The deaths of the first three Devil Race cultivators had already sent the other Devil Race cultivators' fury surging skyward. But when the last one succumbed to poison on his own, waves of bone-chilling cold rose along their backs.
"What poison is this? Ge Xiong died from it in merely four or five breaths."
"Though our internal organs cannot be called immune to all poisons, ordinary lethal toxins can no longer harm us. Moreover, Ge Xiong did not die instantly, and he even had medicinal pills to aid him..."
"This is a true poison cultivator, not an ordinary cultivator carrying poison pills!"
Looking again at the other poisoned Devil Race cultivators, each with a face twisted in the agony of suffocation, the hearts of the six unpoisoned Devil Race cultivators turned cold. If they had been the ones in that state, they simply did not wish to imagine it.
The six Devil Race cultivators looked at the human cultivator in the distance, and the killing intent in their eyes grew ever denser. An enemy like this could not be allowed to live.
The six Devil Race cultivators said no more. Bringing the three devil beasts with them, they attacked once again.
"A poison cultivator cannot be spared!" The same thought arose in all six Devil Race cultivators' hearts.
They all knew that poison cultivators like this brought boundless nightmares to their enemies. Such cultivators were often masters of concealment, vicious of mind, skilled in laying poison. They were assassins walking in darkness, capable of taking their lives at any moment.
Just as the six Devil Race cultivators once more surrounded and pursued Li Yan, Tantai Dongyue's Divine Sense swept over from afar. Then, at Tantai Dongyue's strange words, Gong Yuantai and several other cultivators immediately extended their Divine Sense toward