Qin Huai briskly exited the fortress. Flames ascended towards the heavens while a sharp blade clattered to the ground, giving rise to a cloud of dark fog. The poisonous mist swirled, causing the surrounding flora to wilt instantly.
"Could it be another poison king technique?" Qin Huai whispered. To his knowledge, that demon was incapable of pilfering the cultivation technique of a disguised individual. "Is he a member of the Blood Poison Gang?" he wondered aloud.
Three figures flickered in his mind: Wen Zonghao, Yin Rongen, and Huang Qiguang. Wen Zonghao was quickly dismissed due to the considerable difference in their physiques. That left the other two, his so-called brothers who seemed eager for his demise. Had they impersonated him to provoke animosity and reignite the conflict, all to seize an opportunity to eliminate him? Qin Huai continued to ponder over the possibilities.