Li Xiaoya felt his arm begin to swell steadily. The black haze covering it had already spread to his shoulder.
What's going on? I already took Senior Jiu Xuan's elixir, so why is such dense demonic qi still invading me? Li Xiaoya was utterly shocked, but he did not panic. He hurriedly circulated the Dragon-Devouring God-Reversal Art. The Golden Core within him quivered, unleashing surging waves of magic power into his limbs, with an especially tremendous torrent rushing toward his injured arm.
"Hm?" As his own magic power pressed against the pitch-black demonic qi, the two forces began crashing against each other inside his meridians. A sharp pain shot through his arm, drawing a muffled groan from him.
Yet the demonic qi seemed extraordinarily corrosive. After the two forces remained deadlocked for a while, it suddenly began devouring his magic power, as though it possessed intelligence of its own. Instead of weakening, it grew ever stronger.
This is bad! Li Xiaoya was alarmed by what he saw. It seemed he had still fallen into the Fourth Elder's trap. His thoughts raced as he opened his eyes and looked at his arm. That one glance gave him a terrible fright. His arm, which had merely been black before, was now swollen to roughly a third larger than normal. Its pitch-black surface had begun sprouting black tumors, each marked with a gray skull pattern. The sight was utterly disgusting.
"Hah!" Shocked, Li Xiaoya gritted his teeth and roared. With a boom, brilliant golden light blazed from his entire body. Amid the flickering radiance, his blackened arm shook violently, forcing a great mass of pitch-black demonic qi out into the sealed chamber. Golden light gradually flickered over his injured arm, and it slowly shrank.
Whoosh! Just then, the skull-marked tumors on his arm