When Jun Changxiao locked Miao Saifeng's throat and interrogated her, Tan Huiying had already pulled down the lever.
Although he had rushed over at top speed and violently broken through layer upon layer of formations, he was still one step too late. Xi Jingxuan had been poisoned too deeply and had long since lost all signs of life.
With all five poisons present, death was certain.
Once they seeped into a martial artist's body, not even an Immortal could save them.
When Changsun Fanghua and Leng Xingyue saw their Palace Mistress's hands droop down, sorrow welled up in their hearts and tears blurred their vision.
They had thought that with Sect Master Jun here, their Palace Mistress would escape calamity. In the end, there was still no way to reverse it.
"I'm sorry..."
Jun Changxiao stood there holding Xi Jingxuan, guilt and pain flooding into his Sea of Consciousness like a bursting dam.
If he had taken Nine Poisons Palace seriously and come to rescue her himself, how could she have perished like a fading fragrance and fallen jade...
My fault.
It was all my fault!
Jun Changxiao and Xi Jingxuan were not what Miao Saifeng had imagined.
But they had known each other for a long time and could be considered friends. How could her death not break his heart?
"Whoosh, whoosh------"
Suddenly, intense killing intent surged from Jun Changxiao's body. There was only one thought in his heart: destroy Nine Poisons Palace and burn every last trace of poison here to ashes!
Changsun Fanghua and Leng Xingyue looked at the man whose killing intent ran wild, terror filling their eyes.
At that moment.
They seemed to be looking not at a human, but at a demon that had crawled out of hell!
"Cough..."
Suddenly, a faint gasp sounded.