Ironback Centipede!

The poison tide loomed ominously, with toxic mists rolling in a terrifying display.

Several figures dashed within the poison tide, exuding powerful auras that made the venomous star beasts in the vicinity retreat and dare not approach.

At the forefront was a figure enveloped in a radiant golden glow.

The golden light sometimes scattered into tiny specks, and at other times, it faintly transformed into the image of a divine golden phoenix, shrouding Wang Teng. He appeared as if he had become a real golden phoenix.

The golden light pushed away all the poisonous mists around him, making them unable to come close.

Behind him, a few individuals closely followed, their faces filled with astonishment.

"Spiritual power!"

Wan Dong's expression subtly changed. He had assumed that Wang Teng had used all his strength to defeat him.