Most Conceited War God

As the youth Ling Jian stood on top of a mountain rock, his sharp gaze swept across the cross-legged seated crowd, bringing along a pleased and joyous expression. When he saw the change in the crowd's expressions, as well as the faintly discernible green glow between their brows, he slowly withdrew his gaze, before turning around and looking behind him, his gaze far away, appearing extremely solemn.    

After all, in order to refine this pellet, Ling Jian had spent a lot of medicinal ingredients. If he had absorbed it well, even though he would not be able to avoid all the poisons, he would still be immune to ordinary poisons and ignore them.    

Ling Jian's gaze was deep and powerful as he clenched his fists. His eyes were filled with anticipation.    

"Ten Thousand Killing Abyss …"    

Ling Jian softly muttered. Promptly, he sensed that there was a movement behind him. Only then did he turn around. After which, he saw that Luo Tianyan had already walked out from his cross-legged position.    

Seeing the latter, Ling Jian slightly nodded his head and did not speak, continuing to wait.    

Different constitutions differed in terms of the time taken to refine the Poison dispelling pill, as well as the medicinal strength used to absorb the pill. These were things that couldn't be generalized.    

Generally speaking, the rate at which experts absorbed and refined power was extremely fast.    

About half an hour later, the three great elders of the Qing-Yun Sect and the disciples of the Qing-Yun Sect came out of their trance. The ten great disciples looked at each other and could see the surprise in each other's eyes.    

As for the three great elders, they were almost shocked to the point of opening their mouths and letting out sharp screeches.    

It was obvious that they were shocked by the strong medicinal strength of the Poison Expelling Pill.    

"What a strong detoxification power. I feel like all the blood and flesh in my body has been coated with a layer of faint membrane, and this membrane seems to be able to stop any poison from entering my body."    

Fourth Elder Li Jue Tian was so excited that his entire body was trembling. He was talking to the other two Great Elders. He even looked a little pleased with himself.    

"Fourth Elder, don't be too complacent. Do you think you're the only one feeling this way?"    

The Third Elder Xiao Linglong narrowed his eyes. His expression was extremely strange and showed signs of pouring cold water on the Fourth Elder as he spoke in an indignant manner.    

"The two of you are already so old. Why do you look like children?"    

The Second Elder, You Tianxuan, helplessly spread out his hands. He had wanted to say this too, but it seemed that someone had already said it in advance. Naturally, he had nothing else to say.    

He could only put on a more profound and pretentious appearance and say something even more pretentious.    

"Third Elder …"    

The instant that Xiao Ling Ming's eyes narrowed, Ling Jian had naturally sensed the change in Xiao Ling Ming's expression. A substance-like look was shot into Ling Jian's eyes as he immediately withdrew them when the other party did not notice it.    

"That damned Xiao Lingwang, I'm afraid he's very confident about the poison that the Holy Son of the Myriad Thunder Sect gave him back then. He should know that there's no cure for him, but after seeing the Poison dispelling Pill that I gave him today, it's no wonder that there would be such a change."    

Ling Jian sneered in his heart.    

Earlier, when he had given out fourteen Poison dispelling pellets, he had deliberately ignored them. However, he had concealed that he was aware of the sequence in which they had taken the Poison dispelling pellets, as well as the change in everyone's expressions.    

After he received the Poison dispelling Pill, he looked left and right, his gaze was as vulgar as a mouse surveying his surroundings from the cave entrance, appearing extremely shrewd and treacherous. Of course, Ling Jian was very clear that this kind of shrewdness was only afraid of himself messing with the pill.    

"Humph, hateful, this kind of evil horse seems to be hopeless, it is fortunate that you have the Soul Summoning Pill in your body, otherwise, based on your temperament, you would already be a heaven defying person."    

Ling Jian's heart chilled, and his expression immediately became stern without leaving a trace. Killing intent surfaced between his brows. Evidently, this old thing, this kind of behavior, had already caused Ling Jian to be unable to accept it …    

"Don't force me to kill you."    

Ling Jian roared in his heart. If he had not been calm enough and his heart of martial arts was powerful enough, he would not have been invaded by the inner demons. Otherwise, the Third Elder would have long since become his inner demon.    

"Since everyone has already taken the Poison dispelling pill, let's hurry up and go. Before the sky turns dark, let's directly face off against the other disciples of our Qing-Yun Sect!"    

When his foot touched the ground, it seemed as if an illusionary sword had flowed onto his legs, leaving behind remnants of itself. After his feet landed on the ground, it actually left behind shallow sword scars on the ground, which were actually not traces of his feet.    

Soon after, they did not think too much about it, but their hearts were filled with even more adoration. They did not expect that as the Young Sect Master was hurrying on his journey, he did not forget to circulate his Spiritual Energy to train. This undoubtedly gave them some inspiration, and they all circulated their Spiritual Energy as their figures shot out like arrows.    

Ling Jian and the rest were quite clear on the exact location of those Qing-Yun Sect disciples who had been stalking in the far north for a long time, but at the last critical moment, Ling Jian and the rest did not use carrier pigeons or messenger hawks. In order to prevent any sudden incidents, these messenger hawks would often expose the movements of a portion of the Qing-Yun Sect disciples, and the envelopes that the scouts had sent back had undoubtedly been opened by someone else.    

Among them, according to the communication that Ling Jian and the rest had with the disciples following them, there were several rounds of these envelopes, all taken away by others. It could be said that on the journey to the Ten Thousand Killing Abyss, the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect had to enter three days later, and it took a lot of effort before it reached the Qing-Yun Sect.    

However, the Qing-Yun Sect did not take notice of those who had seen the letters and the doves on the way down. This was because the tools they used to communicate with each other were the symbols of the Qing-Yun Sect, which no one else would be able to recognize. Even if they saw the black and white paper on it, they would still not be able to find anything.    

The Qing-Yun Sect was exceptionally careful. During the transfer of the letter, even the pigeons and eagles were purchased in the mortal world. As for the easily discernible pigeons, they stayed in the Qing-Yun Sect.    

It could be said that, for this step, the Qing-Yun Sect had done all that they could to hide its power.    

However, for some reason, Ling Jian's state of mind suddenly wavered slightly at this moment. He had a feeling that something bad was about to happen …    

This kind of bad premonition directly caused Ling Jian's figure to become illusory, and his speed to become even faster as he pierced through the clouds and mists.    

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