"What should we do now?" Li Lin quietly asked the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal.

"What else can we do? I'm seriously injured. Even if I weren't, I couldn't handle them when they team up. Now, I have no choice but to fight desperately, and once again, you're implicated," sighed the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal.

"Dong WuMing, today is your death day. I didn't expect you'd dare to return to the ancient domain. You're seeking your own death," Fang ChengYou, behind him, coldly chided.

"Hmph, you think this is enough to trap me? If I don't die this time, next time, I will annihilate your Tianxing Sect," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal snorted coldly, his eyes filled with hatred. Holding Li Lin by the shoulder with one hand and forming a hand seal with the other, he suddenly spat out a stream of blood essence into the air in front of him. The blood was quickly enveloped by a surge of black fog emanating from his hand.

Within the black fog, a pungent and unbearable smell spread out, and the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal stood proudly in the air above the canyon, his spiritual power surging around him, his body trembling violently, his expression becoming ferociously distorted.

Seeing the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal's condition, Bifang Shan and Fang ChengYou's expressions changed dramatically, exclaiming, "You're actually willing to use your blood essence to feed the poison."

"If I don't die, I must kill the Tianxing Sect," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal shouted. With a hand seal, the dense black fog in front of him suddenly transformed into thousands of black threads, each as thin as a strand of hair, piercing through space and furiously hurtling towards Bifang Shan and Fang ChengYou.

The two men, with great alarm, formed protective circles with their hand seals and unleashed a barrage of attacks towards the black poison threads, not daring to let them get close.

However, the black poison threads seemed extremely formidable, enveloping the sky and completely trapping Bifang Shan and Fang ChengYou.

"Whoosh..." The Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal, carrying Li Lin, leaped up the canyon in an instant and flew across two mountain tops in mid-air.

"Spit..." A mist of blood sprayed from the mouth of the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal, and his face instantly turned pale. His body could no longer hold up, and they fell from the sky into the mountains below.

"Bang bang..."

As they hit the ground, the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal spat out another mouthful of blood. The two fell from several meters high in mid-air, and Li Lin immediately felt a sharp pain in his buttocks, as if he had almost landed on a sharp rock.

"Kid, you better go. Those from the Tianxing Sect won't let you off. My poison fog won't trap them for long," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal told Li Lin.

"What about you?" Li Lin wanted to leave, but seeing the old poisoner constantly urging him to escape, he couldn't help but feel that the old poisoner wasn't bad to him.

"I have no strength to run, nor can I escape. Don't worry about me; leave quickly, or it'll be too late," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal struggled to say as he got up.

Li Lin was internally conflicted. With the Tianyi Snow Lion waiting outside, he should be able to escape, but the old poisoner was likely in danger.

"Old poisoner, I'm overflowing with kindness today. Let's see if I can save your life. If not, we'll die together," Li Lin said, summoning the Tianyi Snow Lion. He was continuously in contact with the Tianyi Snow Lion in his mind, which was nearby.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

A whistling sound approached, and in an instant, the Tianyi Snow Lion appeared in the low sky.

"Tianyi Snow Lion, it's actually the Tianyi Snow Lion," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal was extremely surprised, obviously aware of the Tianyi Snow Lion's reputation.

"Hurry up, let's escape first," Li Lin said, immediately landing on the back of the Tianyi Snow Lion, praying that even if the two strong men chased them, they wouldn't be faster than the Tianyi Snow Lion.

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"Kid, you actually have a Tianyi Snow Lion. It seems I underestimated you," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal remarked, watching the Tianyi Snow Lion in the low sky.

"Bang bang..."

Suddenly, two deafening explosions came from the canyon behind them, the entire sky filled with a formidable energy.

"Not good, they've broken free," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal's face turned pale with shock, and he quickly leaped onto the back of the Tianyi Snow Lion.

"Whoosh whoosh..." The Tianyi Snow Lion flapped its wings and shot forward like lightning, with two figures rapidly piercing through the void, chasing them from the distant canyon.

"Snow Lion, faster," Li Lin ordered. The speed of those two men was actually faster than the Tianyi Snow Lion.

"Roar..."

The Tianyi Snow Lion roared lowly, its massive body cutting through the void, the whistling wind passing by Li Lin's ears, reaching its maximum speed.

