Giant Spirit Immortal's belly deflated, indicating that he had successfully absorbed and completed the Refinement of the poison mist he had just inhaled. His current condition made it look like nothing had happened to him at all.
No, Giant Spirit Immortal's condition was actually better than before. He was clearly more energized, as if the poison mist was merely an appetizer that paved the way for his main course.
"I heard that Zou Feng is a Poison Cultivator?" Energized, Giant Spirit Immortal became more talkative. "To me, a Poison Cultivator is nothing more than pre-marinated meat ready for the slaughter!"
With just a few large strides, Giant Spirit Immortal stepped out of the poison mist zone and arrived at the plaza in front of the main hall.
"Xuanwu Palace?"
