Jiang Ming didn't dodge.
Poison?
He wasn't afraid at all, because he possessed the talent of Immunity to Ten Thousand Poisons. With his cultivation level at the Twelfth Realm, it wasn't difficult to block it.
However, his heart burst open, and black liquid flowed down, easily corroding his combat domain, which made his eyebrows twitch violently.
Jiang Ming also saw that the complex order of the world being woven was corroded, turning into a true Void.
Staring intently, the black liquid seemed to be made up of countless small demons at a nanoscale, each one ferocious and terrifying.
"Temporal-Spatial Seal."
With a flick of his finger, the powers of space and time intertwined, confining the Void, freezing the world, causing the flowing black liquid to pause briefly, before continuing to flow down.
