C1056 The Terrifying Divine Grade Poison

Clutching the pill in his hand, Qin Ming gazed at the pitch-black figure of the Martial Emperor, a shiver running through his heart.

The Divine Grade poison was truly horrifying. Here was the Martial Emperor, the mightiest on the continent, reduced to a state unrecognizable as human or ghost—a pitiful sight indeed.

Had a Martial Saint been afflicted with this Divine Grade poison