Explosion!

Qian Daoliu channeled his Soul Power, sending golden energy through Qian Renxue's wrist.

It wrapped around the dark poison lurking deep within her bloodline and tried to force it out.

However.

Even with his Rank 99 Soul Power, he could force out only a small portion.

The poison was extraordinarily sinister.

The harder the Soul Power pressed, the deeper it burrowed into her bloodline, scattering into countless threads that could neither be caught nor contained.

He switched techniques several times.

Twisting it did nothing; wrapping it could not cover it all.

Even when he used sacred Soul Power to burn it, the poison showed no fear. Instead, it slipped through the gaps in his Soul Power and sank even deeper.

After he exerted himself fully, several drops of black blood seeped from Qian Renxue's fingertips, but the remaining poison did not budge.

Qian Renxue sweated coldly from the pain, gritting her teeth without making a sound.

This was not the method of a Soul Master.

"What poison is this?" Bibi Dong asked from beside him.

"I can't say." Qian Daoliu replied.

"It does not invade the meridians or harm the organs. It simply lies dormant in the bloodline, completely still."

"Will it flare up?"

"I don't know," Qian Daoliu said.

"That is precisely the most fatal part."

"There is no way to tell when it will flare up or how it will do so."

Bibi Dong asked no more.

She recalled the two little iron boxes Ghost Leopard Douluo had brought back.

Again, these were things that Soul Power could not comprehend.

Just what was that man called Qin Yun holding in his hands?

Qian Daoliu's expression grew increasingly grim.

Given his cultivation, there were very few things on the continent that he could not resolve.

"Grandfather!"

Qian Renxue grasped