At the same time, Shen Congwen, who arrived late, saw the two groups of people standing in front of the ruins and did not dare to approach them; he stayed hidden behind a large rock, waiting quietly.
Shen Congwen immediately noticed Shen Xianming in the midst of the ruins, incessantly searching for an entrance, and he felt a surge of frustration in his chest. At that moment, he hated his own lack of martial arts skills; otherwise, he would have gone up there and dragged that ingrate back to the Shen Family to apologize!
He quietly took out his mobile phone, made another call to Chu Ge to report the situation here, and then put away his phone.
But it seemed as if he thought of something, took out his phone again, and captured the scene unfolding before his eyes.
He focused his camera not on the battle between Tang Jiahui and Elder Gui, but rather on Shen Xianming and Honda Sakura, who were persistently searching for the entrance amidst the ruins.
He knew that his grandfather still harbored feelings of guilt for this child who had been adopted into their family, even though he had once nearly killed his grandmother. The remorse in his grandfather’s heart for him was still significant.
He wanted to record this moment to later show his grandfather.
To show him how this person, after making such mistakes, continued to treat their Shen Family.
While he was engrossed in capturing these scenes, the battle on the other side heated up.
Elder Gui, seemingly toying with these people on purpose, did not use his full force against them but slightly concealed his true strength.
Tang Jiahui, believing that Elder Gui was only this capable, felt somewhat relieved.
He huffed lightly, "Brothers, this guy is all flash with no substance. Let’s all go at once; whoever can capture him will be handsomely rewarded."
As soon as they heard about the reward, everyone seemed to be injected with adrenaline and even those who were initially reluctant rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward.
Seeing that everyone charged at him at once, Elder Gui’s lips curled in contempt, a bunch of idiots!
Stopping the cat-and-mouse game, Elder Gui began to concentrate his energy, and a black mist slowly enshrouded his palms, gradually growing larger and forming a sphere about the size of a basketball.
Some among them recognized the technique and looked at Elder Gui in shock, "You... you’re Elder Gui?"
Elder Gui slightly raised his eyebrows, and his disdainful gaze clearly conveyed a message - realizing who he was now was too late.
Tang Jiahui paused for a moment, confused, "Who is Elder Gui?"
One of them said with tragic resolve, "Elder Gui is the Sect Leader of the Ghost Poison Sect, he is an Innate Grandmaster!"
The words ’Innate Grandmaster’ made the brothers who were about to charge forward freeze in their tracks.
Was this guy joking? Which of them could possibly stand against an Innate Grandmaster?
Even a hundred of them would be no match!
However, some became cowardly; they all stopped in their tracks, not even daring to take another step forward. But by the time they realized who they were dealing with, it was already too late.
Elder Gui was using a unique technique belonging to the Ghost Poison Sect; once this poisonous gas was released, everyone present would become his puppets, like the walking dead.
The only drawback of this technique was the long preparation time, but for these people, it was already enough.
Luckily, Shen Congwen was a bit far from the poison gas and didn’t inhale much, only falling into unconsciousness.
But it was different for Tang Jiahui and those Tang Sect disciples.
Especially for Tang Jiahui, who was already unconvinced in his heart, "What bullshit Ghost Poison Sect Leader. If he had the ability of an Innate Grandmaster, wouldn’t I be able to sense it?" It was obvious that he was just bluffing.
Even now, Tang Jiahui still didn’t believe that Elder Gui was of the level of an Innate Grandmaster. His mind was still dominated by his arrogance, and he even arrogantly believed that even if Elder Gui were an Innate Grandmaster, what of it? He was now at the Late Innate stage and would soon reach the level of an Innate Grandmaster.
The reason Tang Jiahui could think that someone at the Late Innate stage could compete with an Innate Grandmaster was because of Chu Ge.
He had heard from others that Chu Ge, at the Late Innate stage, had once stood up to several Innate Grandmasters and had come through unscathed!
If that guy could do it, then so could he.
At this moment, Tang Jiahui had completely forgotten that although there are only three words difference between Late Innate and Great Perfection Late Innate, the capabilities are vastly different!
The poison gas had already spread, and Tang Jiahui didn’t even know how he had collapsed onto the ground. He did not even have the strength to stand up, lying there on the ground limp as a pile of mud.
"How is this possible?" Tang Jiahui was shocked, he didn’t even see how Elder Gui made his move.
He just saw the black orb swell continuously, until just now, when he was about to rush forward, but was met head-on by the black fog.
The brothers on the ground were all howling in pain, they didn’t know what had happened either, just that after inhaling a breath of poison gas they became weak and limp.
The Ghost Poison Sect truly lives up to its name, using poison in such a vicious and ruthless manner.
Tang Jiahui was caught off guard, and now even if he wanted to leave, he could not.
At this moment he was unable to move his whole body, as if all his energy had been drained away.
Shen Xianming, seeing this scene, began to feel fearful. He even silently prayed in his heart, hoping to find the entrance quickly, otherwise, he might be the next one to suffer!
Honda Sakura approached with a smile, leaning against Elder Gui, "They are still children after all, why are you so heavy-handed?"
Although she said this, the disdain in her eyes stabbed Tang Jiahui like needles, "Second Young Master Tang, sometimes being too conceited can be lethal!"
Tang Jiahui’s lips moved as he attempted to say something, but then a sweet, fishy taste rushed into his throat, and a mouthful of black blood sprayed out from his throat.
The black blood emitted a thick stench, making Honda Sakura frown involuntarily and subconsciously cover her nose and mouth.
Suddenly, not far away, Shen Congwen also suffered the same fate, he was lying on the ground convulsing, staring blankly ahead.
He wanted to take out his phone to call for help, but didn’t have the slightest strength to do so.
Elder Gui seemed to know of his presence and casually glanced in his direction, then leisurely walked over.
It wasn’t until she came around the rock that Honda Sakura saw Shen Congwen and paused for a moment, and then it quickly dawned on her, a gleam of schadenfreude crossed her lips, "Mr. Shen, what happened to you? Why are you lying on the ground? It just so happens we were worried about not being able to find the entrance, your timing is perfect."
Shen Congwen glared at her with wide eyes, and with gritted teeth he shook his head. Expecting him to show them the entrance? No way!
Honda Sakura just saw Shen Congwen struggling to speak, and with some patience, she squatted down and said in a low voice, "If you want us to save you, it’s not impossible, but it will depend on your performance."