Bang, bang, bang... A string of explosions erupted as the Booze-Burst Insects detonated near the three Medicine King Sect elders' true bodies. The impact was powerful, but it meant little to men like them. Huo Hai had never expected it to hurt them anyway.
"What is that smell? Hold your breath-no, get out of the way! There's something wrong with it!" The alcoholic vapor released by the exploding Booze-Burst Insects was anything but ordinary. Even members of the Wine Immortal Sect would be knocked drunk by it. Its smell, however, was utterly foul. The moment the three elders caught a whiff, they felt like vomiting.
Just then, Qingfeng began to feel dizzy and realized something was wrong. The three elders quickly retreated, but a certain amount of alcoholic vapor had already entered their bodies, leaving their heads spinning. All three immediately took out antidote pills.
After swallowing them, however, they discovered that the pills had no effect whatsoever. Their heads remained muddled. "Heh, this stuff isn't poison. Your antidotes won't work." Huo Hai sneered and continued darting through the mist with a large number of Fire Men chasing him.
Under Little Cloud's suppressive effects, the flames on the Fire Men had weakened considerably. Little Cloud had completely merged into the void; even Huo Hai could only vaguely sense its location, let alone these Fire Men. They could locate him by detecting his temperature, but finding his Spirit Insects was nothing more than a fool's dream. As long as he dragged this out, victory would be his.
"No, this is alcohol! How does the Insect Emperor have such terrifying, bizarre Spirit Wine?" Qingfeng finally realized what it was. Unfortunately, he had nothing on him that could sober him up.
Just then, the weakest of the three suddenly pulled out several bottles.