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Fallen God Stream, located in the northern part of the Pill Region.
The terrain here was extremely complex, as if the entire land had been struck by a colossal divine axe, leaving behind countless cracks and fissures.
Each fissure stretched for at least a thousand feet at the shortest, and the gorges hidden within were unfathomably deep. No one knew exactly how this place came to be formed.
The area was shrouded in poisonous mists, and countless venomous beasts roamed freely, making the environment harsh and perilous.
Strictly speaking, this place was considered one of the most infamous danger zones within the Pill Region.
Under normal circumstances, very few dared to come here—only those with special needs or specific goals would ever set foot in this deadly land.
On this day, several figures streaked across the distant sky before descending upon this place.
It was Wei Yang and his group. After several deliberate detours to avoid unwanted attention, they had finally arrived at their destination.
The group slowly descended onto a towering peak, their gazes sweeping into the distance.
Ahead of them stretched a vast, boundless plain of chaotic rocks.
The surface of the plain was riddled with countless pitch-black cracks, spreading out in all directions like the gaping maws of some ancient, ravenous demons. The fissures seemed to crawl up from the depths of the earth and stretched endlessly toward the horizon.
That eerie, bottomless darkness sent chills creeping up one's spine just from looking at it.
Scattered across the plain were enormous boulders, some of which were so massive they resembled Miniature Mountains. Their entire surfaces were coated in a deep, obsidian-black hue.
Above the sky, an endless layer of black mist coiled perpetually, year after year, preventing even sunlight from breaking through.
These dark clouds were formed by poisonous vapors rising from the countless chasms below, accumulating over the ages until they blanketed the entire region in an oppressive gloom.
"This is Fallen God Stream? Truly treacherous… it's no less dangerous than the Ghostly Marsh of the Chu Yun Empire." Qing Lin sighed softly.
The others nodded lightly in agreement.
"Still," Qing Lin added with a faint smile, "with Sister Xian'er's constitution, she'll thrive here. This place is practically an ideal training ground for her."
"Exactly," Wei Yang smiled faintly. "If all goes well and we find the Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast, Xian'er can use this environment to advance and make her breakthrough into Dou Zun in one stroke."
"And once Sister Xian'er reaches Dou Zun," Qing Lin clenched her tiny fist, "We won't have to fear that so-called Ice River Valley anymore."
Xian'er inhaled softly, her expression serious. "Even if we don't find the Rank 7 Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast, I can still use that peak Rank 6 magic core. That will be enough for me to step into Dou Zun."
"We'll discuss that later." Wei Yang frowned slightly, waving his hand to cut off her thoughts.
They did indeed lack a true Dou Zun-level powerhouse, but they weren't desperate enough to take unnecessary risks just yet.
"Master, I came here to Fallen God Stream once… several hundred years ago," Ah Da suddenly spoke up.
"The skies above Fallen God Stream are heavily shrouded in toxic mists," Ah Da explained. "We can't fly directly over from the air. There's only one way in—the entrance at Fallen God Mouth. That's the only safe path."
"Oh?" Wei Yang raised an eyebrow slightly. "The poison in these mists is that dangerous?"
Ah Da nodded firmly. "Even a Dou Zong expert would be at risk if they stayed exposed for too long. Of course, since you have a Heavenly Flame guarding you, Master, you should be fine."
Wei Yang nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over his companions.
Xian'er, naturally, was immune to the poison thanks to her special constitution.
He and Ah Da had Heavenly Flames protecting their bodies, so they were safe as well. Du Jiao, being a poison-type magic beast, would also have no problem.
Only Qing Lin was vulnerable—she had neither a Heavenly Flame for protection nor any innate poison resistance.
"Let's move. We'll enter from Luo Shen Mouth." Wei Yang said calmly.
Ah Da bowed slightly, then flashed forward, leading the way.
The others followed close behind, their figures darting down from the mountain peak before landing just outside Fallen God Stream.
The entrance to Fallen God Stream lay between two towering black monoliths that stretched into the clouds.
A wide, several-zhang path cut between them. At this moment, the area was eerily silent and deserted—clearly, few dared venture this far into such a deadly land.
Passing through the entrance, Wei Yang's group successfully stepped into the interior of Fallen God Stream.
Their eyes swept over their surroundings. The poisonous mists weren't particularly dense here at the outer edge, but they still blurred visibility somewhat.
Meanwhile, the countless pitch-black fissures surrounding them created a dizzying sense of unease, making one's head spin just from glancing down into their depths.
Finding the Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast in such a vast and perilous maze would not be an easy task.
Xian'er raised her hand, a gentle suction force swirling from her palm as she drew a small wisp of the poisonous mist toward her. After carefully sensing its potency, she spoke softly: "The toxicity here isn't too severe. Even an ordinary Dou Wang could endure it for a while."
Wei Yang tilted his head back, his gaze rising to the sky above—the endless shroud of pitch-black venomous clouds.
