Wang Wei pointed his finger to the woman's forehead, instantly souring her expression. As the seal entered her Sea of Consciousness and targeted her soul, a terrifying soul poison rushed from the Poison Demoness' mind, targeting him. Although it appeared she had given, that was far from the truth.
Someone of her cultivation level and status would never give up hope of freedom until she exhausted every possible measure. As such, when Mongke did not kill or immediately control her, the demoness planned her escape. Sadly for her, she jumped from one monster's mouth to another. Ultimately, she sighed, resigning herself to her fate.
"What can you tell me about the Death-root Poison?" Wang Wei asked.
"What is there to say? I spent so much time and effort cultivating the thing, but someone stole it."
"Who stole it?"
