(Second update)
The tide of fire surged, flames shooting into the sky.
The scorching air warped the atmosphere, and waves of hot wind rushed at them, sending Yang Ming and Hu Liena's hair fluttering.
Crimson light roiled violently across the narrow path, even producing crackling sounds like burning rock. More terrifyingly, a faint red mist clung to the fiery glow.
There was no need to ask; the red mist was certainly filled with potent poison.
The Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent's attack was powerful enough to threaten a Soul Saint or Spirit Douluo!
It could already imagine the flavor of these two humans, along with the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat, after being roasted by its flames. They would surely be delicious and succulent, wouldn't they?
Saliva continually dripped from the corners of its mouth, forming a puddle on the ground in mere moments.
Yet even with the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent's eyesight, it could not see through the layers of flame to discern what Yang Ming was doing.
Yang Ming curled his middle finger against his thumb and smiled faintly before flicking at the flames rushing toward him.
In an instant, the blazing inferno that had seemed so imposing vanished into thin air. Only wisps of poisonous mist remained, unwillingly dispersing through the air as they continuously tried to seep into Yang Ming and Hu Liena's bodies and slowly torture them to death.
With a flip of his palm, Yang Ming took out two Detoxification Pills from the Nethersea Ring. After each of them swallowed one, the poisonous mist that others feared like vipers and scorpions became nothing more than a breeze carrying a trace of heat.
The Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent's mouth hung slightly open, its expression somewhat frozen.
This was utterly absurd!
Where had things gone