"Kid, your Tianyi Snow Lion is indeed very fast, but it's still only at the second-tier level. Those two old ghosts are martial masters, and the speed of the Tianyi Snow Lion can't match theirs," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal told Li Lin.

"What should we do?" Li Lin asked anxiously, seeing the two strong men getting closer.

"What about the Poisonous Miasma Pill I gave you last time?" the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal asked.

"I've already used it up," Li Lin said. He had used the Poisonous Miasma Pill in the Misty Mountain Range to escape from the beasts' encirclement.

"Dong WuMing, you can't run away anymore. I didn't expect you to have a Tianyi Snow Lion, but its power level is too low to save you," Bifang Shan said from afar, rapidly closing the distance. They were less than a thousand meters away and were about to catch up.

"Old poisoner, we're done for. Do you have any other methods?" Li Lin asked, as the two strong men were too powerful, even faster than the Tianyi Snow Lion, and their strength was terrifying.

"This damned Tianxing Sect, I'll settle the score with them one day," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal cursed coldly, his face twitching as if reluctant. He formed a hand seal and cast a multicolored dense fog into the air behind them.

In the midst of the multicolored dense fog, a huge amount of energy diffused, carrying an unpleasant and pungent smell, completely enveloping the entire sky.

Outside the multicolored dense fog, Bifang Shan and Fang ChengYou's figures were no longer visible. In that moment, the Tianyi Snow Lion had already flown far away.

"We need to find a place to settle down. My last possession won't trap those two for long," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal said.

"What did you just use, old poisoner?" Li Lin asked, seeing the astonishing energy within the multicolored dense fog and the pained expression on the old poisoner's face.

"That was the material I intended to use for refining a high-level sixth-grade poison pill. I spent a lot of time and effort collecting it. If I had succeeded in making that poison pill, I might have been able to break through to the Spirit King realm. Now it's all gone. To gather those materials again would take nine or ten years," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal lamented.

"They won't catch up, right?" Li Lin looked back, still worried.

"For now, they shouldn't be able to catch up, but we need to find a place to settle down quickly," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal said.

"The more dangerous a place, the safer it is," Li Lin suggested, looking down at a dense forest mountain range below. "Snow Lion, let's go down."

In the mountain range covered with dense forests, Li Lin didn't know where they were. After entering the mountains, he had the Tianyi Snow Lion keep a low profile.

"Kid, you dare to stay here? Aren't you afraid those two old ghosts will find us?" the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal asked.

"If those two catch up, we can't escape anyway. It's better to hide here. They will think we've fled far away and won't expect us to hide nearby," Li Lin said, eyeing a large cave nearby.

"Let's settle here for the night. They should have left by then," Li Lin said as the sky was turning to dusk, making it difficult for the two men to find them.

"You're quite bold. Anyway, I can't move anymore, so I'll listen to you," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal said. They entered the cave, and Li Lin secretly instructed Little dragon to guard the entrance, just in case the two strong men came looking.

"Kid, you saved my life. I owe you twice now. I, the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal Dong WuMing, don't owe people. Once my injuries heal, I can do two things for you within my power," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal said in the cave.

"Are you serious, old poisoner?" Li Lin asked bluntly. A favor from a Spirit Marshal was valuable.

"I wouldn't lie to a kid like you," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal glanced at Li Lin. "Also, if you call me 'old poisoner' again, I might really give you a taste of poison."

Li Lin involuntarily stepped back a bit, smiling slightly. "Actually, 'old poisoner' is quite a nice name. You're not trying to take advantage of me and make me call you 'uncle,' are you? I won't agree to that."

"Suit yourself. You're the person I've talked to the most in many years," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal sighed, showing a self-mocking bitter smile, his demeanor no longer cold and forbidding.

"Why, don't you have a family?" Li Lin asked.

"Family, they died a long time ago," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal replied.

"What about your wife? Aren't you married?" Li Lin asked curiously.

"Wife, I had a fiancée once," the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal's calm face suddenly twitched, his eyes spreading with coldness. "Unfortunately, that woman was heartless and brought ruin to my family. I live to seek revenge on her. She joined the Tianxing Sect, and I've tried several times to kill her but couldn't."

"Sorry, old poisoner, I shouldn't have asked these things," Li Lin said, feeling apologetic for bringing up the old poisoner's painful past.