "You know our deal; what do you think?"

The Demon King of Ten Thousand Poisons spread his hands: "What else can I say? Since I, the king, have agreed, when the time comes I will naturally do it."

"It's best you think that way; leaving this world, you can still survive."

"When the time comes, whether you can survive will be up to you."

The White Deer King smiled faintly; the Demon King of Ten Thousand Poisons' promise, he would naturally keep.

However, not now to leave.

His strength has not yet recovered; he cannot leave.

"Give me a little time; when the time comes, I will naturally go out."

"No problem, of course, but it cannot be too long."

The White Deer King nodded: "That person will not give you too much time."

"You leave first; if you can stay alive, that would naturally be best; afterward, I, the king, will also leave this world."

"Who knows? In the future, we may yet have a chance to meet again."

"When the time comes, perhaps I, the king, will still ask something of you."

Upon hearing this, the Demon King of Ten Thousand Poisons burst into loud laughter: "Hahaha, I await that day."

"From now on, if you ever run into trouble, I, the king, will certainly come to your aid."

"Good."

The two stood together and reached an agreement.

Or rather, there is nothing in this world worth lingering for.

The Demon King of Ten Thousand Poisons also knows that the outside world is their stage.

Opposing Chen Chuyang, he now has no such thought; that human truly is... heaven-defying.

The first time he was killed was an accident.

He can find many excuses, but the second time, it truly was a gap in strength.

On Spirit Medicine Peak.

Chen Chuyang returned; after being schemed against by his third uncle, that third uncle found an opportunity and wished he could ruin him.

As for this, Chen Chuyang felt helpless.

Meeting this third uncle, he was helpless.

The third uncle did not stop going to the Spirit Sword Sect; after parting, he continued to lead people there, not knowing what to do.

It was likely for the future of the Chen Clan and also for the matters of the Heavenly Heart Sect.

Regarding these matters, Chen Chuyang need not worry; the third uncle handles things very carefully.

Back in his room, Chen Chuyang began to digest his gains.

He entered seclusion.

He cultivated.

Ten days passed.

He stabilized his cultivation, his cultivation increased considerably, drawing ever closer to the late fourth stage of the Hunyuan Dao Scripture, and his accumulation grew substantially.

This time out, he gained much; also, some beast fire given by Elder Xinran Zhanglao was all merged by Chen Chuyang into his Pill Fire, and the power of the Pill Fire increased again.

All those previous beast fires were completely devoured and merged by the Pill Fire, becoming energy to enhance the Pill Fire.

Hunyuan True Fire: the more flames fused, the greater the strength.

With Hunyuan as the core, the traits of the other flames were all fused together and not obliterated.

His cultivation rose, his spirit and body further improved, a cause for joy.

He failed to find the spirit meridian, and Tian Xin Dao Ren could not refine his entire cultivation; this is the greatest regret.

He pushed open the door; the first to greet Chen Chuyang upon leaving seclusion was his younger sister, Chen Churan.

The younger sister who had waited a long time was extremely anxious.

"Older brother, can we go to the Spirit Sword Sect now?"

"My master truly can't hold on much longer; can you not stay in seclusion again?"

"My master will really die; after so long, she hasn't gone back to save the master."

Chen Churan was anxiously upset; her heart had long since... not been here.

If it weren't for Shang Hongxue stopping her and not letting her go down the mountain, she might have gone straight down.

She would go herself to save the master.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious."

Chen Chuyang waved his hand, sat down, brewed tea, and drank tea.

Shang Hongxue saw Chen Chuyang leave seclusion, knowing he had settled everything, and deliberately teased this younger sister.

She hurried over and poured tea for Chen Chuyang.

"Husband, don't tease Little Sister Churan anymore; she's been extremely anxious these days."

Chen Chuyang pulled Shang Hongxue; her body went limp and she sat on Chen Chuyang's lap.

Shy, she gave Chen Chuyang a glance and immediately jumped up.

He furtively glanced at Chen Churan, gave Chen Chuyang a resentful look, as if saying Little Sister Churan is still here, behaving improperly.