The situation on Wan Jun Peak had turned.
Under the influence of the potent supplement, Kaiyang Taoist's mind grew muddled, and his punches became increasingly chaotic.
Bai Yuan circled him, saber in hand.
His hands never stopped moving. Silently, the Fire Spirit was infused into Kaiyang Taoist's body.
An ordinary person, even with a Fire Spirit, could never have poisoned Kaiyang Taoist.
But Bai Yuan was different. He possessed the master-level Ten Thousand Poison Hand. Even if he administered poison right under Kaiyang Taoist's nose, the man wouldn't have noticed.
In that moment, all the skills Bai Yuan had learned transformed into an art of combat.
Just as Lu Xiaoyu had said, a direct, head-on confrontation was always the crudest method of killing.
Finally, Bai Yuan identified enough openings.
His Broken River Saber Technique was ready to be unleashed.
Kaiyang Taoist instinctively sensed the danger.
