Yue Ya had anticipated the Black Robed Daoist's strike and was fully prepared to dodge it. Yet, when the moment came, she found herself completely immobilized.
It was inevitable. Although Zou Er had personally imparted his Skill to her, Yue Ya was still only a Martial Artist. She had not even stepped into the Spirit Body Realm, so how could she possibly contend with a Tribulation Cultivator like the Black Robed Daoist?
In the very next moment, the Black Robed Daoist grabbed her by the throat without any suspense. Still, Yue Ya refused to give up. She channeled all the venomous power in her body toward her neck, attempting to poison him.
"HEHEHE..." The Black Robed Daoist chuckled, deeply amused by her futile struggles. "You want to poison me? Train for another hundred years, and you might just manage to give me a stomachache!"
