However, evading the first attack allowed Yang Xiao to notice something unusual. The blob of phlegm mixed with rotten flesh hit a tree by the roadside.
Soon, the tree wilted and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The branches and leaves withered and fell, and the falling leaves rotted into black sludge even before reaching the ground.
"This flesh... is strange!" Yang Xiao realized at this moment that his connection with the Ring-Headed Saber in his hand was gradually weakening.
Even more terrifying was that the rotten flesh clinging to the blade seemed alive, beginning to grow blood vessels and fascia, slowly consuming the blade. At this rate, within a few minutes, the rotten flesh would completely envelop the saber.
Yang Xiao finally understood this guy's ability—it was decay, corrosion.
This guy could contaminate the opponent's magic artifact.
