The Hu family patriarch's hands glowed brightly, seemingly wearing a pair of invisible giant gloves.
Watching the patriarch use these giant hands condensed from Gang Qi to hold the Divine Dragon tightly, Ning Fan sneered, "Old geezer, do you think I'm dead."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Fan instantly appeared behind the patriarch.
Just as Ning Fan was about to chop down with his hand, he suddenly felt a sting-like pain, followed by numbness.
"Haha... you think I've been muddling through all these years for nothing."
The patriarch laughed arrogantly, "You're the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Trying to ambush me is absolutely a pipe dream."
Ignoring the patriarch's taunts, Ning Fan stared in shock.
A bloody hole appeared on his chest, with a mass of dark green poison stubbornly lingering at the wound, unaffected by Divine Power.
"Such astonishing poison."
This venom was exceptionally fierce, immediately attacking upon entering the body.
