"What a powerful poison!"
Lin Chang'an was also taken aback; this poison was terrifying. Fortunately, he wasn't afraid of poison; otherwise, this potent poison would be unbearable for ordinary Core Formation Cultivators.
"Hiss!"
The Sword Aura he had secretly prepared hadn't been deployed—it was this unexpectedly strong poisonous mist—but the Sword Servant had already dashed forward.
All three were Core Formation Middle Stage cultivators, first poisoned, losing nine-tenths of their power and having no resistance against the Sword Servant's terrifying Sword Aura.
"Not good!"
The gray-haired elder suddenly realized something was wrong. His Escape Technique and swift reaction made Lin Chang'an marvel.
He had transformed into a stream of light and escaped.
Under the cloak of night, illuminated by the beautiful aurora, the gray-haired elder, Fan Lao Da, was drenched in cold sweat, utterly terrified.
He hadn't expected to hit a hard wall this time.
