At this moment, Yaochi appeared as a god who controlled the fates of mortals, loftily lording over all, exuding an air of invincibility.
He didn't even feel the urge to kill Ren Feifan; he took greater pleasure in watching him struggle bit by bit, then die.
At this moment, cold sweat was pouring down Ren Feifan's back.
He had never imagined that the Eastern Empire could possess something so terrifying, something far worse than poison, an invisible killer.
Nine Yang True Qi was considered the ultimate yang energy in the world, impervious to a hundred poisons, yet now something had appeared out of nowhere capable of poisoning him, which would startle anyone.
But the more dire the situation, the calmer Ren Feifan became; he knew panic wouldn't help.
The best course of action was to figure out exactly what had burrowed into his arm!