"You all come together. Let's not waste time."
Li Mo spoke indifferently. The Poison Martial Artists exchanged glances before biting their lips and stepping into the courtyard center to demonstrate their external powers.
It was clear that the martial arts of Jinhong You Pavilion focused heavily on the metamorphosis of their arms.
The beast heads were all Mountain Lords. When they channeled their inner power poison gas, pus and blood seeped from their necks, signaling that their bodies were already on the brink of collapse.
They sparred against each other, and for a moment, poison gas surged everywhere.
Li Mo's thoughts stirred slightly.
The Poison Martial Artists failed to notice the minuscule, invisible White Bone Spiders, crawling from their nasal cavities into the depths of their brains.
The Medical Divine Power digested the nutrients from the Poison Clothing Technique, seemingly on the verge of triggering a dramatic transformation.
