Chapter 702 215: Drunken Daoist, Takes 3 Heads

The Jianghu People writhed on the ground. Fine wine and delicacies from the tables were scattered across the floor, creating a scene of utter chaos.

The Grand Elder watched it all unfold, the cold glint in his eyes intensifying.

Ever since renouncing everything related to the Wild Taoist Sect to join the Mad Blade Sect, he had been entrusted with a crucial mission. And now, he had finally completed it.

The eyeball in his hand glowed with a sinister light as the Grand Elder slowly walked forward. The sound of hurried footsteps approached from nearby.

Numerous elders and disciples of the Mad Blade Sect appeared in the courtyard, staring wide-eyed at the scene before them.

"What's going on? Why has everyone suddenly been poisoned?"

one of the Mad Blade Sect Elders asked in shock after stepping forward for a brief inspection.

Another Elder quickly ordered a disciple beside him, "Hurry to the Observatory and report this to Lord Shen! Tell him there must be Demonic Forces at work here."

The guests had been poisoned without any rhyme or reason. It was impossible to explain without blaming Demonic Forces.

Since Demonic Forces had appeared, the Elder's first thought was to get the Observatory to handle it. The current situation was already beyond their control.

The disciple acknowledged the order and was just about to leave.

But just at that moment, another anomaly occurred.

The Elder who had just inspected the poisoned Jianghu People suddenly clutched his throat and collapsed to his knees. His face contorted in agony, veins bulged on his forehead, and black tendrils of Qi began to swirl around his body.

"Why am I being poisoned, too? I surrounded my entire body with my Qi."

The Elder couldn't understand it, but he had no more time to think.

The terrifying poison gas swiftly invaded his internal organs. He soon collapsed to the ground, screaming and convulsing in agony just like the other Jianghu People.

The Elder who had first sent the disciple away shouted urgently, "Stay away from them! Form a perimeter! We absolutely cannot let this poison spread, or the Mad Blade Sect will be wiped out today!"

As he spoke, the Elder's gaze fell upon the Grand Elder—and the eyeball he was holding.

He froze for a moment, a sliver of suspicion flickering through his mind.

Before he could speak, the Grand Elder's cold voice cut in.

"What were you just thinking, Second Elder?"

The Second Elder took a step back, a forced smile on his face. "Nothing, Grand Elder. We should hurry and get the situation under control, then report to the Observatory."

The Grand Elder shook his head. "You've already figured it out, so why pretend you don't know? Did you think I couldn't tell?"

"Everyone is going to die anyway. I might as well give you a quick end."

At these words, all eyes in the courtyard turned to the Grand Elder.

In that instant, they all understood that everything happening here was likely connected to the Grand Elder.

The sinister aura emanating from the eyeball in his hand, in particular, sent a shiver down their spines.

The Second Elder immediately bellowed, "Everyone, prepare to attack!"

Since things were already out in the open, he had no intention of holding back.

'Initially, the Second Elder had thought he could put on an act, placate the Grand Elder, and wait for the Observatory to arrive. But now, the Grand Elder had already seen through his pretense.'

As soon as the Second Elder gave the command, all the Mad Blade Sect disciples present drew their Weapons and aimed them at the Grand Elder in unison.

They awaited a single command from the Second Elder to launch their attack.

But at that very moment, the Grand Elder burst into maniacal laughter.

"Would I have dared to do this if I wasn't absolutely certain of my success? Today, you will witness the true power of my Wild Taoist Sect's Soul Summoning Technique!"

With those words, the Grand Elder violently crushed the eyeball in his hand.

It immediately cracked open, releasing a sickening stench.

The sickening stench spread rapidly, enveloping the entire Mad Blade Sect headquarters in the blink of an eye.

The Mad Blade Sect disciples, who had been poised to attack, hastily covered their mouths and noses as they smelled the nauseating odor.

But it was already too late.

Copious amounts of black water gushed from their every orifice. In moments, the Mad Blade Sect disciples collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

The same fate befell the other Elders.

Only the Second Elder, being slightly more powerful, was still standing. But with black Qi swirling between his brows, it was clear he didn't have long to live.

"You're one of the Wild Taoist Sect!"

The Second Elder staggered, trying to draw his long blade, but he had no strength left.

THUD!

The Second Elder collapsed to his knees, and the stench of rot began to emanate from his body.

In a mere moment, he dissolved into a puddle of black water.

The screams gradually died down as the guests finally succumbed to the poison's Resistance, their lives extinguished.

The eyeball in the Grand Elder's hand dissolved into black water that bored its way into the chest of every corpse.

In moments, each corpse began to emit a foul odor before melting into a pool of black water that soaked into the ground.

The Grand Elder took a deep breath, then raised his hands and began to form the seals for a Technique.

Black Dao Patterns spread out from his body in waves, enveloping the entire area.

After a moment, the black Dao Patterns drew up the pools of black water, which began to coalesce in mid-air.

"The art of the Wild Dao! With water as the medium and Yin Qi as the root, I summon an ancient soul to descend upon this world!"

the Grand Elder chanted under his breath.

As he chanted, the black water, drawn together by the Dao Patterns, slowly began to coalesce into a humanoid figure.