One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. Even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques. However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed...
I died for nothing...
This was Skylark's last thought before she died.
"This poisonous gas is so fierce." Song Shuhang was retreating while looking at the poisonous gas from the corner of his eye. Even Skylark, who was lying down and letting the heavenly tribulation guided missile explode directly on her body without receiving any serious injuries, stopped breathing as soon as she came in contact with the poisonous gas.
"If this poisonous gas were to get into the main world, it would definitely be crazy... No, it would be useless, actually. Once the weapons born from the heavenly tribulation are moved to the main world, they lose their effect." Song Shuhang shook his head.
Moreover, without the aid of any magical treasures, he would definitely die as soon as he came in contact with the gas. Right now, he had to focus on saving his skin first.