Anyone struck by a poison dart, even a mere scratch on the skin, would begin to froth at the mouth and convulse within ten seconds before collapsing to the ground, stone dead.
Ouyang Ke’s movements within the labyrinth were unpredictable. If one looked closely, however, they were actually following a set pattern! Every step he took allowed him to skillfully avoid the darts flying toward him. By the time the hail of arrows ceased, he remained completely unscathed.
The situation for the Great Qin Imperial Army was far worse; nearly a third of the first wave to enter had perished under the poison darts. Before they could even process what was happening, a large number of female disciples from the Tianyue Holy Land suddenly surged out from the gray mist, their eyes burning with murderous intent.
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