The Thief Cries Thief, One Poison Harms Two

At this moment, Long Zhanye's body was enduring unprecedented, violent discomfort.

That pitch-black poison was relentlessly corroding his meridians, devouring his flesh and blood, and dismantling the foundation of his Soul Power.

No matter how he mobilized the Soul Power within him to suppress it, he found that his lungs seemed to be shrinking at a visible rate.

Every breath came with piercing agony, as though even the air itself had been corroded by the poison into a sharp blade slicing through his throat.

At that moment, a cyan light suddenly flashed from Long Zhanye's Storage Belt.

The Green Emperor instantly appeared beside him.

When the Green Emperor's gaze fell upon Long Zhanye's bluish-purple face, his voice erupted:

"Master—"

"What happened to you? That Sun Moon brat actually poisoned you?!"

Long Zhanye endured the searing pain that felt as though flames were burning through his body. His voice was hoarse and intermittent.

"I have been in the Sun Moon Empire for over ten years... The Sun Moon Empire's medicinal development cannot possibly be this advanced..."

"There is something strange about this... I can sense no fewer than ten kinds of Immortal Herb poisons within it..."

"If I am not mistaken, this is poison from the Tang Sect, administered by Shrek people..."

The Green Emperor's body jolted violently. Shock flashed through his flame-like eyes.

"The Tang Sect was already destroyed. Where would the Sun Moon Royal Family get Tang Sect poison? Could they have colluded with each other... to harm you?!"

Long Zhanye said nothing. He was silently battling the poison surging through his body.

His eyes were tightly shut. Under his control, all his Soul Power pressed layer upon layer toward the spreading poison, like walls of a city constantly contracting inward.

Yet at the same time, his mind was