"Myriad Poison Prison Realm, a mid-level Heaven-class Dou Technique, is one of the most powerful Dou Techniques in our entire Myriad Poison Den. Though its range is not large, once someone is trapped within it, the chances of escape..." The First Prince spoke softly. He did not finish his sentence, but the gravity in his eyes already made his stance clear.
"And if one cannot break through the prison realm in a short time, then as time passes, with the Poison King's poison arts, even a Four-star Dou Sheng will perish...!"
Nan He knew this Dou Technique as well. Seeing Xiao Heng enveloped within it, she could not help but worry. Just as she was about to say something, she turned and saw that Qing Lin was somewhat nervous, but Zi Yan was actually eating fruit—red fruit, the kind that looked like apples.
"Aren't you worried?" Nan He could not help asking as she looked at Zi Yan's relaxed expression.
"Worried about what? Worried that old fellow will kill Xiao Heng?"
Crunch...!
Zi Yan took another bite of fruit. Chewing, she said indistinctly, "What's there to worry about? He's merely an early Three-star Dou Sheng, some old fellow. How could he possibly kill Xiao Heng? Don't worry! Xiao Heng will definitely get out in less than ten breaths."
Looking at Zi Yan, Nan He truly did not know what to say. Compared to Zi Yan, she was an outsider. Even his own people were not worried, so why should she be?
Moreover, hearing Zi Yan say that, she suddenly felt that it really was possible. Looking at the purple poison realm in the sky, she silently began counting down...!
"Ten... nine... eight..."
Within the poison realm, countless clouds of poison fog filled the space around Xiao Heng, ceaselessly eroding his