Chapter 500 Southwest Upheaval (IX)

• “Got it. That Golden Silkworm King turned you into a poison-proof freak.”
• The Poison King eyed Lewis Snow with a flicker of dread. The love gu and the Golden Silkworm King were still tearing at each other; venom didn’t work on Lewis, and pure martial arts weren’t the Poison King’s strong suit. No matter how he looked at it, he wasn’t Lewis’s match. If this dragged on, he’d die here.
• “Only now you get it? Too late.”