During the process of entangling these three ghosts, threads of poisonous energy entered their bodies.
At the same time, Lu Xiaotian withdrew the starlight that had seeped into the ghosts' bodies, and only then did True Lord Myriad Poisons breathe a sigh of relief.
With Lu Xiaotian's stellar radiance present, no matter how capable he was, he had been unable to act. Yet during the initial stage, he genuinely needed Lu Xiaotian's suppression.
Otherwise, let alone in his current condition—even at the height of his strength, it would have been absolutely impossible for him to suppress the three old monsters, Zhang Bing and the others, who had only just entered the Ghost Lord Realm, to this extent.
Encountering Lu Xiaotian this time was truly a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity for True Lord Myriad Poisons.
Zhang Bing and the other two were horrified. How could they fail to see True Lord Myriad Poisons' intentions? He intended to use his poison arts to infiltrate and refine their Primordial Spirits, turning them into puppet-like existences.
There was no doubt that once True Lord Myriad Poisons succeeded, his strength would rise by leaps and bounds. But the three of them would be doomed. Even complete destruction of body and spirit would be preferable to having their consciousness erased and being enslaved by him for all eternity.
The three of them tried with all their might to resist, but with the power of the stars weighing upon them, they could not counter him at all.
They could only watch helplessly as that domineering, searing poisonous energy spread through their bodies, attacking and seizing ground like an army storming a city. Their limbs and organs, every single meridian, fell one after another.
Later, even their divine senses began to grow numb. Their drowsiness grew heavier and heavier, and