"Oh?" Wei Yang's eyes lit up. He humbly asked for guidance, "Then have you ever heard of a Special Physique called the Body of Calamitous Poison?"
"The Body of Calamitous Poison?!" Elder Yao's hand trembled, nearly tearing out several hairs from his beard. His eyes widened. "Why are you suddenly asking about that?"
"As expected, you know about it." Wei Yang spread his hands, seemingly helpless. "One of my friends has the Body of Calamitous Poison."
Elder Yao's gaze immediately sharpened, and his expression turned grave. "Has the Body of Calamitous Poison appeared again... Sigh, this physique is inauspicious!"
He sighed, then looked at Wei Yang and frowned. "Has your friend's physique already awakened?"
Wei Yang nodded.
"To what extent?" Elder Yao's pupils contracted. "Your friend isn't in Wu Tan City, is she?"
Elder Yao was nearly ready to pack up and flee.
His weak old bones—well, his Soul Body—could not withstand the havoc caused by the Body of Calamitous Poison.
A fully developed Body of Calamitous Poison was a great calamity. Once it lost control and erupted, all life within a thousand li would be wiped out!
Even with Heavenly Flames protecting him, he would not be able to endure it then.
A fully developed Body of Calamitous Poison was at least a High-level Dou Zong. When it erupted out of control, even a low-level Dou Zun would have to temporarily withdraw.
Xiao Yan listened with confusion, yet with great seriousness and attention. The topic the two were discussing sounded incredibly formidable.
It concerned some major secret.
Heavenly Flames with power comparable to a Dou Emperor?!
The Body of Calamitous Poison?
Just hearing it sounded incredible!
Strength!
Xiao Yan felt a trace of unwillingness in his heart. He clenched his fists, growing ever more eager and desperate for power.