"Level-five demonic beast!"
Yuan Ming swept his gaze over the eight-legged octopus, his eyes narrowing slightly.
The octopus seemed to have only just noticed Thunder Rain. It froze for a moment, then its body rapidly swelled, growing nearly three times larger in an instant. Immediately afterward, the abyssal maw hidden beneath its body suddenly opened, revealing rings upon rings of enormous sharp teeth.
From that gaping mouth, it spewed out an incomparably dense dark green mist that spread hundreds of zhang in an instant, enveloping Thunder Rain.
Wherever it passed, popping sounds erupted through the air, accompanied by waves of heavy, putrid stench.
The dark green poisonous mist covered too wide an area, while Thunder Rain was traveling too quickly to dodge. It plunged straight into it.
The instant it entered the Black Mist, a stabbing pain shot through its eyes. Unable to endure it, it could only shut them. When it tried to use its divine sense to discern its bearings, it discovered that the dark green poisonous mist interfered with its divine sense, leaving it unable to detect anything at all.
At the same time, the feathers on its body, tougher than iron plumes, rapidly rotted away one by one under the Black Mist's corrosion.
The formation protecting Nan Shangfeng atop Thunder Rain's back was also continuously giving off white smoke beneath the dark green poisonous mist's corrosion. It looked as though it would not be able to hold out much longer.
Nan Shangfeng's mouth went dry and his tongue parched. He instinctively tried to search for Yuan Ming, but he could not see him anywhere.
Just then, a sharp sword cry suddenly rang out from the void ahead.
Like a rising sun, a streak of sword light tore through the poisonous mist that shrouded everything like night,