Before anyone could react, Ying Youbai, who had been weeping softly, made her move. Nobody knew what she did, but the Blood Flood Dragon suddenly went wild, sweeping through the area with overwhelming force. It spat countless red and green liquids from its gaping maw, and wherever the liquid splashed, a sizzling sound rang out. Then, a terrifying scene unfolded: anyone touched by the liquid began to rot at a visible speed, their mobility dropping by more than ten folds.
"It's the poison of the Blood Flood Dragon! Everyone, be careful!" someone screamed in shock.
"Ying Youbai, have you lost your mind? A sneak attack?!" Seeing their companions slow down from the poison, losing the ability to fly at full speed using spiritual energy, the crowd was both shocked and furious. Although the poison of the Blood Flood Dragon was not instantly fatal, it was unimaginably sticky and troublesome, cutting a cultivator's physical strength, mental focus, and combat effectiveness in half. What did a fifty percent drop in overall combat power mean while being hunted down relentlessly by tens of thousands of Monster Beasts? It was practically a death sentence! By doing this, Ying Youbai was genuinely trying to get all of them killed!
Chapter 820