Chapter 1051

The terrifying thing was that the blood was black. It corroded the hard floor tiles, creating several small holes as it splattered down onto the floor. Screams followed as the two men collapsed to the floor, looking at Ronan in horror. "Mr. N-Nightell Senior, y-you actually poisoned us…" they muttered. However, smoke began to rise from their bodies before they could finish their words, and they were soon engulfed in flames, sizzling as they burned. Wyatt was horrified. Two burly men were burnt to ashes in no time, leaving only faint marks on the floor. It was as if they had vanished. Wyatt suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. His expression shifted as a wave of fear washed over him. He wasn't frightened by Ronan's gruesome methods. Anyone who founded Venomspire Sect was bound to be a grandmaster in the art of poison. Wyatt had expected as much. What truly stunned him was that Ronan could even kill his own apprentices! That old rascal was too ruthless! "Poison King Scriptu