The moment someone grabbed her hand, every hair on Bibi Dong's body stood on end.
This was the first time in over ten years, since that incident, that a man had touched her. Her instinct was to throw him away, but reason suppressed the urge.
Then she felt a powerful suction force coming from her hand. Bibi Dong could not help looking at the boy holding it.
Such devouring power did not disgrace the title of a divine inheritance bearer. But why was he only level fifteen at this age? Had he only recently obtained the divine inheritance?
She had no idea what divine position he had inherited, nor did she understand why a god would choose someone while they were still such a weak soul master. Unable to figure it out, Bibi Dong set the matter aside for now. She flew swiftly, and before long, the two saw vast swathes of green mist. Bibi Dong raised their altitude again until they spotted a nearly black mass mixed with nine-colored smoke.
"Where is your method for resisting the poison?" Bibi Dong asked Huo Yuhao coldly.
Huo Yuhao had stopped absorbing her Soul Power a quarter of an hour ago. That gave Bibi Dong a new opinion of the boy. With only one ring, his Soul Power reserves rivaled those of a four-ring Soul Master, while his physical body was close to that of a six-ring Soul Master. With such talent and fortune, it was not strange that a god had taken notice of him.
Huo Yuhao glanced at the poisonous mist still a hundred meters below and took out an Ice Extreme Divine Crystal.
"No one can be sure how thick this mist is or how poisonous it is beneath it. What I have on hand may not last until