Chapter 287 – The Black Frost Qi of the Snow Mountain Sect, a Slap on the Face, and Poison in the Blood (2/2)

Chen Changsheng thought this way, so that is what he did.

However, he had never imagined that his palm was actually able to strike the old man's face.

A crisp slap echoed through the cave.

His palm had struck Bai Hai's face.

Although he waved his palm around like a feather, like there was not a single strand of strength in it, the sound it produced was very clear.

Slap.

Bai Hai was at a loss. He had no idea of what just happened.

His palm still hung in the air, separated from Chen Changsheng by one foot. The terrifying earthfire at the edge of the palm was gradually dissipating, seeming rather miserable.

How was the palm of this Snow Mountain Sect disciple able to land on his face? How had his body become so stiff? Why did the true essence in his body suddenly vanish? In an instant, endless questions entered his mind, making him confused and terrified.

In the next moment, that fear expressed itself in his eyes. With great difficulty, he lowered his neck to look at Xu Yourong, then said his last words.

His voice was abnormally hoarse and dry, his words intermittent and hard to form into sentences, full of fear and despair. ”Demon… demon… demoness… blood has… poison!”

With these words, he died.

Setting Sun Sect elder, peak level Ethereal Opening expert Bai Hai died in this cave like that.

When he died, his body was already completely stiff. His right hand remained suspended in the air, and even his eyes could not close. His eyes were suffused with a tranquil green. It was just like carving a sculpture made out of ordinary rock and finding jade within.

This picture was very bizarre, and very sinister.

Soon after, his skin began to fester. This festering did not extend to his bones and muscles, only his skin. The surface of his skin gradually began to show a plethora of multi-colored spots.

Some of the spots were beautiful, while others were disgusting.

Chen Changsheng thought all of them were very disgusting.

Only now did he realize that this old man had already been poisoned. He just did not know what it was that he was poisoned by.

The weird smile on the old man's face was the poison's doing. At that point, his spiritual sense had already begun to gradually separate from the body.

The poison was really too brutal.

He then realized that there was still someone else in this cave and turned to her.

That young lady's dress was covered with bloodstains, almost obscuring the original white. Her normally delicate features were also almost covered up by her weakness and exhaustion, and yet her eyes were still clear and cold.

He stared blankly at her, then asked, ”Are you okay?”