The Zhuqing Ice Toad was a rare Soul Beast that lived beneath the ice sheets of the Far North. Even a Titled Douluo would be reluctant to make a move upon encountering one.
The Cold Poison carried by this Martial Soul was no ordinary poison. It was a composite Cold Poison containing fire within ice, with yin and yang alternating.
Not only could it freeze a Soul Master's blood, but the Fire Poison contained within could also burn through their meridians in an instant.
Conventional detoxification methods were utterly useless against it. Even the continent's top healing-type Soul Masters had almost no effective means of dealing with the Zhuqing Ice Toad's deadly poison.
Unless Extreme Fire was used to forcibly neutralize it, the consequences of being afflicted by it would be unimaginable.
At this moment, Meng Hongchen looked at Huo Yuhao, who had turned into a "snowman." Her crimson eyes held not only smug satisfaction, but also a faint trace of anticipation.
Handsome boy, fall already. Hurry up and fall.
As long as he was knocked down by this overbearing Cold Poison and lost the ability to resist, she could rush over openly and sweep him into her arms.
Then, under the excuse of detoxifying him, she could play the beauty saving the hero—and take the opportunity to touch that stunningly handsome face a few more times. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
At that thought, Meng Hongchen could barely suppress the corners of her mouth, and her heart blossomed with delight.
However, things did not unfold according to her rosy script.
Huo Yuhao stood where he was, showing no signs of weakness whatsoever. Instead, he raised a hand and dusted the frost from his shoulder.
With a serious expression, he nodded, then casually pulled a chunk of ice from the hem