If it was the Nine-Tailed Fox, even if it could force the gift of the mist out of its body, it would have to suffer a lot.
But Xu Qi 'an would not. He was a first-rank martial artist, a stinky and hard rock.
"Look, this is the consequence of touching the barrier."
only that Lord can resist the erosion of the mist. Once he's contaminated by that aura, he'll go crazy. This guy is finished.
A few descendants of gods and devils who had come to the ultimate a long time ago shared their experiences with the ones who came later.
"Are you alright?"
At the bow of the ship, the Nine-Tailed Fox looked at Xu Qi 'an's hands and frowned.
"It's fine!"
Xu Qi 'an chuckled. He put his palms together and thrust them into the mist like a knife into a hard barrier.
Xu Qi 'an's palms pierced through the barrier formed by the mist. His arms spread out and tore it apart bit by bit.
