Qin Fengming had never feared poison attacks since he began cultivating. Even that terrifying liquid Killing Intent, he had dared to touch with his physical body. A mere bit of poison refined by late Spirit Severing stage cultivators was truly not enough to make him afraid.
As his arm went numb, the Spirit Devouring Netherflame within his body had already surged rapidly through his meridians toward his right arm. In merely an instant, his right arm, which had been wrapped in a mass of emerald luminescence, immediately returned to normal.
The soul of the Suffocating Bird within the Spirit Devouring Netherflame had originally been an extraordinarily venomous existence. Later, as Qin Fengming cultivated it, he fused it with an unknown number of various poisons. By now, the toxicity of the Suffocating Bird's soul had become impossibly powerful.
Clearing the poison that had invaded his arm in an instant was truly nothing worth astonishing Qin Fengming.
While Qin Fengming drove the Spirit Devouring Netherflame in his body to purge the poison, the movements of his arm did not stop. Instead, as both fists swung, a series of booming sounds immediately rang out across the scene.
Two figures could be seen entwined in midair. Their four arms lashed out and interlocked, while waves of fierce gales followed their rapid movements, battering the surrounding rocks until they crackled and snapped.
The dozens of cultivators who had originally been standing not far away did not dare flee at once, but they all dropped toward the ground below.
They did not dare remain where they were. In a physical clash between two Divine Connection experts, even the slightest touch could get them directly killed.
Yet the dozens of cultivators also did not dare leave just like that.
They had witnessed the miserable fate of the