“A holy king from the underworld?” A disquieting voice rang out from a corner of the void as a vivid streak of blue flashed across the sky.

“What was that?!” Alarmed, the holy king leaned slightly backward and snatched at the vivid shadow. His hand closed around a writhing snakeling that hissed furiously and suddenly twisted with a freakish motion, breaking its back to bite the hand that held it.

“Be careful, that’s nascent spirit poison!” Lu Yun quickly called out.

“Nascent spirit poison?” An unnatural blue flashed through Holy King Atrophy’s eyes and slowly crept into his hair and teeth. “Though the poison of a spirit snake is strong, I am immune to it. …you are a creature of the Blood Sea, no wonder…”

The light in the holy king’s eyes dimmed....