Lu Ming's white palm was gradually becoming infested with a black poison, resulting in her massive fright.

She could not comprehend what was happening.

Her entire body was hidden within the illusion formation, and she had never clashed directly with Li Luo. How could this poison have entered her body?

"Bastard!" She recomposed herself very quickly, and her aloof face had an ugly expression upon it. Focusing intently, she channeled her resonant power into the poison, hoping to scatter it and resolve her predicament.

At the same time, the realization that this was hopeless dawned upon her. As she attempted to remove the poison, its toxicity only intensified as it reacted with her resonant power. In fact, she felt as though her entire body's resonant power was gradually being stained by this corrupting malady.

The reaction...