Upon hearing Old Yan's words, the other experts suddenly shifted their gaze towards Ling Chen as well.
Just like Old Yan, they all had an evil smile on their faces as they were looking at the weak and frail Ling Chen on his knees.
"Hahaha, finally. I thought this bastard was immune to this poison after holding on for so long."Voiced out the White Tiger Demon God with a look of relief on his face.
"Are you doubting the mean of this Old man? I've been preparing for this day for so long." Old Yan said as he squatted down to look at the deathly pale Ling Chen.
"Why?" Ling Chen asked as he mustered of his strength while looking at Old Yan with his eyes filled with hatred.
He looked so weak that he couldn't even talk, let alone stand up.
Puff! It seemed like even saying a single word was too much for him as he spewed out another mouthful of blood.
