"Ah... that's right!" The old voice murmured, "If it weren't for that treacherous Xuanyuan Yangguang poisoning me, he wouldn't be my match! Are you my disciples?"
Bai Yunqi quietly held his forehead, "Senior is pretty deeply poisoned."
The underground palace lies beneath the loamy earth, extending for dozens of miles, with pavilions, towers, bridge corridors, and palaces all constructed from yellow earth, without any other visible elements.
An old dragon with white eyebrows and beard lay at the deepest part, massive eyes shut in long breaths, seeming half awake and half asleep.
"Senior, the poison you've caught is too severe, I really can't cure it." The slightly chubby girl Chan Yu sat amidst a pile of bottles and jars, almost crying.
Originally a poisonous toad who cultivated into a demon, she possessed a cultivation technique of strange poisons, and was skilled in using toxins.
