While Nie Yun was drinking wine, eating meat, and watching the show in utter comfort, the other group was on the verge of collapse.
The Marsh Wasps swarmed out to forage, forming a beast tide that would last for three days and three nights. It was clear there was still some time before it ended.
"Your Majesty Huangg Ling, I can't hold on any longer!"
His Majesty Yuang Feng of the Divine Mountain Empire was one of the weaker members of the group. Although he hadn't been stung by the poisonous wasps, he had inhaled too much of the toxic gas and couldn't bear it anymore.
As an Emperor, he had prepared plenty of various Antitoxic Pills, but the toxic gas was simply too dense. Not even the most potent elixirs could hold it back.
Right now, Yuang Feng's eyes were turning black, blood was pouring from his seven orifices, and his entire body was trembling as if he were having an epileptic seizure.
