"My luck couldn't be that bad, could it?"
Qing Pingyi chuckled softly. His Origin Power spread out, condensing into scales that frantically gathered around him and swiftly formed the manifestation of an azure Heavenly Serpent.
Its body, several kilometers long, enveloped Qing Pingyi.
Its bloody maw spewed venom potent enough to corrode the void, blanketing the world for dozens of li around Li Changhe like a sea of clouds.
Sizzling sounds mingled with the sight of twisting space.
Merely sensing it was enough to understand how terrifying the venom was.
This poison art was something he had created by closely melding his Heavenly Serpent bloodline with the Jadefall Nine Springs Poison Canon, a cultivation technique exclusive to the Heavenly Serpent Royal Clan.
It posed a considerable threat even to Nascent Soul prodigies of his own level.
With him unleashing his full strength without reservation, even if this lower-realm genius had concealed his strength, the unexpected poisonous mist would still severely injure him.
"A battle of spells isn't as simple as just comparing cultivation levels."
Qing Pingyi sneered, raising his arm and abruptly clenching his fingers.
Following his movement, the poisonous mist enveloping Li Changhe contracted like a rapidly shrinking star, instantly condensing into a solid sphere of venom before violently imploding.
Terrifying Dao of Poison essence spilled outward, instantly collapsing the already distorted space and turning that entire area into deep darkness.
"Heh heh, that was so easy it was almost dull."
Qing Pingyi patted his spotless sleeve. Just as he was about to settle his Origin Power, his pupils abruptly contracted at an aura that suddenly surged within his Divine Sense.
His thoughts raced. The Heavenly Serpent manifestation surrounding him hissed and lashed its enormous tail toward a point within the darkness.
The instant its tail rose, a disc