"Everyone be careful! The head steward is poisoned! Hurry and summon the High Priest!"
As several people collapsed to the ground convulsing, the guards below finally understood what had happened, their eyes filling with terror.
To become guards of the High Priest's Residence, they all possessed early Emperor Realm cultivation. Yet with such strength, merely touching someone who had been poisoned had sent them all sprawling to the ground. The poison was far too terrifying, beyond the likes of them to resist.
Crash!
Realizing this, everyone panicked. They left two men behind to watch over Steward Lu Meng while the others hurriedly ran back into the residence.
Before long, a figure hurried over. It was the High Priest himself!
"What happened?"
Seeing Lu Meng rolling incessantly on the ground, the High Priest's expression turned extremely grim.
"We don't know either. The steward became like this as soon as he arrived here. High Priest, please save him..."
A guard said in panic.
"Hmph!"
The High Priest's face darkened. He reached through the air toward Lu Meng, and a peculiar force instantly enveloped the latter.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
The moment that force came into contact with Lu Meng, it was as though it had been stained with ink. Black streams of air spread upward.
"Hm?"
He had not expected the deadly poison to spread through energy itself. The High Priest's expression changed, and with a swipe of his hand, he severed his connection to the energy.
Even so, it seemed to be too late. His palm began to blacken, and his breathing grew rapid, as though he too had been infected by the poison on Lu Meng.
"Damn it!"
His brows shot up as immense power surged from his body, seemingly making the entire Sword Spirit Valley tremble. Struck by that