To Xu Qing, this poison was simply too weak.3

Clearly, these two opponents had very different skills when it came to the use and understanding of poison. One seemed like an apprentice, while the other seemed like a master.0

Xu Qing ignored all of that. He was like a descending storm as he shot his hand out. It completely ignored the one-eyed cultivator’s defenses. As the magical devices shattered, his hand landed on his opponent’s neck.1

The one-eyed cultivator let loose a shout. Releasing the power of his seven three-tribulation nascent souls, he started a minor teleportation. His goal was clear; he wanted to get away from Xu Qing. But then a host of heavenfiend clones appeared around him, like a vortex distorting the air. The resulting interference to the one-eyed cultivator’s minor teleportation caused it to slow down slightly. In a moment like this, a slight slow-down could be the difference between life and death.1

In the blink of an eye, Xu Qing closed in and grabbed the cultivator by the throat and slammed him down onto the ground below. A boom rang out as the boulders shattered and a large crater opened up.11

The one-eyed cultivator...4