"What happened?"
"Is this... poison?"
Jiang Meng turned his head in horror. Seeing his subordinates enveloped in a bizarre, multicolored energy as their flesh rotted away, he shrieked, his scalp tingling with dread.
What kind of poison could silently afflict a group of Canglan River cultivators and render them completely powerless?
POP! POP! POP!
The afflicted cultivators exploded one by one. Blood and flesh splattered in all directions, sizzling as it hit the ground and quickly burning large, horrifying craters into the earth.
"Xu Yang, you bastard! To think a top-tier genius would resort to such underhanded methods!" Jiang Meng trembled, roaring in anger.
Meanwhile, Xu Yang fiercely clashed with the strongest cultivators at the Late Stage of Golden Immortal.
BOOM!
The immortal essence within his body erupted like a landslide or a tsunami. Every strand was condensed from thousands of blade auras, filled with a suffocating, lethal sharpness.
