The demonic power was not weaker than that of the Green Wind Demon Eagle.
But a viscous, glue-like mass, exuding a dizzying and nauseating stench, was continuously writhing and changing form. It was a ghastly green poisonous breath, like a living giant python, shooting out along the ruins of a shattered city wall.
This poisonous breath not only contained the Great Dao of Corrosion and Poison but also an exceptionally cunning and filthy spiritual impact, silent and stealthy, bypassing the frontline battle, attempting to interfere with Jiang Shu's divine soul from the side.
The two Demon Venerables, one engaging in close combat slaughter and the other launching a bizarre long-range sneak attack, worked together with deadly precision.
Faced with this impeccable kill situation from above and below, Jiang Shu did not allow his gaze to waver even slightly.
He has been on this path for a long time.
Compared to many cultivators, Jiang Shu has faced too many from the Demon Race.
