Chapter 92 Conclusion [3]

But the Abyssal Lord drew a deep breath, and billions of Evil Spirits fused into his body like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.

At the same time, white fog surged at the site of his injuries, entangling with the black smoke generated by the Wind Poison's extreme toxicity.

For the first time, the Wind Poison, hitherto unbeatable in its toxicity, actually clashed with another entity—not merely overpowering and annihilating it unilaterally!

It was the Abyssal Lord who, using an unfathomable number of Evil Spirits, fought against the extreme poison without regard to loss, eventually forcing it out of his body, effectively compellin the poison to retreat!

The entwined white fog and black smoke were casually thrown to the ground by the Abyssal Lord, where the ground immediately began to rot at a rapid pace.

"Poison, an interesting poison, I like it."