Faintly, there was a trace of sweetness inside it, but it was very light. If one did not pay attention, it was impossible to smell at all.
Yet Jiang the Old Monster's expression changed.
This thing was poisonous!
Light flickered all over his body; he had already activated his Spirit Power Shield.
Almost at the same time, the Ghost Mist began to surge, suddenly becoming even thicker. How was this still mist? Instead, it bore some resemblance to the ink an Octopus Monster sprayed in the sea.
With a whoosh, it wrapped around him, and at the same time, a powerful Demon Power surged forth in abundance.
However, unlike the aura emitted by ordinary Demon Beasts, that Demon Power was mixed with a heavy air of death. As a great cultivator at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, Jiang the Old Monster was naturally broadly experienced, and his pupils could not help shrinking slightly. He knew he had encountered a legendary Ghost Beast.
The change had come in an instant, but although the old monster's face was full of gloom, he was startled but not thrown into chaos. With a sweep of his sleeve, an immortal sword of ancient and simple design flew out.
Green light flickered, and its surface was also wrapped in azure arcs of electricity.
"Swift!"
Jiang the Old Monster pointed forward, and a thick arc of electricity leaped from the immortal sword. After rolling once, it actually transformed into a miniature flood dragon. Waving its two sharp claws, it grabbed toward the encircling Yin Mist.
It split to both sides and tore fiercely.
Logically speaking, lightning-attribute techniques had an excellent restraining effect against Yinhun and ghostly things, and Jiang the Old Monster's Purple Lightning Sword was even more extraordinary in power.
Yet the scene before him was