《When I died, All the Empresses Cried》Poison Dragon II
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A mysterious glint passed by Ice Empresses' eyes, but no one but the Little Ghost witnessed it.
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Seeing their friend die so quickly, Bao Ji and Bao Li stopped in their tracks.
They exchanged glances for a second before looking back at the Wang who was silently observing them like a snake.
Not even a second later, their leader, Bao He joined with one limb less.
''You little brat! How dare you kill an elder of the Heavenly Gold Palace? Do you think we will let you go after this?'' he screamed at him as he tried to come up with a way to kill Wang without losing anyone from his side.
'Only if the supreme elder joined us... We could immediately defeat him, but the supreme elder is aloof and almost uncaring towards the sect and he most likely sees this as an opportunity to test us.' he secretly glanced back at the supreme elder Bao De, only to see him watch them with slightly raised eyebrows.
'He's interested in the boy... fuck.'
''This is not the first elder I've killed from your palace, and if you don't tell me the location of my sister, he won't be the last.''
''Don't bluff! This happened just once and it was by luck! Do not think that you can push your luck any further like this!''
Hearing their opposition, Wang simply took out a headband from his space ring and let it fall to the ground.
Seeing the headband, Bao Ji, the only female elder there suddenly burst into tears as she screamed and rushed towards Wang with all her might.
Her strength seemed to be multiplied in her savage anger as she slammed her incredibly fast body into Wang's body. Her shoulder slammed into his chest and they crashed into the earth a second later.
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The ground shook as if a heavy earthquake was coming and even some of the heavily reinforced buildings started to shake from the heavy shock.
Bao He and Bao Li stared at the ground in shock.
'How did she become so fast? Was it the anger?' her friend Bao Li thought.
But Bao He's thoughts were different.
'How long has she been hiding her strength? She could even catch me off guard if she attacked like that! Was she planning something with her husband?' his wariness rose by a notch, 'Maybe this is a blessing in disguise.'
They put their thoughts to the back of their heads as they rushed into the pit in the earth.
Inside, they saw a gut-wrenching scene as anger rushed into their brains.
Bao Ji, who just showed unimaginable speed and strength was laying on the floor. To be more accurate, her bones were sitting at the bottom of the man-made pit.
Her flesh was dissolving into ash as quickly as a fire burning through a wooden building. Her golden bones that were cultivated to the highest degree with the cultivation methods of the Heavenly Gold Palace seemed to be dimmer than how they should be, moreover, they seemed to get dimmer and dimmer every second.
In the breath of a time that they were watching the scene, her skull vanished into the air as it turned into ash and scattered across the land with the wind.
''AAAGH!''
Suddenly, Bao He heard a gut-wrenching scream right next to him.
He quickly turned his to the left in full wariness, only to see Wang standing over Bao Li with a sinister, wide smile on his face. Two ominous-looking, dark purple wings sprouted out of his back. They were seemingly mutated with bones sprouting out of their edges and exuded some purple gas continuously.
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Bao He quickly jumped away in horror.
'He really is the Poison Dragon!'
He had already acknowledged his opponent as a genius, but he didn't expect him to be the actual Poison Dragon that brought disaster wherever he went.
''See them? They died quickly, very quickly. It was almost painless actually.'' Wang said as he looked deep into Bao He's slightly trembling eyes.
''Your death won't be so quick.'' Wang took his hand out of Bao Li's back, ''Unless of course, you tell me what I want to know.''
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''How terrifying...''
''Is that the real Poison Dragon? There is little to no description about his physical appearance and only knowledge known about his powers just comes from the nickname one of his victims wrote on a jade slip quickly before dying.'' an elder with lively eyes asked loudly.
He was from the biggest assassin guild of the era and any information about the Poison Dragon was incredibly valuable for him.
Poison Dragon was a legend among the poison users and assassins. He was as successful as anyone could become. Being famous as an assassin was a failure, you couldn't have the friends of your enemies chase after you. But you needed people to know your name and feats to get jobs. Poison Dragon made an incredible accomplishment on that.
During his era, almost everyone knew about him, but nobody had a single clue about his appearance, not even his gender! He was the perfect assassin everyone dreamed to be. Even the technique he created, the Ashen Royalty technique was perfect for assassins. It killed anyone it touched without leaving any traces!
''What more evidence do you need? Just this guy calling himself the Poison Dragon should have been enough. He is the Hero of this era and his genius must have transcended several lives. If someone so talented like him calls himself the Poison Dragon, it only makes sense that he is the Poison dragon.'' a youngster called out with admiration in his voice.
''Oh yeah, suck him up a little bit more. You know he won't just resurrect after this and take you under his wing, right?'' the young master of Lively Fire Sect mocked him before getting slapped on the head by his elder.
''You little brat, you just saw what happened to young master's yet you act like this again! No matter how small they look, all of your enemies might be maniacs in disguise. Don't make enemies in the future, no matter how weak they look!''
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