"Elder! This kid's hand is poisoned, you... must be... careful... be wary..."

After strenuously delivering this reminder, the black-clad man who was poisoned collapsed to the ground and died.

After death, his body rapidly withered, turning into a mummy.

"This... this..." The elders who had arrived were shocked, never expecting such a result from the poisoning. Now, they were even more determined to eliminate this venomous bastard Lin Yifan.

The next moment, they released their aura, using their full cultivation power to lock Lin Yifan's position, preventing him from escaping.

Under this pressure, Lin Yifan could barely move; he had no way to escape. At this moment, he didn't know what to do.

After locking Lin Yifan's position, these elders, who were above the Divine Transformation Third Realm, immediately charged at him with their weapons, intending to cut him into pieces.

The situation seemed hopeless; Lin Yifan felt desolate and closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

The next moment, just as he thought he was certain to die, a miracle happened.

The nearby wall suddenly collapsed, and a figure rushed out, attacking the black-clad men.

The person was none other than the prison boss who had given him three days to prove he wasn't an undercover agent.

At this moment, the prison boss revealed his true strength; a power of the True Master Realm swept through, oppressing everyone in the cell.

Lin Yifan was extremely shocked; he never expected the prison boss to be a True Master Realm expert. Fortunately, he hadn't held much resentment towards him, or he would be in big trouble.

On the other side, the elders from the clans were equally shocked.

They never expected a True Master Realm expert in the prison to protect Lin Yifan. If they had known, they would never have agreed to come and assassinate him.

Now, the strength disparity between the enemy and themselves was too great; they were no match at all, so they had only one option left, which was to escape.

But in front of a True Master Realm expert, could they escape?

So, the prison boss released his cultivation power, locking down the clan elders who wanted to escape, then used the same martial arts as Lin Yifan to kill the elders.

The clan elders didn't even have time to react before they were struck, poisoned, and killed, without even a chance to repent. It was truly tragic.

"Witchcraft Palm! How does he know this martial art?" Lin Yifan questioned.

He was stunned. Could it be that he had just learned it? Impossible, because the Witchcraft Palm, besides its techniques, required poisoning the palm, which couldn't be achieved overnight. Therefore, it was certain that the prison boss hadn't just learned it.

If not learned recently, there was only one possibility: the prison boss was very likely a member of the Voodoo Sect.

Considering the high realm of the prison boss and his hiding here, Lin Yifan thought it was very likely he was evading the pursuit of the Central Plains cultivation sects.

Because the Central Plains cultivation sects had issued an order to annihilate the Voodoo Sect and would not spare any of its disciples.

"No wonder he came to my rescue, thinking I was also a disciple of the Voodoo Sect." Lin Yifan suddenly understood.

God always leaves a way out; this feeling was wonderful. If he could survive this disaster, future blessings awaited.

After dealing with the clan elders, the prison boss came over and asked concernedly, "Are you alright?"

Meeting a fellow disciple here, the feeling was amazing; he was very excited.

"I'm fine!" Lin Yifan replied, then curiously asked, "Are you a member of the Voodoo Sect?"

"Yes! I'm the senior disciple, the master's first disciple," the prison boss revealed his identity without reservation.

The reason he didn't guard against Lin Yifan was that he believed Lin Yifan was undoubtedly a disciple of the Voodoo Sect and possibly the master's direct disciple or a descendant of one.

Because in the Voodoo Sect, only the True Master's direct disciples had the opportunity to learn the "Witchcraft Palm."

And just now, through observation, he was certain that the palm technique Lin Yifan performed was the genuine "Witchcraft Palm," exactly like what he knew.

"So you're my senior brother, nice to meet you!" Lin Yifan greeted politely.

He called the prison boss senior brother with a specific purpose: to inform him that their master was still alive. This way, in the near future, if he encountered other remnants of the Voodoo Sect, there would be someone to help deter them.

"Senior brother? Could it be you're the master's direct disciple?" The prison boss was greatly surprised, never expecting Lin Yifan to have this identity.

"Exactly." Lin Yifan nodded his head in response.

"But why are you so young?" the prison boss questioned.

As far as he knew, the Voodoo Sect had disappeared for over a century, and many disciples then couldn't withstand the erosion of time, their appearances aged. Lin Yifan didn't look like a disciple from that time, so why did he call him senior brother? Could it be that the master wasn't dead?

Thinking of this, he was greatly encouraged and excited.

If this was true, he finally had a reason to keep living.

"Because I am a disciple that the master accepted in recent years," Lin Yifan answered.

"The master is still alive?"

The closer he got to the truth, the more impatient the prison boss became.

"Senior brother, how can you curse the master like that?" Lin Yifan scolded.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I got impatient and misspoke. Please forgive me, junior brother. Don't tell the master," the prison boss apologized sincerely, as he was indeed at fault.

"Everyone thinks the master is dead, but he's actually alive and well. He's preparing to return and annihilate all the sects in the Central Plains cultivation world," Lin Yifan replied.

This was exhilarating news; the prison boss never thought he would have a chance to see his master again. It was truly exciting.

He then grabbed Lin Yifan by the shoulders, shaking him violently and asked excitedly, "Where is the master now? I miss him so much! I want to see him!"

"Senior brother, calm down! Calm down! I'm getting dizzy!" Lin Yifan persuaded, really dizzy from the shaking.

The prison boss realized his mistake and apologized profusely, "Junior brother, I'm sorry. I got too excited and couldn't control myself, please understand."

"I understand your feelings, senior brother. To be honest with you, the master is now in an isolated place, researching a new kind of poison. He wants to make the Witchcraft Palm the most poisonous and strongest palm technique in the world. Once he succeeds, he will come out and annihilate the Central Plains cultivation sects for the revenge of our sect's annihilation!" Lin Yifan explained.

"Then tell me quickly where the master is, I really want to see him," the prison boss urged impatiently.

"Senior brother, as I just said, the master is in closed cultivation and won't see anyone," Lin Yifan explained.

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