Outside of Mount Daybreak, next to the underwater valley, Xu Qing studied the situation, then turned and left. Behind him, agonized shrieks continue to ring out, as well as howls of rage.14

Smokewights then began to emerge from the valley, their divine sense out in full force as they scanned the area in both frustration and anger. The interior of the valley was in complete disorder. Before, there had been hundreds of Smokewights inside, but now there were only a few left. Xu Qing’s taboo poison had killed most of them in body and soul. Xu Qing’s poison really was just that ridiculously brutal. Those who were not dead yet were moaning in agony. They were doing everything they could to stop themselves from decomposing, but their bodies of smoke continued to fall apart. One after another, they died.1

The work on the magical treasure was now stalled. And as the mutagen in the poison filled it, it became clear it wouldn’t survive for long.0

“Who’s there?”7

There were seven or eight Smokewight puppets who emitted terrifying Nascent Soul fluctuations. They were now frantically searching for the perpetrator. The puppets were corroding rapidly, exposing their true bodies within and making it clear they couldn’t escape the effects of...0