Devouring Sword God

Chapter 640 The Fourth Poison Baby
There are twelve hours in a day, and 81 hours are nearly seven days.

For the past seven days, the entire Lihuang has fallen into a strange atmosphere.

Almost all the monks came to the sky above the punishment department of the nine tribes one after another, and countless figures covered the sun and the moon.

Every day that passed, people's hearts would tense up, for fear that Yi Xiaoyao, whom they were staring at, would die suddenly and waste their time waiting.

Most people began to have a vague expectation that Yi Xiaoyao could persevere and create new miracles.

But there are also many people who are faintly worried that if Yi Xiaoyao really succeeds, it will not be a good thing for them.

Time flows slowly among these countless thoughts and gazes.

Fourth day.

Yi Xiaoyao is still alive!

And everyone found that the pain on Yi Xiaoyao's face had become less and less in the past few days.

Even on this day, there was no trace of pain on his face.

This is a unique thing. Shouldn't it be more and more painful to be infected with 81 poisons?
Even the genius of poison dao who possessed the poisonous body back then couldn't avoid this. Even, the genius with the poisonous body was tortured to death in the end!
"Already, I'm completely used to it..."

Yi Xiaoyao, who was sitting cross-legged under the focus of thousands of people's eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes shone brightly.

As he said, his physical body has fully adapted to the 81 absolute poison, and the Vajra Immortal body has reached a new height under the tempering of the extreme poison!
"Look! He's up!"

In the crowd, someone exclaimed, everyone saw Yi Xiaoyao stood up from the spot, looked up in surprise at the densely packed crowd in the sky above and around him, then shook his head and smiled, and walked towards the crowd on one side.

Immediately, the faces of the crowd on that side all changed and they backed away, as if seeing some monster.

Only a graceful figure was still standing there, looking at Yi Xiaoyao who was walking towards her with beautiful eyes.

Yi Xiaoyao also noticed the reaction of the crowd, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and walked towards Yunmengling for sure.

"Yes, although I can adapt to the 81 absolute poison, but the toxicity on my body is still there!"

Yi Xiaoyao frowned secretly, this is also the reason why everyone avoids him, because he is now a source of poison, afraid that anyone who touches will die!

In this way, wouldn't he be unable to contact anyone in the future?

Looking at Yun Mengling in front of him, Yi Xiaoyao's heart skipped a beat. If this was the case, it would be an unacceptable torture for him.

But then, Yi Xiaoyao thought of something as if he suddenly realized something, and then asked Yun Mengling: "Ling'er, wait for me."

After speaking, he turned around and returned to his original position, and sat down cross-legged again.

Seeing this scene, everyone showed strange expressions.

"What the hell is this guy doing?"

"He should have discovered that he has become the carrier of the 81 absolute poison. Even if he can survive, he will be completely isolated from the world from now on!"

Some people shook their heads with palpitations and said, no matter what the outcome of this death test, the price is not acceptable to anyone.

"Wait! He seems to be practicing?"

Immediately afterwards, someone exclaimed, because they found that after Yi Xiaoyao sat down this time, a large amount of spiritual energy rushed towards his body.

"Cultivation? What's the use of practicing now?"

"It should be that the toxicity in the body can no longer be suppressed, so I want to improve my cultivation and increase the power of suppression."

Everyone guessed, their eyes still fixed on Yi Xiaoyao.

As they saw, Yi Xiaoyao was indeed cultivating at this time, but it was not for improving his cultivation as they thought.

Waves of majestic spiritual energy poured into Yi Xiaoyao's body, and at the same time brought the poison in his body, rushed into the meridians, poured into the dantian, and began to condense.

"Such extreme poison may be a life-long burden to others, but to me, it is simply a godsend. How could I almost forget this and waste everything?"

Yi Xiaoyao secretly blamed himself in his heart, but at the same time he was extremely happy.

Just now when he found that he could no longer touch Yunmengling, he began to worry about how to get rid of the poison on his body, but he thought of a good way to get the best of both worlds.

"Nine Transformation Infant Art, the fourth turn!"

With a silent recitation, Yi Xiaoyao began to operate the Nine Transformation Infant Art given to him by Cang Tianxing at the beginning, intending to borrow these 81 extreme poisons to gather a new Nascent Soul!
This is the best-of-both-worlds method that Yi Xiaoyao thought of—coalescing the fourth poison baby!
Once successful, he will be able to perfectly control the poison on his body, restrain it freely, and use it for his own use!

At that time, Yi Xiaoyao will not only be able to return to a normal person, but his strength will also be greatly improved.

Ordinary poisons may not be enough to support Yi Xiaoyao to condense a high-quality Nascent Soul, but each of these 81 extreme poisons is a poison that Li Huang has no cure for. The perfect poisonous baby that even the Li emperors may not have had!

With this thought in mind, Yi Xiaoyao's motivation increased greatly, a layer of devouring spiritual power was born on the surface of his body, and he began to unscrupulously devour the surrounding spiritual energy.

buzzing...

Under such engulfment, the spiritual energy in the entire world was mobilized, and it even mobilized the suspicious hearts of everyone present.

Even some people with a slightly lower level of cultivation were shocked to find that the spiritual power in their bodies was forcibly taken out by a tyrannical force, and rushed towards Yi Xiaoyao who had turned into a black hole.

"This……"

The nine patriarchs who had been sitting there all this time finally couldn't control their expressions at this moment, and looked at each other in shock.

Because even they have never seen or even heard of such a weird thing!

"Qinghuang has such a monstrous character, I'm afraid it will rise again in the future..."

Up to now, the nine patriarchs no longer think about whether Yi Xiaoyao can survive, but think about the prospect of Qinghuang's rise in the future because of Yi Xiaoyao.

At the same time, Du Jiu's expression became more and more gloomy, and he was thinking that if Yi Xiaoyao really succeeded, then he would not be able to get the poisonous insect soul in Xuan Mo's body. This is not the result he would like to see!
However, as time went on, Du Jiu discovered that the result he didn't want to see seemed to be happening.

Seventh day!
Yi Xiaoyao still didn't die from the 81 poison.

Even, everyone saw with their own eyes that the ink color on Yi Xiaoyao's body due to the poison was gradually fading, until today, it had completely disappeared.

hum!
A strange fluctuation spread from Yi Xiaoyao's body, like a breakthrough in cultivation, but everyone found that Yi Xiaoyao was still in the Ninth Level of Yin-Yang Realm.

How would they know that the fluctuation just now was produced by Yi Xiaoyao condensing the fourth Nascent Soul in his body.

This brand new Nascent Soul is different from the other three Nascent Souls in that it has a strange black color, and its attribute is...very poisonous!
At the same time as this wave of fluctuations dissipated, Yi Xiaoyao opened his eyes again, with an undisguised smile on his lips.

He stood up slowly, raised his hand to control the cloud of black spiritual power in his palm, and smiled with satisfaction.

"81 hours, is it almost here?"

Immediately afterwards, Yi Xiaoyao looked at the nine patriarchs who were sitting up in surprise, and said with a faint smile, "The so-called death test seems to be nothing more than that."

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(End of this chapter)