Jing Ziwang looked up at the Qiongqi. The punch from earlier seemed to have a very limited impact on it; at least, there was no visible damage on the surface.
But it moved in the sky, not in a rush to counterattack from its high position, only fixing its indifferent eyes on Jing Ziwang.
Jing Ziwang furrowed his eyebrows - was it waiting for something?
He subconsciously looked around, was the Zhushi Sect going to help it?
But the next moment, he realized what it was waiting for. It wasn't aid from the outside, but poison from within its own body!
A corrosion sensation was passed from the hand that had clashed with the creature, two dark blue scales had already grown.
Jing Ziwang's heart clenched and immediately summoned his abundant True Qi to control the situation. However, the True Qi was just the substance's bait and was quickly corroded.