C115 Fighting

"I've spent years cultivating these poisonous plants, and there's no antidote for them."

As Shen Xuan struggled against the entwining toxic flora, the man in the black robe uttered a cold snort.

"It's too late for pleas now. Remember for your next life—temper that fiery spirit. I've seen far too many talents like you fall before their time."

Clutching the Dragoncry Sword