At this moment, the shadow of the Five Poison Sect's revenge loomed over everyone like a heavy, oppressive dark cloud.
The winter sky was grim and suffocating, foretelling an impending crisis.
In a dark and deep lair of the Five Poison Sect, Sect Leader Lan Xiaodie, wearing a black robe, had an icy expression, as cold as the early winter frost.
Beside her stood a group of Five Poison Cultists, heads bowed, not daring to breathe loudly.
Lan Xiaodie spoke slowly, her voice cold enough to pierce bones: "Shi Feiyang ruined my plans and made me lose face before everyone. If I don't avenge this, I vow not to be human." A disciple cautiously said, "Sect Leader, that Shi Feiyang is highly skilled in martial arts and has a group of helpers. If we act rashly, we might..."
Lan Xiaodie suddenly turned her head, her eyes like knives stabbing toward the disciple, who immediately fell silent in fear.
