Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi's eyes lit up instantly upon seeing those bags, they quickly clasped their hands and responded, "Clan Leader, before entering the clan's territory, there's a near-bending river canyon between towering mountains on both sides."
Those bags contained the poison powder they prepared on the way from Mieqin River Bay.
"Take these," Chu Ming threw the poison to the two, then took out another bag with antidote, "Lead the clan members, and spread the poison along the mountains towards the river canyon."
"Yes." Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi's tense faces relaxed, a murderous intent even flashed between their eyebrows.
Feeng Jun, Feeng Ying, and other clan members of the Wind Spirit Race looked suspiciously at those large bags.
"Clan Elder, Elder Feeng Ying," Feeng Zhi lifted a bag, his eyes cold as ice, "This is the poison configured by the Clan Leader."
"Poison?"
Clan Elder Feeng Jun and Feeng Ying were even more puzzled.
At their level, poison was practically useless.
