Then It's Fine

"Ah..."

A piercing, shrill, utterly miserable scream rang out from the Immortal Cave. The Immortal-Melting Poison struck a cultivator from the demon realm closest to Chen Fan—the very one who had attacked Chen Fan with Sword Qi moments ago. Now that the Immortal-Melting Poison had invaded his body, both his Divine Soul and flesh were being corroded, leaving him in a horrifying state.

All of them had originally been in the Integration Realm. Dodging the poisonous mist should have been effortless, but this place was simply too crowded, and the poison came far too quickly. There was nowhere to dodge.

Many cultivators resorted to every possible means. Regardless of whether the person before them was one of their own, they forcefully fought their way out, fleeing madly toward the exit. Yet behind them were others using the very same methods. One killed another, and people died one after the next without even having time to react, meeting inexplicable deaths.

The poisonous mist at their backs also drew ever closer. Many cultivators had already been poisoned to the ground, struggling in agony as their flesh gradually corroded.

Chen Fan stood calmly where he was, circulating the Burning Wood Chapter within his body and slowly healing the superficial wounds on his body. At the same time, he watched the scene coldly. He scarcely needed to act himself; more than half of these people were already dead or injured, and the chaos clearly had not yet ended.

Several people had already escaped the chaos and were charging madly toward the entrance.

Chen Fan's gaze chilled slightly. One hundred and eight strands of Nether Bone Cold Flame swept out from within his body and shot toward them.

In but an instant, the figures of those cultivators, who had nearly escaped death, suddenly stiffened. The