Violent poison gas spread out in all directions from Lu Xiaotian. It was none other than Myriad Poisons True Lord's poison.
Even Daluo Golden Immortals feared it like a tiger without an antidote. The slightest carelessness could prove fatal.
Even ordinary Primordial Spirits dared not touch it lightly. Though the Mirage Puppet army was vast, it could not withstand such potent poison, which could easily corrode even the power of laws. Even as Mirage Puppets, they were no match for it.
Those nearby—whether Golden Immortals, Heavenly Immortals, or Profound Immortals—were directly dissolved into poisonous water beneath the surging gas. The only difference was whether it took a little longer or a little less time.
The Daluo Golden Immortal-level Mirage Puppets that failed to evade it in time also began to move sluggishly. After all, the poison had tainted the body of laws that served as their source of power, so their speed naturally suffered.
At that moment, countless attacks rained down on Lu Xiaotian. The Mirage Puppet Ghost Mother had grown somewhat hysterical, her hatred for him reaching its peak. She meant to concentrate her forces and grievously wound him—or even kill him.
Lu Xiaotian had charged into the formation alone and unleashed poison of astonishing lethality. Its effect was tremendous.
In a short time, it had inflicted heavy casualties on the Mirage Puppet army. More importantly, the poison spread at an astonishing rate, and its greater danger lay in how directly it threatened to shake the entire battle formation.
Against so many Primordial Spirit experts, a battle formation was the most direct and effective weapon. Reduced to a disorganized rabble, their threat would diminish greatly.
First, he had slain her two strongest Mirage Puppet clones. Then, he had inflicted such tremendous casualties on her army.
He might even shatter