Within a secluded and mysterious valley, the night was thick as ink, completely shrouding heaven and earth.
Deep within the valley, a tall, powerfully built old man stood silently. His jade-green robe fluttered faintly in the evening breeze. In the deathly still night, his tightly shut eyes suddenly snapped open.
A cold, eerie green gleam burst from the depths of his eyes, sharp and terrifying, carrying the dreadful pressure unique to a Titled Douluo as it instantly swept across the entire valley.
At that exact moment, the withered branches and fallen leaves scattered throughout the valley suddenly burst into flames without warning!
Clusters of eerie green flames leaped into the air, their ghostly glow dispersing the darkness overhead and casting the silent, icy valley in shifting light and shadow, filling every corner with a sinister, chilling atmosphere.
The swaying, eerie bonfires steadily took shape, illuminating the surrounding scenery.
Poison Douluo Dugu Bo strode slowly forward and stopped before Ao Yin, who lay flat on the ground some distance away. He bent slightly, leaned close to Ao Yin's ear, and gently blew a faintly cool breath over him. His voice carried a hint of mockery, yet concealed bone-deep chill.
"Stop pretending."
"I know you woke up a long time ago."
"If you keep pretending to be asleep, I wouldn't mind personally splitting open your skull and taking a good look at what exactly is hidden inside!"
The instant his words fell.
Ao Yin's body suddenly shuddered. Every muscle tensed as he swiftly rolled over and sat up!
Alarm bells instantly rang in his heart.
His Myriad Poisons-Immune Body could completely immunize him against all deadly poisons and toxic arts in the world, but it could not withstand the physical attacks of a Titled Douluo!
Before him stood Poison Douluo, who roamed