Li Tian was injured. He didn't expect his opponent's Iron Fan to be so hard that it could break his defense so easily.
Li Tian felt a sharp pain and a numbing sensation on his fist. He looked down and realized that his wound had turned black. It was obvious that some kind of poison had been applied to the spikes on the fan.
"Brat, you've been poisoned by my heart-devouring poison. If you don't get the antidote within an hour, your entire body will fester and turn into a pool of blood!" The white-robed man sneered.
Li Tian's expression changed slightly. The next moment, he felt a strange poison spreading from the meridians in his arm to his shoulder.
Without any hesitation, he immediately activated his immortal body and adjusted the qi and blood energy and spiritual power in his body to force out the poison.
