"Thud..."
Murong Ba, impaled through the heart by a man in black clothing, suddenly spat out a mouthful of bloody spittle.
The blood dripped from his mouth,
then trickled down his clothes to the floor.
Hiss… hiss… hiss…
As the blood flowed over the fabric, the fabric instantly corroded.
Even the solid ground corroded, forming small holes.
The dagger had been poisoned, transmitting the toxin through Murong Ba's heart into his bloodstream.
Although the venom was diluted by the blood, it still possessed such powerful corrosive properties.
It's likely that by now, the organs inside Murong Ba had already corroded away.
The next second, Murong Ba's face turned black, and he pointed trembling hands at Murong Qianjun.
He only managed to say, "Kill him for me,"
before his body stiffened, and he collapsed to the ground.
Soon after, he was devoid of any life signs, becoming a corpse.
