Alchemy & Martial Supreme

When he realized that no one was paying attention to him, Wang Biliao slowly moved his body behind the large rock. He bent his body and tried his best to avoid everyone's line of sight as he gently moved his body backwards.    

Soon, Wang Biliao left. When he saw that there was a distance between him and the others, he slipped away like a wisp of smoke. Wang Biliao ran away as fast as he could.    

"Qin Ming! I curse you to die at the hands of the Poison Demons." Wang Biliao cursed in his heart as he ran.    

He hated Qin Ming to the core, and he hoped that Qin Ming would die at the hands of the Poison Demon.    

The Poison Demon here was no match for Qin Ming, but the Poison Demon family was very powerful, and Qin Ming was likely to die in their hands.    

Wang Biliao would rather the Supreme World be ruled by the Poison Demons, and he didn't want Qin Ming to live either.    

Just when he thought that he would be able to escape with his life, he was blocked by a few Martial Cultivators in black.    

Wang Biliao woke up from his sweet dream of Qin Ming being killed by the Poison Demons. He looked at the Fighters in front of him and couldn't help but retreat.    

"Everyone...Everyone, this place is filled with Poison Demons. We all belong to the human Martial Cultivators. Please do not kill each other, and give the Poison Demons a chance!" Wang Biliao forced himself to calm down.    

He knew that there were many human Martial Cultivators in the wilderness who would pick Source Plants while hunting Vicious Beasts. When they encountered lone human Martial Cultivators, they would not hesitate to attack for the sake of benefits.    

Although his martial arts realm had also reached the Divine Beast Realm, he rarely fought with others, and he had never even hunted Vicious Beasts. He was very clear about his own martial arts strength and was definitely not a match for other Martial Cultivators of the same realm.    

Hearing Wang Biliao's words, the few people wearing black robes took off their black robes and revealed their true appearances.    

As the black robes fell, the aura of the human Martial Cultivators on their bodies disappeared, and the unique evil aura of the Poison Demon appeared.    

"Poison... Poison Demon Martial Cultivator!" Seeing the true identities of the few of them, Wang Biliao sat on the spot paralyzed and couldn't help but retreat.    

If he met a human Martial Cultivator, he might still have a chance to live, but if he met a Poison Demon, death might be the best outcome.    

If he fell into the hands of the Poison Demon, he would definitely suffer a fate worse than death. With his martial arts strength, he was definitely not a match for the Poison Demons in front of him. He wouldn't even be able to escape.    

However, he didn't have the courage to commit suicide.    

"It seems that the effect of the cloak is not bad. At the same realm, the human Martial Cultivators will not be able to discover us." A short-haired Poison Demon said with a smile.    

The other Poison Demons also laughed when they saw the sorry state of the Martial Cultivators on the ground.    

Looking at the reaction of the Martial Cultivator on the ground, they knew that the other party must not have discovered their real identity just now.    

"However, this is the first time I've seen a human Martial Cultivator who is so afraid of death. With such a weak personality, he should be able to become our subordinate." A Poison Demon said with a smile. As he spoke, he walked towards Wang Biliao.    

"What's your name?" The short-haired Poison Demon asked.    

"My name is Wang Biliao. Lords, please don't capture me. I'm just a piece of trash. Even if you capture me, it's useless." Wang Biliao kneeled on the ground and begged the Poison Demons.    

"You are indeed a piece of trash. However, trash has its value. Come with us. Maybe you can become one of us." The short-haired Poison Devil said with a smile.    

Although his voice sounded gentle, it gave people a cold feeling.