Chapter 37: Immune To Poison

As Sergio spoke, he got closer and closer to Allan until only a couple of meters remained between them.  This was the perfect range for Sergio, where his poison mist would be most effective.  Even if Allan was a Heavenly Realm martial artist, so what? The mist spread fast, and nothing could stop it from seeping through, not even the so-called protective aura of a Heavenly Realm martial artist.  Sergio clawed at his waist, tearing flesh as blood spurted out.  Instantly, a foul, black cloud...