C894 The Farce Came to an End

His nascent soul shivered and shrank away from the mist.

The Second Elder hurriedly circulated his cultivation technique to resist, but he found that he couldn't get rid of the pink mist in a short amount of time.

"Poisoned?"

"That's impossible."

The Second Elder suddenly turned his head and saw the Great Elder silently shaking his head. It was obvious that he was helpless against the fog