You Chong and the three advanced Foundation Establishment cultivators were fiercely battling, with Zhong Hongyu and the other three Foundation Establishment cultivators constantly harassing him from the periphery. He had long been trapped in a predicament.
Whoosh!
A sonic wave flew towards him, only to be shattered by his protective Sword Qi.
But the very next moment, You Chong seemed to catch a whiff of a refreshing herbal fragrance that made people unwittingly intoxicated, wanting to take several more breaths.
His face changed rapidly as he hurriedly took out an Antidote Spiritual Pill from his Storage Bag and stuffed it into his mouth without a second glance.
However, before long, a ghastly green shade appeared on his face. "Poison? No... why is my Antidote Spiritual Pill... useless?"
He looked towards Liu Sanqi, his tone filled with dread.
