"Y-You... what a vicious and sinister spell..." Li Poxiao's soul had been poisoned, and his body had borne the brunt of it. Dark-green phosphorescence glimmered from his wounds, yet his blood stubbornly refused to flow, leaving everyone shocked and unnerved.
"What exactly did you do to him, Xia Yitian!" Zhou Xuan flew over in fury to examine Li Poxiao's injuries. The moment she touched him, she hastily withdrew her hand, evidently scalded by the poisonous aura of the Netherworld Poison Sword.
This gu poison was specifically meant to splinter bones and scour souls. I had smeared it onto an Earth Immortal Talisman using a secret gu-poison method, then unleashed it with a spell. It was vicious and fiendish beyond measure. Ordinary people were unaffected by contact with it, but for those who cultivated profound arts, its effects grew stronger with their cultivation. Splintering the bones was still manageable, since medicine could control, suppress, or even eliminate the poison in the body. But Li Poxiao had been struck by several swords, so his soul had inevitably suffered tremendous damage. That was why he could barely endure this soul-searing agony.
"Xia Yitian! Hand over the antidote at once! Otherwise... otherwise, don't blame me!" Li Duanyue glared at me furiously. Two sword pellets circled beside her, whispering ominously as they spun faster and faster.
"An antidote? Since this gu poison was made to kill, how could there be a cure? If you take good care of him, his body may gradually recover. But when he dies, you'll find it perfectly normal for his skeleton to be a few pounds lighter. That's only the surface, though. Judging by his cultivation, his soul has at most one year left. Zhang Yuanyi is an ordinary person, so this gu poison won't harm him. But Li Poxiao