Nangong Wan's heart tightened. His Sky Centipede True Body abruptly curled up, then spewed poisonous mist at Chen Ping as though it cost him nothing.
Even as he sprayed poisonous mist wildly, Nangong Wan was already preparing to flee. His poisonous mist was immensely powerful. It was an innate skill that no amount of Soul Power could sweep away; it could only be dodged.
And when he sprayed it recklessly at the expense of his own essence, the poisonous mist could cover an enormous area. It was his strongest means of escape.
Even if Chen Ping could ignore the toxicity of his innate poisonous mist, mist this dense would still be enough to hold him back for a few breaths.
That would give him enough time to flee far away and salvage his life.
But at that very moment, the temperature in the air suddenly plummeted.
The already bitterly cold night sky grew colder still. Immediately afterward, goose-feather snowflakes began sweeping through the air from some unknown source.
The poisonous mist he had sprayed contained moisture as well, and part of it immediately froze in the frigid air, thinning the mist considerably.
Then the fierce wind and heavy snow swept through in an instant. Although Soul Power could not blow the poisonous mist away, it was helpless against these tangible snowflakes.
Moreover, the low temperature also restricted Nangong Wan's poison.
Nangong Wan's innate poisonous mist settled onto Chen Ping, instantly trapping him in place as though he had been glued down. Even frozen, it had not completely lost its stickiness.
Sky Centipede Douluo, meanwhile, seized the opportunity to turn around in a panic, seemingly about to take flight the next instant.
Ignoring the Soul Power vanishing from his body in chunks as though evaporating, Chen Ping gripped the Star Nodule