As Fang Qianyuan succumbed to the poison, the terrifying black wind vanished without a trace, and its raging power gradually quieted like a wild horse that had been tamed.
Fang Qianyuan suddenly saw tangled shadows before him, a hundred illusory forms springing up.
In his Wind Transformation state, he had no flesh-and-blood eyes. All his perceptions came through Divine Sense and Spirit Awareness. He immediately understood: an alien power had invaded his mind.
In other words-he had been poisoned!
Poison was potent, a harmful herb that sprang up everywhere!
Generally speaking, any substance or power the human body did not need, or anything that could disrupt its normal functioning after accumulating, could be regarded as poison.
Dongfang Zhi's Shadow Insect, Scattering Shadows, was just such a poison. It was not a naturally occurring Spirit Creature, but a new breed he had painstakingly developed from ordinary Shadow Insects!
Fang Qianyuan quickly identified his current condition.
Dongfang Zhi was no unknown figure. On the contrary, he was a mighty expert whose fearsome reputation spread far and wide.
Most of his signature moves and killing techniques were widely known.
Had he not possessed a few techniques that enemies could not readily counter even when they knew about them, he would probably have been thoroughly studied and beaten until his petals scattered and his waters flowed. He would never have reached his present heights.
In other words, even though Fang Qianyuan knew what condition he was in, he had no immediate way to resolve it.
But Fang Qianyuan's reputation was no empty boast either. Once he steadied himself, he appeared out of thin air and used his formidable will to endure the disruption caused by the shadows before his eyes, striving to remain clearheaded.
He did not need to understand how Dongfang Zhi's Poison