Sinister Tactics

After holding the hatred for over 3,000 years, he had studied on raising his potion strength madly, dreaming of the day he could take his revenge. Poison had always thought…if his 7th brother hadn’t gone to distract the enemy back then, he could have totally escaped. However, to save poison, he went to block the scaled undying Tuo Lu, thereby sacrificing his life.

"I’ve succeeded, 7th brother, I did it, I’ll killed that flesh eating freak." Poison shouted within. Over the 3,000 years, he laughed and cursed on the surface, but that hatred had always remained within.

This grudge was settled.

"There’s another one." Poison turned fiercely and stared at the distant Tai Wo fighting against the scaled undying Fu Wei San.

"Go and die." Poison controlled his plant life form and immediately 72 vines swiftly shot towards him.

It wasn’t just him.

Luo Feng had already controlled his Nan Shen Armament to head towards the last enemy, the strongest of the Qiu Shi group.

...

"Die."