'I'm still missing a Soul-Ensnaring Mandala Flower and a Three Immortal Corpse Toad…'
An ugly-looking venomous scorpion was pinned to a block of bluestone, its stinger still thrashing violently with a sharp SSSSSS.
Venom splattered, and the bluestone, like foam, was easily corroded, forming small pits.
A few drops also landed on the sword's blade, which shimmered like flowing moonlight. Wisps of green smoke rose as the poisonous mist and the moonlight mingled into a dazzling, illusory glow.
This venomous scorpion had reached the level of a Tier Three Peak Spirit Insect, yet it took Bai Zichen only a single sword strike to rob it of all power to resist.
With a flick of his Sword Light, he severed the stinger and Poison Sac, placing them in a silk pouch.
After advancing to the Mid-Stage Nascent Soul realm, Bai Zichen continued his journey through the Hundred Thousand Evil Mountains.
