Thunderlight, which had descended from the sky with extreme abruptness, caused Tong Fu no harm. Yet the peculiar pressure it contained, one that specifically suppressed primordial spirits, made his primordial spirit tremble slightly. In the instant countless thoughts surfaced, his aura fell into disarray.
That moment of disorder was exceedingly brief, but it gave the poisonous mist surging wildly from the fog dragon an opening.
A wisp of poisonous vapor silently slipped into Tong Fu's body.
The moment the poison entered him, the frigid aura it contained, along with the slaughterous and tyrannical intent capable of driving one mad, shocked Tong Fu to the utmost.
In an instant, Tong Fu made the most decisive choice.
A strand of yin fire ignited directly, using Tong Fu's primordial spirit as fuel and burning from within outward.
The yin fire blazed fiercely, instantly cutting off the poison mist flooding in like a torrent. Yet the poison mist that had entered his body vanished without a sound.
Though Tong Fu found it strange, he paid it no heed, assuming that the poisonous mist had been completely incinerated by his primordial spirit's yin fire.
Only then did Tong Fu realize that someone had ambushed him in secret.
An inexplicable rage surged from his heart and shot straight to Tong Fu's head.
At that moment, Tong Fu had completely forgotten his mission and task. He had even forgotten that he was supposed to kill Dongyang Lige, who had discovered his identity.
He cast all of it to the back of his mind.
At that moment, Tong Fu had only one thought—revenge!
Only by killing the one who had ambushed him, tearing him into ten thousand pieces, could he vent the fire in his heart.
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