C92 (1/2)

Ye Chong's serious expression was like someone trying to condense water out of the water. The disciple in front of him had lost a lot of blood so there was no problem. The biggest problem was the black aura that was coiling around the wound on his right arm, expanding continuously.

”Master, this is poison!”

Ye Lin'er shouted in shock, disbelief written all over her face.

Could this Yellow Python Lightning Beast be poisonous? Everyone could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. They all understood what this meant.

When hunting magical beasts in the wild, as long as a magical beast with poison as an attack method appeared, the party would not have a single pill refiner capable of detoxifying the poison and would have to give up. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the entire group to be completely wiped out.

Because this poison was hard to guard against, a slight carelessness could lead to its falling victim. As a result, Demon Hunt Squads generally didn't want to encounter poison magical beasts the most, and had to request an alchemist to protect them.

Ye Lin'er's words had deeply affected the hearts of everyone present. The team that was originally already shrouded in shadows had now become like a gust of cold wind, causing everyone to waver.

”Master, what's going on? Looking at your current appearances, it seems like you have encountered some difficulty?”

At some point, Liu Zhenyu had come to Ye Chong's side, and seeing that everyone was silent, he began asking questions.

”Little brother, look!”

Ye Chong sighed and pointed helplessly at the black spot where the injured right arm of the disciple was.

”Poison? Looks like Master has met a Star Demon Beast that can use poison attacks! ”

Liu Chan Yu said indifferently, as if he felt that this wasn't a big matter.

However, right now, everyone's emotions were not with Liu Chan Yu. They were all looking at Junior Brother Qin with grief in their eyes.

Those who were poisoned, if they didn't have the antidote to cure them, then no matter how they were treated, they would eventually lose their lives.

At this moment, blood was no longer flowing out of Junior Brother Qin's right arm. Both of his eyes were drooping, and the black poison gas had already invaded his entire right arm. He looked extremely miserable.

”What are you all standing around in a daze for? Why aren't you treating him? His condition isn't one where the poison has yet to assail his heart, and he'll die from excessive loss of blood!”