The whip blade formed by the Snake Bone Blade seemed alive in Dugu Yan's hand, piercing Gu Rong's chest and dragging him along as he swayed slightly in midair.
Fine sparks of scarlet rot lightning poured from each segment of the Sky Azure Bull Python's spine, crawling over Gu Rong's entire body.
At that moment, his rank ninety-five Soul Power, his Bone Dragon Martial Soul with its dual attributes of darkness and space, and the amplification from Ning Fengzhi's Soul Douluo-level nine-treasure glazed tile pagoda had all become utterly useless.
The rot disease lurking within Gu Rong instantly surged to an unimaginable degree!
His stark white armor of bone spikes rapidly decayed into drifting ash. His entire body turned gray and withered, tendrils sprouting from his skin one after another. A crown of mushrooms even formed atop his head!
The mighty rank ninety-five guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Bone Douluo Gu Rong, actually had mushrooms growing on his head!
The sight was both bizarre and absurd, yet carried a chilling sense of horror.
"Uncle Bone..."
Beside him, Ning Fengzhi had rushed over, only to freeze in place, staring blankly at Gu Rong's wretched condition.
A bone-piercing chill swept through him. He understood that this might well be his own fate next!
His rot disease had long since taken deep root! This close to Dugu Yan and the Rotting Mire, Ning Fengzhi even felt his bones beginning to itch, as countless rootlets grew deep within!
Gu Rong's tall, heavy body hung from the whip blade formed by the Snake Bone Blade, now as weightless as a dried mushroom.
Yet even so, he was still alive! He still retained his conscious mind!
"Feng... zhi..."
His mouth opened and closed like a worn-out bellows, leaking air with every sound.