Lu Xiaotian slapped his palm forward, and an explosive burst of blood-qi blasted into the poisonous fire drool. The bulk of it was blown aside.
Yet a strange smile flickered in the crimson python's eyes. Though Lu Xiaotian had scattered the poisonous fire drool with his blood-qi, three drops of burning liquid fell through untouched.
These drops of fire liquid had been painstakingly refined by the Bloodwing Fire Python Demon, Yu Hai, from Profound Marsh Demon Fire and his own python venom. It had taken hundreds of years to form just three drops. They held the destructive power of demon fire and carried a deadly poison that was nearly impossible to resist. The blood-qi armor covering the silver-haired cultivator's body had already been broken. Even the body of a Twelfth-Tier body cultivator wouldn't withstand a direct hit! Even if the liquid couldn't kill the man outright, he would have to marshal a vast amount of blood-qi to contain the damage from the python venom. Once the balance shifted, the human cultivator's death would be all but certain!
There was no way those falling drops of python venom could escape Lu Xiaotian's notice. He had originally planned to have Little Fire Crow take the fire python demon's demon fire, knowing the creature could control fire. But who could have guessed that the Bloodwing Fire Python Demon would go its own way and refine the demon fire into its poisonous drool? The result was even more powerful. Lu Xiaotian naturally wouldn't let Little Fire Crow test the poison lightly. He could withstand the venom, but Little Fire Crow might not be able to.
The three drops of poisonous fire liquid had broken through his blood-qi and were falling without hindrance. They weren't particularly fast, but Lu Xiaotian was wrapped in the crimson