The Sacred God’s huge face dissipated from the world, and all Saints’ hearts sank. They all heard what the Sacred God had said.

The third god seemed to be wounded.    

Zhou Yuan immediately appeared next to Yaoyao, and he reached for her snow-white hand. When he saw the black poisonous mark squirming and expanding on her palm, his face darkened. 

The poisonous mark was no wider than a finger, but the ominous and poisonous qi it emitted made people dare not to touch it. 

Cang Yuan and the others also appeared beside Zhou Yuan, studying the poisonous mark. They were all terror-stricken because they knew they would instantly be reduced to a pool of black blood if the poisonous qi penetrated their bodies. Any foundation was extremely weak in front of this poisonous qi. 

“What a terrifying poison,” remarked...