Facing Ye Weiming's fierce attack, the foreign monk was in absolute misery!
If he focused on resisting the drug, he wouldn't be able to fully fend off Ye Weiming's onslaught. However, if he needed to deal with Ye Weiming's assault, he would be more vulnerable to the "Sweat Dripping" drug, perversely pervasive within the stone chamber.
Trying to do both was leading to a half-hearted effort in each.
Under Ye Weiming's fierce offensive, the monk's injuries worsened rapidly, and his ability to resist the toxic drug weakened correspondingly.
As the poison took over, his reflexes and core attributes were significantly diminishing, making it increasingly difficult to counter Ye Weiming's attacks.
This was an unsolvable vicious circle.
Five minutes later...
"Roar!~~~" A dragon roar that startled a hundred miles directly knocked the granite blocking the stone house door, hurling the monk's body onto the open land outside.
