Taichu Daoist Palace.
The Poisoned Wine inside Su Qing's body had yet to be refined.
But his eyes flew wide open.
"Damn it!"
"Here we go again."
'I can't believe my Profound Immortal Sword was recognized by that Dragon by sheer coincidence.'
'Doesn't this mean the karma between the two races will fall on my head?'
Su Qing endured his physical discomfort and closed his eyes again.
'This is going to be a problem.'
'I hope nothing else comes of this.'
Su Qing was not in a good mood.
This whole affair left a bad taste in his mouth.
He'd promised himself he wouldn't get involved, but somehow, he'd ended up right in the middle of it.
Su Qing sighed. 'It's already happened. I can only hope nothing major comes of it.'
He took out a leaf and ate it.
Closing his eyes, he let his Poison Absorption Body continue to absorb the toxins.
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「About ten days later.」
Quite a few people had already arrived at the entrance to Su Qing's world.
The Last Life Clan.
