If his true body were there, Wang Baole might say he didn't dare. But his essence body was almost impenetrable by all poisons. It wasn't that nothing could poison his essence body, but things that could do so were so valuable that very few people would be able to bear using them to poison him.
So, Wang Baole raised his eyebrows and immediately chuckled. He put on a bold and generous aura and made himself look as though he didn't fear death. Or, in other words, he made himself look as though he didn't know what death was.
"Long Nanzi naturally must drink Fellow Daoist Ku Ling's wine!" As he spoke, Wang Baole flicked his body and turned into a long rainbow. He charged forward and sped past countless layers of meteorites. He didn't even look at the Time Circle Legion cultivators who were glaring at him hostilely. He traveled past the five False Immortals and arrived at the meteorite Daoist Ku Ling was sitting on.
