Shh.
As Yao Guang slashed the knife across the concubine's chest, no blood flowed out, instead, a faint, ethereal fragrance wafted out.
The fragrance filled the nose comfortably, but a moment later, Chu Liang felt as if he was suffocating! The scent was deadly poisonous, even rendering him breathless!
It was well known that his bodies indistinguishability to a Real Dragon at the same level. Hence, if any ordinary poison were to affect him, the dosage would have to be as big as a small mountain. Yet, this faint scent of residual fragrance could suffocate him with just a whiff—it was terrifying.
It felt as though a barrier blocked his nostrils suddenly, depriving him of his ability to draw breath. Fortunately, the fragrance was not overwhelming. After a few moments, Chu Liang was able to circulate his True Qi to break this restriction.
