Phew!
Watching as the black smoke drifted closer, getting thinner and thinner, it seemed to be just an accident, with no real danger.
Tang Qi sneered in that instant, his body abruptly disintegrated and likewise transformed into a misty haze, twisting and disappearing from the spot.
The originally weak black smoke suddenly condensed into a "Black Little Snake," which moved spiritedly through the air, even capable of sticking out its vibrant red forked tongue, seemingly sniffing around for something, but ultimately it found nothing.
The little snake only persisted for a few breaths before it had to dissipate.
Afterward, that misty haze reappeared once more.
"I almost got intimidated by that old adversary. If she really still had the power to cast curses, she could have just cursed me directly, why bother with such deceit?"
"Just now, it must have been a Mark Witchcraft."
Although Tang Qi confirmed that he had anticipated Samra's backup plan, he still proceeded with caution.