"If Senior Brother Xing Ming and the others were to face the Ghost Flood Dragon Clan, the outcome would truly be uncertain!"
Li Yan closed his eyes, sensing that the threads of qi and blood in his body, after devouring the invading poisons, had not returned to his chest and abdomen. They were still constantly wandering through various parts of his body, as if digesting and fusing.
'These qi and blood cannot be calmed down immediately. It also cannot be easily fused.'
'The world is vast. Just because I possess one of the three great poison bodies of the Malevolent Spirit Sect doesn't mean I can be reckless. I wonder if this devouring will be of any help to the Fragmented Poison Body.'
Besides breaking through in his cultivation realm, which would also lead to an upgrade, the only other way for the Fragmented Poison Body to upgrade was to devour other potent poisons.
But this method was dangerous. If he was not careful and encountered a world-ending poison, Li Yan himself would be the first to go to the underworld.
Li Yan pretended to swallow a lot of medicinal pills and then entered a state of regulating his breathing.
It was just that all of this, in the eyes of different people, had different perceptions.
The spectators below saw Zhang Ming desperately pouring a large number of pills into his mouth, trying to detoxify himself at all costs.
But a result might appear in a short period of time, so their gazes were fixed on the field without blinking.
And all of this, in the eyes of "Elder Longjiao" and the other two on the opposite side, was a different thought.
Although they themselves were also beginning to show different symptoms of poisoning at this moment, they still spared some attention to Zhang Ming.
Seeing Li Yan not fall to the ground and melt into a pool of blood as expected after a few breaths, but still able to sit cross-legged, the three of them were stunned.
"He actually withstood the combined attack of the three poisons. It's... a bit unreasonable!"
"Elder Longjiao" found it most unbelievable. What grade of poison pill was the "Pill Annihilation Powder"? Others might not be able to guess, but he knew best.
In the past, even if he used a spell to make the other party get some of it, they would show symptoms of spiritual power being cut off and their whole body turning gray.
But Zhang Ming had swallowed the entire pill directly as agreed, and under the combined attack of the three poisons, he had actually withstood it.
Although "Elder Longjiao" was unwilling to believe it, the facts were right before his eyes.
Xi Ye and Jiao Wuxing's expressions were as if they had seen a ghost. They had always believed that although their poison techniques could not be invincible in the world, even if a cultivator of the same level was poisoned by them, the chance of detoxification would not exceed thirty percent.
What they had taken out just now was of course the best poison pill and liquid that would kill the other party in a few breaths.
Then they saw Zhang Ming take out a lot of pills from his storage pouch and swallow them. Just looking at the fact that the wound on his neck was no longer expanding and was even showing signs of resistance.
'He must have secretly swallowed some detoxification pill before, playing tricks to make others fear his strength, and then deliberately took out the pills again!'
'It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't... it should have turned into a pile of blood and water...'
Everything Zhang Ming did on the opposite side undoubtedly made the three of them, while their minds and bodies were already beginning to suffer, feel that the development of the matter was a bit absurd and wrong.
They were not the spectators below. Their own attacks, the poisons they refined themselves, of course they knew best.
But as the poison in their bodies took effect, they no longer had the extra energy to think carefully.
First, Jiao Wuxing, whose cultivation was lower, could not suppress the poison.
A red patch the size of an elm coin first appeared on his face, followed by one after another.
In just a few breaths, these patches began to spread at a speed visible to the naked eye. His exposed skin looked as if it was covered with a layer of bright red measles.
Along with the spread of the red patches, every time Jiao Wuxing's circulating spiritual power reached his head, it would be blocked.
This made his spiritual power intermittent, unable to smoothly complete a heavenly cycle circulation, like a small river that could dry up at any time.
Jiao Wuxing and the others were different from Li Yan. Long before they swallowed Li Yan's poison pill, they had already swallowed the prepared detoxification pills.
The pill they swallowed was the highest-grade "Shuiluoshi" in the "Ghost Flood Dragon Clan." Although this pill could not detoxify all the poisons in the world, it could at least detoxify hundreds or thousands of poisons.
And among them were seventeen strange and absolute poisons that made the cultivation world turn pale at the mention of them. It was also effective against them.
Even if it could not cure some absolute poisons, it would have a certain effect of alleviating and suppressing them.
The "Ghost Flood Dragon Clan" had made countless attempts on this point and was confident in the unparalleled effect of the "Shuiluoshi."
Now, as long as it could alleviate and suppress the poison in their bodies, regardless of what poison the other party used, it would buy them more time to constantly try to detoxify it.
So, as the top expert of the "Ghost Flood Dragon Clan," "Elder Longjiao" had secretly instructed them beforehand to swallow the "Shuiluoshi" first when they got up on stage.
No matter how precious it was, as long as they could win this duel, all the sacrifices would be worth it.
He believed that as long as they swallowed the "Shuiluoshi" beforehand, they would have an eighty percent chance of dealing with any poison from the other party. At the very least, they could suppress it for a period of time.
This confidence of course came from the "Ghost Flood Dragon Clan's" continuous improvement and testing of the "Shuiluoshi" over generations.
But Jiao Wuxing's head was now in unbearable pain. When he had swallowed the pill thrown by Zhang Ming just now, his body had immediately felt as if countless hornets were madly stinging him.
But just as this stinging pain arose from within his body, a comfortable warmth immediately rose from his abdomen, which immediately alleviated the stinging pain.
'The Shuiluoshi is indeed effective!'
At that time, Jiao Wuxing was overjoyed. He still had time to observe Zhang Ming's situation on the other side.
But the good times did not last long. Although the stinging pain slowly subsided and disappeared, red spots the size of elm coins soon appeared on the surface of his skin, and they became more and more numerous.
