"Have you forgotten? I am the heir of the Thousand Evil Poison Technique, and you actually want to use poison against me. Who are you looking down on?"
Tang Ming took a deep breath, displaying a look of utter comfort.
"Brat, although the Thousand Evil Poison Technique is powerful, we are all experts in poison cultivation too. You are no match for us!"
A bald elder, while smoothing his long eyebrows, eagerly shouted, "Sect Leader, I request the battle to turn this brat into a disabled stick and avenge the disciples of our sect."
"Alright! Elder Tian Liu, let this arrogant fool see what a Six-star Martial General is."
Tang Kaiyu nodded.
"Brat, give me your life."
After receiving the order, Tian Liu roared, a layer of black Vigorous Air Armor surged over his body, the armor enveloped by a layer of dark poison fog.
The poison fog churned and transformed into a one-horned rhino, wrapping around Tian Liu's body and ferociously charging at Tang Ming.