Over countless ages, the poisonous vapors had accumulated into an entirely new form of concentrated toxicity. That oppressive poisonous canopy above was the true danger of Fallen God Stream—the real killer lurking overhead.
"Let's move. Deeper inside." Wei Yang's voice was calm as he waved his hand, signaling the group forward.
With that, Xian'er took the lead at the front.
As they traveled, she would occasionally close her eyes, carefully sensing the subtle fluctuations within the surrounding poisonous mists.
At the same time, her body quietly absorbed the toxins around them, reducing the burden on Qing Lin.
Even Du Jiao was inhaling the poisonous air in great gulps, greedily drawing in the venom lingering within the atmosphere.
In such an environment, both Xian'er and Du Jiao were like fish in water, perfectly at ease.
The two of them were like living poison filters—wherever they went, the surrounding toxins would instinctively flow toward them, funneling straight into their bodies.
And not only were they completely unaffected, they even seemed to enjoy the process.
Deep within Fallen God Stream, venomous creatures roamed freely.
Yet Wei Yang's group hadn't encountered the slightest resistance along their path.
There were two reasons for this.
First, the presence of Du Jiao and Xian'er—both naturally dominant among poison-based beings—was enough to make the lower-ranked poisonous beasts scatter like frightened prey before natural predators.
Second, Wei Yang's Heavenly Flame, Death Life Flame, burned with pure, destructive yang energy. Such a force was inherently suppressive against creatures whose nature leaned heavily toward yin and toxicity.
With no obstacles in their way, their pace was swift.
In less than half an hour, they had already ventured deep into Fallen God Stream's interior.
At this point, however, the poisonous mists had grown noticeably denser, cloaking the world in a heavy, suffocating veil.
Thankfully, even Qing Lin—despite her lack of poison resistance—was a Four-Star Dou Zong. With her Dou Qi protecting her body, the poisonous mists posed little danger.
Eventually, the group came to a halt at the bottom of a wide gorge, surrounded by a chaotic forest of jagged rocks.
Wei Yang frowned slightly. Though he was certain that Fallen God Stream harbored at least one Rank 7 Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast, locating it within such a vast and labyrinthine terrain would prove no easy task.
Turning his head toward Xian'er, he asked, "Xian'er, that Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast is an apex venomous creature. If it's truly Rank 7, it should have its own territory, and its aura would stand out. Can you sense its presence?"
Being born with the Woeful Poison Body, Xian'er's perception of poisonous lifeforms was naturally keener than anyone else's.
Xian'er closed her eyes, focusing her senses. After a long moment, she opened them again, her brows furrowing slightly as she sighed softly. "There are countless poisonous auras here… I can't tell which one belongs to the Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast."
"Take out the peak Rank 6 magic core," Wei Yang suggested. "Compare its aura. Since both cores come from Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beasts, their energy signatures should be somewhat similar."
"Alright." Xian'er nodded. With a flip of her hand, she retrieved a jade box from her ring, opened it, and carefully took out a shimmering magic core.
Holding the core in her palm, she closed her eyes once more, carefully sensing for any resonance.
After a long silence, she opened her eyes and shook her head helplessly. "It's no use… there are simply too many venomous auras here. They're all tangled together—I can't distinguish them."
Hearing this, a faint cold glint flickered across Wei Yang's eyes. His voice dropped, calm but carrying an edge of steel. "If that's the case… we'll just have to use the stupidest method."
"The stupidest method?" Qing Lin blinked, puzzled.
"Xian'er," Wei Yang's voice was firm, "Just lead us toward the strongest poisonous creatures you can sense. If finding it is like searching for a needle in the ocean, then we'll stop searching" His lips curved into a thin, dangerous smile, "and plow the entire Fallen God Stream clean. We'll turn over every stone until we find the Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast!"
The moment those words fell, everyone froze, their hearts trembling slightly.
Plow Fallen God Stream…
That almost guaranteed the doom of every high-rank venomous beast within the entire gorge.
Wei Yang lifted his gaze toward the thick canopy of venomous clouds above, his expression sharp and unyielding.
In his heart, he had already made up his mind—if even this approach failed, he wouldn't hesitate to unleash the Black Sun Calamity, annihilating the entire Fallen God Stream just to force the Rank 7 Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast out of hiding.
His determination was absolute. To find this beast, Wei Yang was prepared to raze the entire gorge to the ground if necessary.
Xian'er bit her lip softly, her gaze tender as she looked at him. She understood everything without needing words.
Wei Yang was doing all of this… for her.
For her to form the perfect Poison Pill. For her to take that flawless step into Dou Zun.
A gentle warmth rippled through her heart.
Brother Yang had already done so much for her.
"Let's go."
Xian'er nodded softly, her voice light but steady, "Mm. Follow me."
In a flash, her figure shot forward, gliding gracefully through the poisonous mists.
"Move." Wei Yang's silhouette blurred and vanished instantly, chasing after her without hesitation.
Behind them, Ah Da and the others immediately followed close behind.
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