Starting as a stray dog, I embarked on a journey of cultivation.

Faced with the sneak attack, the Overlord Saint Lord reacted extremely quickly, pointing his right hand to the side and a crimson talisman instantly condensed from his fingertip.

With a flash of inspiration, an invisible barrier appeared in the void.

The black poison needles that were flying all over the sky were all suspended in mid-air, buzzing and vibrating, unable to move forward an inch.

However, due to the hasty defense, one poisoned needle managed to penetrate the barrier and pierce the outstretched palm of the Overlord Saint.

In an instant, the black toxin spread rapidly along the wound and climbed up the meridians, turning his entire palm black at a visible speed.

The Overlord's brows furrowed sharply, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

The talisman array floating behind him surged with spiritual light, and dozens of talismans flew out, quickly piecing together and converging, eventually transforming into a giant firebird with a wingspan of several meters.

The crimson flames burned fiercely, and with a sharp screech, it rushed straight at the spotted snake.

The spotted snake was startled and dared not take the attack head-on. It suddenly darted away into the distance, desperately dodging the oncoming firebird.

From afar in mid-air, Black Tiger witnessed this scene and burst into laughter: "Hahaha! Even a Nascent Soul cultivator cannot escape death today after being poisoned by the specially made venom of the Spotted Snake!"

Gou An stood at the rear of the formation, his heart filled with astonishment.

Who would have thought that the spotted snake, who had been slacking off the whole time and hadn't made a move, was actually the team's hidden killer.

Take advantage of the enemy's momentary lapse in concentration, stealthily sneak up close and launch a surprise attack, delivering the final blow to defeat the enemy!

Meanwhile, as the Overlord Saint Lord saw the poison continuing to erode upwards along his arm, and his spiritual energy could no longer stop it, he didn't even blink as he rapidly formed hand seals with his other hand.

At the same time, a huge talisman blade made of countless talisman papers flew out from the talisman array behind him, flashed with cold light, and suddenly fell down.

He actually severed his own poisoned arm cleanly!

"Pfft!"

The severed arm fell from mid-air, its black, poisonous blood spraying from the broken end. As soon as it dripped onto the rocks below, the rocks began to sizzle and corrode, emitting plumes of black smoke.

After the severed arm hit the ground, the toxins continued to circulate wildly on it. Without the nourishment of spiritual energy, the arm, now separated from the body, quickly turned into a pool of foul-smelling black water under the influence of the toxins.

The Holy Lord of Overlord's wound surged with spiritual light, instantly sealing his blood vessels and stopping the bleeding, leaving only a severed limb.

His face darkened, but he showed no panic. Instead, he sneered, "You still haven't shaken off your habit of underestimating your opponent!"

At the same time, Black Tiger ordered, "Attack together! Kill him!"

Before he finished speaking, the other demon generals rushed towards the Overlord Saint, clearly intending to take advantage of his illness and kill him.

However, the Holy Lord of Overlord suddenly changed his hand seals. From the talisman array floating behind him, countless talismans flew out and converged rapidly towards the spot where his arm was severed, like a swarm of bees.

The talismans overlapped and intertwined, outlining the shape of an arm. A spiritual light flowed, and the talisman patterns slowly disappeared into the outline.

In the blink of an eye, all the talismans vanished without a trace, and a brand new, intact arm actually grew on his shoulder, with clear skin and muscle texture, and his five fingers could bend and straighten freely, as if the arm that had just been severed had never happened.

Seeing the approaching demon generals, the Overlord Saint Lord's eyes narrowed, and he held nothing back.

He rapidly formed hand seals, and the massive talisman array behind him began to spin at high speed, with countless talismans pouring out from the array like rain, transforming in mid-air.

Sharp wind blades tore through the air, rolling thunder and fire crackled and exploded, scorching meteorites fell with fiery tails, and countless ice spikes covered the ground.

A barrage of magical attacks, combining elements of wood, fire, earth, metal, and water, rained down upon the charging demon general.

The demon generals, who had rushed halfway, never expected that the Overlord Saint Lord could repair his severed arm so quickly. Caught off guard, they were caught off guard by this combined attack.

Several muffled thuds rose and fell in succession. The demon generals had no time to dodge completely and could only defend hastily, but they were still hit by the spells one after another.

One by one, their bodies fell from mid-air and were pressed to the ground below, unable to get up.

With a deafening roar, the formation completely collapsed!

The ghost tide that had been sealed off earlier broke free and surged out again, letting out mournful howls once more. Without stopping, it continued to pounce on Gou An and the Evil Bone Taoist behind them like a madman.

"They're here again!" Gou An shouted, watching the black horde of ghosts surge forward once more. "Evil Bone Guardian, make your move!"

But the Evil Bone Daoist merely curled his lips into a smile and slowly said, "I'll deal with the true form of the Overlord Saint Lord. These troublesome things are yours, Gou Huguo!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored Gou An's reaction and suddenly opened and closed the folding fan in his hand, instantly creating a thick whirlwind that enveloped him tightly.

The next instant, his figure soared into the air, spinning like a top, directly passing through the surging tide of ghosts, breaking through in the blink of an eye and disappearing from sight.

Gou An stood there stunned, and couldn't help but curse.

Seeing the ghost tide rushing towards him, he could only quickly circulate the demonic power around his body and unleash the demonic technique, the Demonic Essence Dharma Form.

Then, a powerful demonic energy robe emerged from his body, wrapping around it layer by layer.

At the same time, he suddenly flipped his right hand and took out the bone staff.

But before it could be used, it was swallowed up by the ghost tide.

On the other side, after breaking through the encirclement of the ghost tide, the Evil Bone Taoist glanced back and happened to see Gou An being swallowed up by the overwhelming ghost tide.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips as he muttered under his breath, "What a piece of trash."

At this moment, all the demon generals had been wounded and collapsed to the ground, their bodies covered in injuries, barely clinging to life, no longer able to take to the air to fight.

The spotted snake that had successfully launched a sneak attack was then pounced on by the firebird, and collapsed to the ground, motionless, as if its entire body had been roasted.

In the vast battlefield, only the Evil Bone Daoist and the Overlord Saint Lord remained, facing each other from afar.

The Overlord Saint Lord's gaze fell on the Evil Bone Daoist, a smirk playing on his lips. The spiritual light of the talisman array behind him surged, clearly indicating that he recognized the Evil Bone Daoist's profound cultivation and was about to launch a full-force attack.

But the Evil Bone Daoist waved his hand gently and stopped him, saying, "Fellow Daoist, wait! There's no need for us to fight."

The Overlord Saint Lord paused, his hand forming a magic seal, the movement halting in mid-air. He then asked curiously, "What does that mean?"

The Evil Bone Daoist spoke slowly, his tone calm: "I can give you one million spirit stones, as long as you hand over Nine Furnace True Man as a hostage."

At this point, he glanced around and continued, "As for the life and death of these monsters, it has nothing to do with me. I only need to take Master Jiulu back to report."

Upon hearing this, the Overlord Saint was slightly taken aback, but after a moment he suddenly realized what was going on and burst into laughter: "I understand now, so that's how it is."

"Are you using me to get rid of them all?"