Facing the red mist, Qin Fengming showed not the slightest trace of fear. Instead, a hint of anticipation rose involuntarily in his heart. The brilliance in his eyes was so striking that even Poison Saint Venerable, watching from afar, could not help being greatly astonished.
This red mist was Poison Saint Venerable's renowned weapon. Its yin poison was extraordinarily potent; even a Ghost Lord cultivator would be instantly drained into a dried corpse upon touching the slightest bit. Moreover, it could devour divine sense. Any divine sense that entered it would be swallowed directly by the mist.
Even more terrifying to cultivators was the red mist's ability to dissolve their magic power, as though it could forcibly absorb Five Elements energy from within their bodies.
Back when Poison Saint Venerable was only at the mid-Ghost Lord stage, several late-stage and peak Ghost Lord cultivators had already perished within this red mist.
Later, after advancing to the Integration Realm, the mist's power grew even stronger. Even a cultivator of the same rank would find it exceedingly difficult to escape once trapped within it. Though they would not easily perish, they certainly would not have an easy time.
It was precisely this mist's astonishing might that had given rise to Poison Saint Venerable's name.
This poisonous mist had not been refined by Poison Saint Venerable himself. The reason he had obtained such a strange and sinister object was due to a fortuitous coincidence.
When Poison Saint Venerable was still at the early Ghost Lord stage, he had once entered an ancient cultivator's Cave Abode. Those red mists had been sealed within the Cave Abode.
Only after reading a volume of ancient texts in the Cave Abode had Poison Saint Venerable learned that the red mist was no ordinary object, but something called