"Celestial Poison!"
As Canmu and others had just completed their encirclement, an invisible wave suddenly swept through the surroundings.
One towering tree after another instantly fell into silence, the leaves withered, and the trunks shriveled.
Within a radius of ten thousand miles, everything rotted, even the tiniest life forms like ants perished instantly.
At the same time.
A rotten aura spread ferociously in all directions, rushing toward the soldiers surrounded by the poisonous mist.
"This toxicity..."
Canmu's two pythons seemed to sense the power of this poisonous mist, continually flicking their tongues but dared not approach.
"What do we do?"
Zhe Yun withdrew the Black Crow, discovering that it hadn't even touched the mist but was already languid from merely smelling it.
Their previously excited expressions turned serious; they had thought it was easy prey.
Unexpectedly difficult.
