All Who Bar the Way Are Mortal Enemies

The illusion poison cast by the stooped old man in gray could take effect on others by itself, causing those poisoned to perceive their surroundings according to their own subconscious.

If he needed to deliberately create an environment of his own design, however, the caster had to use powerful Divine Sense and mental strength to work with the illusion poison and construct it.

This poisoning technique would place an enormous burden on the caster's Divine Sense and soul power, especially when used against a Nascent Soul cultivator whose cultivation far exceeded his own.

The consequences could only be guessed at; there was no way to know them for certain.

In merely a few breaths, the stooped old man in gray had already suffered severe backlash from casting the technique. Cracks had split through his sea of consciousness.

At that moment, cracks spread across more than half the sky within his sea of consciousness, a horrifying sight that made it seem on the verge of shattering.

Moreover, the turbulent soul power within his body continuously battered the Yintang acupoint between his brows, as though it were about to burst free in one violent rush.

The spiritual power within the stooped old man in gray's body circulated frantically, forcibly suppressing every discomfort within him.

Before long, the east gate of Holy Demon City came into view. Just then, a voice brimming with killing intent rang out in his mind.

"You cannot escape!"

Then the stooped old man in gray felt a faint yet palpable pressure descend upon him from behind.

That pressure had condensed into a single thread, bearing down upon him alone. The others appearing nearby noticed nothing whatsoever.

The stooped old man in gray's body merely stiffened for an instant before immediately returning to normal.

Dongli Qing sneered inwardly as