'As expected, the toll on a Demigod Realm powerhouse to trap a true Divine Spirit is just too great!'
Shu Feng's face paled slightly. Just by trapping the God of Poison for a single moment, he had consumed more than seventy percent of his Demigod Power.
In that same instant, countless Light Vines and Flame Vines shot out from the sky, wrapping tightly around the God of Poison. A terrifying Purifying Light and an immense Flame erupted, incinerating the Divine Spirit.
The God of Poison shrieked miserably amidst the Purifying Light and Flame. Black wisps of aura emerged from his entire body as a black Poisonous Barrier materialized, resisting the incineration from the light and fire.
"Divine Art—Scythe of Poison!!"
The God of Poison frantically burned his Divine Power, casting the Divine Art, Scythe of Poison. A one-hundred-meter-long scythe, suffused with a poisonous divine light, appeared and slashed viciously at the Light Flame Vines.
