Dissolving Skill Great Art: At Wit's End

Compared to Ding Chunqiu's fury upon hearing Xu Kun's "disrespectful" words, Ouyang Feng wore an expression that said he had expected this all along!

Lord Dong merely smiled faintly, appearing utterly unfathomable!

Xu Kun, who had walked out of the poisonous cloud, crooked a finger at Zhai Xingzi. "Come, let me see what other tricks you have!"

After his initial panic, Zhai Xingzi regained his confidence. With the corners of his lips curling upward, he said, "I don't know what method you used to withstand my One-Day Mortality Powder, but after so many battles, you were even forced to use a resurrection skill. I refuse to believe you have anything left!"

"Take this move!"

"Chain Corpse-Rot Poison!"

Zhai Xingzi struck the ground with his palm. Explosions continuously rang out from the earth, kicking up dozens of poisonous clouds that all enveloped Xu Kun in the end!

"Ten Thousand Rivers Return to the Sea!"

Xu Kun took a fierce breath, inhaling every poisonous cloud scattered through the air. Before Zhai Xingzi's widened eyes, he let out a loud burp.

"Not bad poison. Got any more?"

Zhai Xingzi said nothing. With a sweep of both hands, poisonous mist swirled around his entire body as he approached Xu Kun!

Once he was close enough, he repeatedly struck out with his palms, unleashing one poisonous move after another!

They exploded continuously against Xu Kun's chest, accompanied by all kinds of slow, immobilization, paralysis, blindness, petrification, stun...

Yet it was all useless. Xu Kun simply stood there and let him attack. As long as Zhai Xingzi's damage output could not keep up with the Kongtong Seal's recovery speed, it would be useless even if he attacked for a lifetime!

"Heart-Crushing Corpse-Rot Art! Die!"

Madness appeared on Zhai Xingzi's face. The damage from all the minor