"Impossible!"
A shriek suddenly rang out from within the yellow mist. It was Rat Fifth Son's cry. In just a few breaths, the poison gas erupting from its body had been burned away by the flames, leaving nothing behind.
Its proudest trump card was completely useless against this human.
"My Innate Poison Gas Bomb is made by refining 108 poisons from across the world inside the bodies of my Weasel Clan. It takes forty-nine days to produce this trump card."
Rat Fifth Son glared at Xia Ping. "Ordinary flames have no effect on my Innate Poison Gas Bomb, let alone enough to burn it away completely and cleanse it."
"What kind of flame-based martial art have you cultivated?!"
It knew very well that ordinary flame-based martial arts couldn't burn away the Innate Poison Gas Bomb in its body, let alone break its trump card as easily as Xia Ping had just done.
"Go ask your dad!"
A cold glint flashed in Xia Ping's eyes. The Pure Yang Indestructible Art circulated within him, his vital energy surged, and his powerful true essence rose. The flames in the air twisted around him.
No-Beat Palm!
He immediately struck with his palm. Powerful true essence gathered in his right hand as it tore through the air, like a roaring dragon, unleashing an unstoppable force.
"Damn it!"
Sensing a deadly threat, Rat Fifth Son quickly circulated its demonic power and set up more than a dozen layers of true essence barriers in front of itself. They resembled a tortoise shell.
This was the demon race's defensive art, the Mystic Turtle Vacuum Art!
It had been created by powerful demons based on the Turtle Clan's innate defensive bloodline talent. Once activated, it could withstand attacks from opponents considerably stronger than its user.
Thud!
In a flash,