One-Horned Poison Flood Dragon, One Sword Breaks the Clouds

With the Starry Sky Sunset Steps beneath his feet, the wind's artistic conception empowering him, and the cultivation of a Blood-Changing Martial Saint, the three combined made Yang Chan incredibly fast. He darted through Jade Valley, completely ignoring the poisonous mist.

Not to mention that he had taken a top-grade antidote pill—even his current Blood-Changing Martial Saint cultivation was enough to render him immune to this poisonous mist. So long as he did not venture deep into the dark green mist at the heart of Jade Valley, it would have little effect on him. Taking a Detoxification Pill was merely a precaution.

One antidote pill meant nothing to him, but if other dangers lurked within the poisonous mist, that would be troublesome.

Thus, Yang Chan chose to take more antidote pills.

He had already studied quite a few poisons, including which poisons to use against martial artists of every realm. Jade Valley was relatively unfamiliar territory to him, however, and its peculiar environment gave rise to poisonous plants he did not recognize. That was why he had gathered so many spirit herbs and poisonous plants.

He had also refined some antidote pills as preparation, in case someone tried to use poison against him, lest he capsize in a gutter.

"Master, once you pass through the poisonous mist ahead, you'll leave Jade Valley!"

Black Dragon's reminder rang out from within the Mysterious Yin Hanging Beads.

All along the way, he had informed Yang Chan of the surrounding circumstances, explaining every detail one by one.

"And that flood dragon is less than ten li from you, Master!"

Black Dragon continued warning him.

Even without Black Dragon's reminder, Yang Chan could sense it.

The increasingly intense Danger Sense kept warning him of the threat behind him. Yang Chan had continued accelerating, yet he