Jiao Wuxing's abdomen was suddenly filled with hot air. The medicinal power of the "Shuiluoshi" began to formally take effect. This hot air filled his limbs and bones, causing the red spots on his skin to show signs of subsiding.
Just as he thought that these symptoms of poisoning would soon disappear, his temples and the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head suddenly began to throb violently.
The spiritual power that ran through his whole body was immediately blocked as if by three large rocks.
Then Jiao Wuxing's entire head swelled up like a balloon, and along with it came waves of unbearable, splitting headaches.
Jiao Wuxing couldn't help but let out a low groan.
'This... this is a pill that destroys the physical body. It mainly corrodes the flesh and blood while blocking the circulation of spiritual energy, making... making it impossible for the cultivator to circulate their power to resist.'
Enduring the severe pain, he hurriedly communicated with his storage pouch with his divine sense. Several bottles of pills flew out. The stoppers popped open in an instant, and like a long whale sucking in water, he almost drank all the pills in the bottles in one gulp.
After these pills entered his body, Jiao Wuxing finally felt his headache lessen a bit. At this time, his clothes were already soaked through.
Breathing heavily, he finally had a moment to look at the other two, wanting to see what stage their symptoms had reached and whether anyone had successfully detoxified, so that he could learn from them.
It would have been better if he hadn't looked. The moment he looked, he was greatly shocked.
Because the symptoms shown by the other two were completely different from his. Xi Ye was clutching her neck with her slender hands.
Her mouth was wide open, her full breasts heaving violently, as if she was desperately trying to suck in all the air she could reach. But her face was still purple and swollen.
And "Elder Longjiao" had also lost his previous composure, his expression as unshakeable as a mountain.
The dragon-headed staff in his hand had been deeply inserted into the stone platform. His hands were moving like the wind, constantly tapping on his own body. With each tap, a string of miserable green mist would spray from his mouth.
Just as Jiao Wuxing took a moment to look at them, "Elder Longjiao" and the other two also saw the different symptoms of the others. The expressions on their faces were exactly the same as his.
Especially "Elder Longjiao." He was the strongest alchemy grandmaster of the "Ghost Flood Dragon Clan" in the past three generations, only a hair's breadth away from being an alchemy great grandmaster.
And the "Ghost Flood Dragon Clan" was originally most skilled in the arts of poisoning and detoxification. Their true form was a potent poison ghost flood dragon.
"Elder Longjiao" had rarely fought with others since four hundred years ago. With a raise of his hand, he could silently poison and kill people.
Every time he had to make a move, the other party's death was extremely miserable. Their mournful wails before death would only stir up boundless fear of him in the hearts of those who heard it.
'What kind of alchemy method is this, refining a poison pill to look like another pill? I can do that too.'
'As long as the pills are slightly different, their auras will be different. But just now, I clearly felt that all three pills were within the normal range of 'Qi Recovery Pills'.'
'Even if I knew it was a poison pill, I could at least judge that they were all the same type of poison pill. But why... why are the symptoms of poisoning shown by the three of us different?'
Although "Elder Longjiao" was poisoned, not only was his cultivation profound, but his cultivation of poison techniques was also much longer than Jiao Wuxing and the other two.
Therefore, he was able to just barely resist the onset of the poison and could still calmly analyze the problems with the poison pill given by Zhang Ming.
Even if it was the same pill, due to the different years of the raw materials for each refinement, the different refining environments, and the different alchemists, when probed with divine sense, they would all be different.
Even if it was the same furnace of pills, due to the different forces and fires during the refining process, they could not be exactly the same.
Therefore, when appraising a pill, it was usually judged by its aura. This could of course be done by smelling it with one's nose, but under a cultivator's divine sense, it became exceptionally clear.
The method of appraising by the pill's pattern and appearance could only be considered a rough reference.
And Li Yan had used this point. He was extremely familiar with the Fragmented Poison Body, so he had cleverly neutralized the toxicity into some of the flaws of the "Qi Recovery Pill."
This made it so that the "Qi Recovery Pill" did not have too much of a change in its aura.
Even if an alchemy great grandmaster were to appraise these three "Qi Recovery Pills," they would at most think that there was a problem with the flaws of the pills, and the impurity of the pill poison was a little higher.
Looking at the different symptoms of poisoning of Jiao Wuxing and Xi Ye, "Elder Longjiao" thought about how to deal with it.
He had already judged the poison he had been afflicted with. It was a poison that scattered the three huns and seven pos. It was extremely sinister and vicious.
The poisoned person looked very normal on the surface, without the horrifying appearance of Jiao Wuxing and the other two after being poisoned. But it was actually the most potent poison.
The poison Jiao Wuxing was afflicted with was to completely destroy his physical body after breaking through his defenses.
As for Xi Ye, the power of the pill would act up from within her body, draining her spiritual power and petrifying her organs, eventually turning her into a lifeless, petrified jiangshi.
After setting the bet with the other party, Li Yan had already thought of a way to deal with the three of them.
"Elder Longjiao's" cultivation was the strongest, and his magic power was the deepest. Whether it was his physical body, divine sense, or soul, he was a top-tier existence among Golden Core cultivators.
Compared to directly destroying his physical body, the chance of attacking his divine sense and soul was far greater than the former. And Li Yan did not have a poison that attacked the divine sense, but he did have a poison that damaged the three huns and seven pos.
Li Yan did not hesitate to attack "Elder Longjiao's" soul. And the facts were indeed as he had expected.
Even if "Elder Longjiao" had a profound cultivation of poison techniques, he still could not immediately dispel it.
The changes in the few people on the stage were all seen by the group of spectators below.
"How long do you think that Zhang Ming can last?"
The clan leader of the "Jade Water Crocodile Clan," a stout cultivator in a green robe, asked the few people beside him.