Captulo 1728: Chapter 1727: Poison God’s Mausoleum, Poison Can Create Worlds Too

As Xu Zimei finished speaking, he walked directly into the Poison Sea.

He tread upon the surface of the sea.

A faint Rule Power enveloped him.

The poison couldn’t harm him in the slightest.

"Boss, take me with you,” Ouyang Xiu shouted.

At this moment, he acted like he was clinging to a powerful figure.

Having a powerful figure and not clinging to it would be foolish.

Xu Zimei glanced back at him and finally said, “No one knows what’s inside.

Once inside, I won’t protect you.”

Hearing this, Ouyang Xiu quickly said, “Boss, don’t worry about me.

I just want to see the world.

If I encounter any danger, I’ll try my best to protect myself.”

Hearing this, Xu Zimei waved his hand.

Rule Power enveloped Ouyang Xiu, forming a bubble shape, slowly floating over the sea.

Seeing this, many people felt a bit envious.

"Everyone, think of a way to cross this Poison Sea,”

At this moment, an old man stepped forward.

The old man, with white hair and beard, smiled and said, “I do have a way.”

Looking at the old man, someone shouted, “It’s Medicine Saint Sun Sanmi.

Old Sun has pondered over herbal medicine for tens of thousands of years.

No one is more familiar with poison and its properties.”

"Indeed, if Old Sun is second, no one dares claim to be first.

Please, Old Sun, show everyone a clear path.”

Sun Sanmi shook his head and chuckled, then replied, “Actually, there is a way.

Have you all heard of using poison to fight poison?”

"We all know that,” the crowd nodded eagerly.

"The poison here is very potent, only those with great strength can handle it.

Otherwise, any living creature would be hard-pressed to withstand it.”

Sun Sanmi replied.

"Although the Poison Sea doesn’t allow anything else, it is ineffective against poison.”

"Old Sun means…,” a light bulb went off in many minds.

It seemed as if they had grasped onto something but weren’t quite sure.

"We can forge a bridge using ordinary poison,”

Sun Sanmi explained.

"These ordinary poisons are harmless to us.

The Poison Sea won’t reject them either.

It’s a win-win.”

"That’s right, forging a poison bridge, ordinary poisons can’t harm us,” someone inside shouted.

"I have a few poison-attributed Spiritual Medicines, willing to contribute them all.”

As practitioners, everyone more or less had some resources.

"I also have poisons, I’m willing to offer all of these Poison King Flowers.”

Everyone wearily discussed among themselves.

At this moment, someone asked, “So how do we build this poison bridge?”

"Refine the poison, solidify it into a bridge,” Sun Sanmi laughed.

"Don’t forget Old Sun’s profession, he’s an Alchemist.

Refining Spiritual Medicine is his forte,” someone shouted.

By this time, tens of thousands of poisons had been gathered.

Sun Sanmi waved his hand.

Countless poisons melted in a fiery blaze, turning into a liquid state.

The poisons floated upon the Poison Sea.

Sure enough, as Sun Sanmi had predicted, the Poison Sea had no reaction.

The poisons coalesced into a bridge spanning the Poison Sea.

"Everyone, come on,” Sun Sanmi said.

Many people stepped onto the bridge, and someone said, “This Legacy Land is so dangerous this time.

I have a feeling this might be the true tomb of the Poison God.”

"Who knows? The Poison God was always eccentric and unpredictable. Until the last moment, no one will know if there’s a twist,” someone else said.

……

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Xu Zimei carried Ouyang Xiu across the entire Poison Sea.

Xu Zimei demolished everything with absolute power.

Naturally, the Poison Sea didn’t welcome the two.

But Xu Zimei didn’t care.

With a wave of his hand, everything was annihilated within his grasp.

Between his fingers, he restrained an eagle, and with a palm, he eradicated Cang Dargon.

With each step, the entire Poison Sea split apart.

Ouyang Xiu finally witnessed a true powerhouse.

This kind of Heaven and Earth Shattering spectacle between gestures truly broadened his horizons.

Finally, with Xu Zimei’s relentless push.

The two soon arrived at the other side of the Poison Sea.

This other side was a cemetery.

The cemetery was vast, with its perimeter constructed from poison, and the surrounding flora transformed by poison.

It was no exaggeration to say that the Poison God was powerful.

His thoughts were even somewhat insane.

Because he wanted to create a world with poison.

Although he failed, the cemetery before Xu Zimei, everything here was created from poison.

Whether it was the cemetery buildings, the plants and trees on either side.

Or the tombstones, even the soil for burial, all formed from poison.

She Bish spent almost his entire life on poison.

Thus, among the Ten Great Ancient Gods, he was the most unique.

Standing before the cemetery, Xu Zimei knew this was where the legacy resided.

Though he couldn’t be sure.

"Do you want to go in?” Xu Zimei asked.

"Entering inside, I can’t guarantee your safety.”

"Don’t worry, boss, I won’t be rash,” Ouyang Xiu quickly replied.

"I won’t go in, I’ll wait for you outside.

Getting this far is all thanks to your help.

Going in further would just be seeking death.”

It was clear, Ouyang Xiu was sensible, not a rash individual.

Or perhaps the Poison God’s legacy wasn’t that tempting to him.

Obtaining it would be best, but if not, it was still a valuable experience.

Not something worth risking one’s life for.

……

Xu Zimei walked into the cemetery alone.

The cemetery was very lonely.

Aside from a particularly large grave mound, there was almost nothing else.

Occasional cool breezes only added to the desolation.

In front of the grave mound, there was a particularly large tombstone.

It was densely etched with many words.

The first half recounted the early life of the Poison God, She Bish, some of his glorious deeds and charisma.

Like learning poison at the age of three, by twelve he was renowned for his poison.

Collecting all the world’s poisons.

His studies in poison could even kill other Ancient Gods.

These stories vividly illustrated the Poison God’s prowess.

And in the latter half.

"Today I am buried here, and all my life’s legacy is left here.

Here lies a Formation I set up.

Break this Formation, and you can obtain the legacy.”

At this moment, someone beside recited this passage.

The group that had solidified the poison bridge earlier had also arrived at the cemetery by now.

Hearing this, someone excitedly shouted, “It’s here, it must be here.”

"This is truly the Poison God’s Legacy Land.”

"The Poison God’s legacy, a true Ancient God. If obtained, it could carve out a place in this core world.”

"You know, that’s the Poison God.

With poison, he could kill you without anyone knowing.”

The crowd’s excitement was justified.

After all, with the Poison God’s legacy revealed, many were actually indifferent.

Because there were so many of his legacies.

No one knew where the true legacy lay.

It went, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.