章節 1213: Trial Ground

He puked out countless small milky-white insects. Lin Yun used mana to put these poisonous larvae back into the crystal bottle and immediately put the lid on.

Constantine was still kneeling on the ground after the larvae were all gone. He kept puking and spitting, still retching even when there was nothing left to puke.

The few young Sword Saints paled as they thought of those nauseating poisonous insects and they couldn't help retching, too. But the four Sword Saints were also rejoicing that they had been fortunate enough to not be poisoned too deeply.

Laibo sighed in relief. He could sense that although Constantine was about to vomit his gallbladder out, his vitality was stabilizing and his Deathless Aura wasn't being consumed anymore. This showed that the poison had been completely cleansed out of his system.

"Sir Mafa, this is truly thanks to you. If not for your quick reaction, Constantine would have already died.