Meng Zhao glanced at the evil weapon, which had gradually absorbed the poisonous mist clean, and casually flicked his hand.
A soft, yielding force flowed into Luo Ning's body, reopening the sealed Qi Meridians of the Water Envoy and fully restoring her cultivation.
Though she was still seriously wounded, she at least had some ability to fight.
Her expression also became much gentler, and she looked at Meng Zhao with a trace of gratitude and delight.
"Everyone, I will now subdue the evil weapon. Stand guard for me. If anyone tries to interfere again, show no mercy—kill them all."
With that, Meng Zhao raised the Heavenly Evil Battle Casket in one hand. His movement technique flashed like lightning, leaving an afterimage where he had stood. In an instant, he descended from the altar and headed straight for the valley still shrouded solely in poisonous mist.
No more than three meters ahead was the evil weapon, humming as it greedily absorbed the poisonous mist in evident satisfaction.
Meng Zhao's arrival gave the poisonous mist, which had nearly been fully absorbed, an outlet at once. It surged toward him in a swarm, seeking to poison him to death. Clearly, this poison possessed a certain degree of targeting and was immensely harmful to living beings.
Yet Meng Zhao paid it no heed. An incomparably powerful and overbearing aura swirled around him, extending three feet from his body. It was more than ten times stronger and subtler than the protective true qi Shen Zhihang and Mo Li had displayed earlier. Even though the poisonous mist could corrode an Innate Realm Warrior's true qi, it could do nothing to him.
Meng Zhao beckoned with one hand, and the evil weapon that had been embedded in the ground suddenly shot into the air. Like a ferocious