The force of the scorpion tail's spray was so tremendous that it stretched the Purple Mist into an arrow-like shape. With a rumbling shriek through the air, it shot rapidly toward the Short and Stout Demonic Cultivator.
"Not good!"
The Short and Stout Demonic Cultivator did not dare receive it head-on. His chest and abdomen swelled as he let out a thunderous Toad's Cry. Invisible sound waves gathered before him, then violently shot forth the next moment.
Clearly, the Short and Stout Demonic Cultivator intended to use his Innate Divine Ability to intercept the Purple Mist arrow.
With a bang, the sonic projectile struck the Purple Mist arrow accurately from over ten zhang away, instantly blasting it apart into a thin cloud of mist.
Although the faint Purple Mist rode the remaining force and quickly drifted across the distance of ten zhang, the Short and Stout Demonic Cultivator still abruptly breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, no matter how potent the Twin-tailed Purple Crystal Scorpion's Scorpion Venom was, diluted to this extent, it could not have much effect on him, who was also a highly venomous demon.
Even so, I cannot let down my guard. I must leave this place as soon as possible!
With a thought, the Short and Stout Demonic Cultivator attempted to use an escape technique. Yet when he formed a Magic Art, his escape technique showed no response at all.
Startled, he instinctively looked down at his hands. His eyes immediately widened in horror.
His hands had already twisted out of shape, turning into two lumpy masses covered in purple Viscous Fluid. Yet he did not feel the slightest pain.
Then, he discovered that his clothes were likewise covered in purple Viscous Fluid.
After standing dazed for a moment, the Short and Stout Demonic Cultivator