He thought that his recent attack should have been able to kill the middle-aged man from the Jiuying Clan.
"So what if your body is strong? Once you've been poisoned by our clan's lethal toxin, you'll die just the same!" The middle-aged man from the Jiuying Clan propped himself up with difficulty, swallowed the blood at his throat, and hid his shock while smugly looking at Gu Chen.
With his cultivation level, the toxins contained in his body far surpassed those of the Jiuying Clan's young master, Jiu Li.
But Gu Chen didn't care at all, not even bothering to glance at it. With the current strength of his body, unbreakably tough, his inner and outer Primordial essence as one, there was nothing in the world, except for the rarest of strange poisons, that could affect him.
At this moment, seeing Gu Chen step forward toward him, completely unharmed, the middle-aged man's heart involuntarily skipped a beat.
"Kill!"