Pfft!
Another dangerously close dodge. The edge of the Short Blade grazed past Fang Han's ear, severing a few strands of hair.
The poison spread even faster, and half of his body began to go numb. His movements couldn't help but slow by a fraction.
'I can't let this go on!'
Fang Han knew that if he delayed for another moment, the poison would invade his heart and he would be nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter.
A harsh glint flashed in his eyes. He frantically stimulated his Shenshu Acupoint with his Inner Qi, causing the "Poison Resistance" Divine Treasure to operate at an unprecedented speed, attempting to neutralize the potent poison.
This Divine Treasure was indeed miraculously effective, slowing the spread of the poison. But the toxin from Gou the Third was clearly no small matter; it was not something that could be completely purged in a short time.
'I have to take an antidote!'
