Seeing Han Yan'er collapse, Yang Zhen hurriedly went forward, helped Han Yan'er up, and examined her body.
The old man saw this and chuckled, saying, "Young friend, you better worry about yourself first. With only Emperor Realm cultivation, you'll last only a few moments longer than this young lady. I'll give you one more chance, leave this place; otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."
"One, two, three..."
The old man, having learned his lesson somewhere, even resorted to counting down.
Yang Zhen ignored the old man and looked at Han Yan'er, asking, "How do you feel?"
Han Yan'er took a deep breath, glanced deeply at those people, and said in a grave tone, "It's a poison, I can't neutralize it!"
Yang Zhen let out a sigh of relief; if it was just a poison, then it was manageable.
"Six, seven, oh?"
