He sought the opportunity to incite internal conflict among everyone. At the sa ti, he wanted to use the backlash from the Dragon Vein to incapacitate the opponents present.
"As expected of... that little beast from the Mystic Demon Sect..." Shen Shouxing's voice was hoarse.
Young in age, yet with a deep and malicious heart, not inferior to those Old Demons.
Shen Shouxing secretly circulated his energy, trying to heal the injuries on his arm caused by the backlash of the Dragon Vein. However, the energy of the Karma Dragon in the Great Wilderness was exceptionally fierce, and it was impossible to remove it in a short ti.
Moreover, he found a trace of filthy blood within his body.
Recalling how he had seen the Dragon Vein earlier and his desire and lost will, Shen Shouxing's pupils imdiately contracted.
"Did you use other ans?"
"I used so poison from the Illusory Demon Sect..." said Young Master Xuan calmly.
As he walked toward the Dragon Vein not far away, he continued, "The poison of the Illusory Demon Sect excels in creating illusions and confusing one's Divine Sense. I mixed the poison with blood to disturb your minds, then combined it with Planting Devil in Taoist Heart, making you desperate to fight for the Dragon Vein without regard for your lives."
"The brilliance of it lies in that the poison's toxicity is not strong. I applied it to the sword, poisoning under the sword light of the Mystic Demon Blood Sword, utterly undetectable."
"You fight each other, and as soon as blood is shed, the poison spreads. Because its toxicity is mild, you simply can't detect it."
"There's no choice; your cultivation is too high. Even though I've studied the original canon of the Illusory Demon Sect, I needed to exert this effort to plant a devil in your Taoist Heart."
Shen Shouxing's gaze was icy, "You've calculated everything?"
"Naturally..."
Young Master Xuan, now standing in front of the Dragon Vein, had a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, "If not, how could I, a cultivator at the Initial Golden Core Stage, dare to take risks associating with you cultivators at the Late Golden Core Stage or even peak stage?"
"To , this is also a form of training, a test."
"Demons running amok, swords licking blood."
"Only by achieving what ordinary Golden Core cultivators cannot, can the ancestors recognize , and only then can the Mystic Demon Sect be entrusted to my hands in the future."
"In the Mystic Demon Sect, those myriad, unruly Demon Heads will be sincerely convinced and obey ."
"And now, the Dragon Vein is finally in hand..."
Young Master Xuan looked at the Dragon Vein in front of him, feeling emotional and excited, but he did not act rashly and instead took out a black demonic banner to cover the Dragon Vein.
This demonic banner was ancient, and its origin was unknown; it sohow concealed the clear light of the Dragon Vein and sealed the dragon energy.
The Dragon Vein wrapped in the demonic banner was like an ordinary bone, devoid of the rebellious dragon might.
Only then did Young Master Xuan dare to take the Dragon Vein in hand, without suffering backlash from the dragon energy.
The Dragon Vein was in hand, and everything was as planned.
"No matter if you are a Prince of the Great Wilderness, a Golden Core mber of an aristocratic family, or a Sect Elder... aren't you all just my playthings, manipulated in my palms..."
Young Master Xuan revealed a slight sneer, weighed the Dragon Vein in his hand with a satisfied smile, then casually handed it to Mo Hua beside him, instructing, "Hold this for ."
Mo Hua took the Dragon Vein.
Young Master Xuan turned his head to look at Shen Shouxing, but before he could say anything, his heart suddenly skipped a beat:
"What was I just doing?"
"Why did I give the Dragon Vein to soone else for safekeeping?"
The smile on Young Master Xuan's face vanished as his pupils slowly widened. He hurriedly turned his head to find that Mo Hua's figure was no longer beside him.
He slightly lifted his head and saw that, unknowingly, Mo Hua had sneakily moved ten zhang away.
Noticing Young Master Xuan looking at him, Mo Hua turned his head to glance at Young Master Xuan as well.
The two stared at each other for a mont, as if ti had frozen.
Mo Hua blinked, silently turned his head back, then without hesitation, clutched the Dragon Vein and started to run.
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