The scarred man was initially stunned by the words, then he grinned with a sinister expression: "That's right! Old Third's Bone Rot Poison is something not even a cultivator at the Third Layer of the Foundation Establishment Stage can withstand. That kid is poisoned and only at the First Layer of the Foundation Establishment, there's no doubt he's dead!"
He struggled to stand up, eyes gleaming with malice: "Let's go back and report! Just say the kid's been poisoned with Bone Rot Poison, and he's as good as dead!"
The three of them assisted each other as they left, leaving just a few dark red bloodstains on the ground, slowly drying under the sunlight.
On the other side.
Chen Nan staggered through the dense forest, the bluish-purple poison in the wound on his left arm squirmed under his skin like a living creature, each heartbeat brought piercing pain.
"The cultivation world sure lives up to its name; this poison is too overbearing!"
