Dugu Bo charged into the courtyard, his eyes bloodshot. The long green hair behind him stood on end under the influence of Soul Power, swaying from side to side in the air. He looked like a man who had completely flown into a rage.
Chen Ming had imagined many possible scenes for meeting Dugu Bo, but he had never imagined anything like this. Every expression and line he had prepared beforehand was declared utterly useless in that instant.
Faced with the oppressive aura of a walking natural disaster, Chen Ming did not dare underestimate him in the slightest. His First Soul Ring flashed, and poisonous mist enveloped his body. He kept the Second Soul Ring's Poison Burst Technique and the Soul Bone's Poison Emperor Possession ready to be unleashed at any moment.
Seeing someone dare play with poison in front of him, Dugu Bo was so angry he laughed. If circumstances allowed it, his flying hair could probably have formed a question mark in midair.
Dugu Bo waved a hand at the presumptuous Chen Ming, and a dense dark-green poisonous mist surged toward him, as though it intended to swallow him whole.
Dugu Bo was furious that some wild man had made off with his precious granddaughter, but he still retained some reason. Though he dearly wanted to kill this wild boar on the spot, he considered Dugu Yan's feelings in the end and did not strike to kill. There was still some restraint in the poisonous mist.
This poisonous mist could easily take down Soul Kings and some weaker Soul Emperors. Though not lethal enough, it was more than enough to inflict a painful lesson that would leave a deep impression.
Dugu Bo had thought using this poisonous mist to handle Chen Ming would be effortless. After releasing it