Yang Chen's actions left everyone around him staring dumbstruck. Could Yang Chen possibly have some other solution?
They were all highly experienced. Setting aside whether it could be carried out, the fact that they did not even have a solution showed just how troublesome the Tu Lang Beast's poison was.
Yang Chen was so young, yet his strength had reached such a level. They greatly admired his talent. However, that did not mean he could make a joke of this matter.
Still, since they had no solution themselves, they could only quietly watch Yang Chen act.
Yang Chen was fully focused at the moment. Ignoring the fear in Wu Yun's eyes, he quietly sensed the fluctuations of Wu Yun's pulse and the poisonous gas within his body.
"Miasma Poison!" Yang Chen rubbed his brow, suddenly recalling a type of poisonous gas he had seen described in ancient books.
Miasma Poison was, simply put, miasma. Miasma was a gas produced when demon beast corpses decayed. It was lethally harmful to humans, but it had nothing to do with poison.
However, once miasma was put to use—as with the Tu Lang Beasts—they altered it and used it to directly transform it into Miasma Poison.
This Miasma Poison was even more terrifying than ordinary miasma.
The yellow Qi unleashed by those Tu Lang Beasts was actually Miasma Poison. Once even a trace touched someone, it would seep into their body and slowly rot it away.
There were good ways to deal with miasma, but Miasma Poison was incomparably difficult to handle.
That was why Yang Chen frowned. To be honest, he had never heard of any specific method in ancient books that could cure this Miasma Poison. The Tu Lang Beasts presumably would not allow such a thing to happen.
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