C2865 The Demon Clan's Great Formation

Hua Hsing opened his palm, letting the ring fall into his hand.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

As soon as he touched it, the poison began to corrode his palm, its powerful corrosive force spreading out.

"If you were at your peak, I might have feared you, but now..."

Hua Hsing grinned. The effects of the Poison Misfortune Divine Pill surged within him