Sun Buxiao had already devoured the Netherworld Poison Flame. It lay hidden in his Dantian, having become one with him. Drawing on its power was now effortless, and within certain limits, he no longer had to worry about its backlash.
At the same time, the Netherworld Poison Flame could cosplay as a Poison Pill for short periods, but it still wasn't safe in the long run. First, it lacked some of the necessary functions. Second, the Netherworld Poison Flame released toxins rather than storing them. If he kept feeding it toxins, one day it might get upset and hit him with something nasty, and then he'd be fucked.
A stopgap measure, but one that could tide him over for a long time.
After another month of trekking through the mountains, though, Sun Buxiao finally came across something big.
Watching the human woman and the enormous purple, winged lion facing off high in the distant sky, Sun Buxiao scratched his head.
Why did this scene... feel a little familiar?
"Hmm?"
"This sensation... are Dou Emperor Level experts fighting?"
Su Qian spread his wings and swept through the sky. Suddenly, he sensed two powerful fluctuations of Dou Qi, one wind and one fire, coming from the distance. They felt somewhat faint because they were so far away, but...
Could a clash like this actually happen in the Jia Ma Empire?
The Jia Ma Empire was one of the weakest major powers in the Northwest. After all, it didn't have even a single publicly known Dou Zong expert, so its Dou Huang experts were essentially its strongest fighting force. Clashes between those top fighters were therefore rare.
But Su Qian had no real reason to get involved.
It was more important to reach the Xiao Clan in Wutan City as soon as possible