The Ten Thousand Poison Mountains stretch for thousands of miles and are shrouded in poisonous miasma all year round. These poisonous miasma are so huge and the poisons contained in them are even more varied, covering almost all poisons. Countless poisonous creatures live in them, and after countless years of gestation, they have long become highly poisonous creatures. Even some powerful poison masters dare not touch them easily. It can be seen that

Now, these horrible poisonous miasma are gathering towards the depths at a crazy speed, until they turn into a funnel and fall towards a certain point.

Boundless pressure permeated the entire Ten Thousand Poison Mountains, causing countless poisonous creatures to tremble as if they were facing some extremely ferocious monster.

At this moment, Yao Yan was like a bystander, his huge soul power staring indifferently at his body swallowing these huge amounts of toxins. The moment those toxins poured into the body, they would be swallowed up by the fighting spirit, and then transformed into a kind of original power and integrated into every cell of the body. As the amount swallowed increased, the characteristics of the body were gradually transforming into a poisonous body.

With Xiao Yixiang as a template, observing the process of her evil poison body being activated, and adding the draft of Bing Zun, it was not difficult for Yao Yan to condense a perfect acquired evil poison body.

What he needed was not a body of evil poison.

Although the Evil Poison Body is very powerful, it still has its limitations. What Yao Yan needs is a 'chaotic body' that can accommodate everything. The Burning Decree can devour the strange fire and integrate the properties of the strange fire into the fighting spirit, so that the body can have some other properties, such as star power, ice attribute, water attribute, wind attribute and so on.

What Yao Yan needs to do is to use this process to deduce a further transformation of the body, completely integrate the attribute changes of fighting spirit into the body, and change the physique and the so-called bloodline!
As for the so-called Dou Di bloodline, Yao Yan has now seen through some of its essence.

Once one breaks through the Dou Emperor level in Dou Qi cultivation, one's physique will completely transform into the ultimate Dou Qi of the cultivated attribute, similar to the Evil Poison Body, which is extremely compatible with the energy of heaven and earth of the corresponding attribute. Future generations will also benefit from this, and the more direct the lineage, the closer the physique will be to the origin, similar to the innate Tao body!

How terrifying it would be if the evil poison body was fully activated. Xiao Yixian only activated her physique and controlled it in an alternative way with the method of poison pill. Her strength directly reached the level of Dou Zun. She didn't even need to practice during the period. Her strength soared straight up, which was even more exaggerated than the Dou Di bloodline.

If it weren't for the alternative control method of poison pills, Little Medical Fairy's talent would only become more exaggerated.

"There is still a long way to go!" Yao Yan stared at his body coldly. His body was too terrifying and had accumulated too much power. There were as many as five types of Dou Di bloodlines, and after the blood baptism, most of these five bloodlines had grown to the level of divine quality, nourishing his body to an extreme.

It is not an easy task to transform it into a poisonous body of disaster.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of poisons in the Wandu Mountains.

As his mind moved slightly, a phantom that reached heaven and earth appeared in the world. It was the direct manifestation of his soul power. The soul power that was about to enter the great perfection of the heavenly realm was already comparable to that of a god. Its mere appearance further strengthened the pressure that enveloped the world.

The dark clouds in the sky and the power of thunder all shattered at this moment, as if they could not withstand the pressure.

"Then...what is that!"

"God?!"

……

At this moment, the Izumo Empire and even some of the surrounding countries have successively felt this terrible pressure, especially the people living near the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains. At the scene before them, they all showed fear on their faces and muttered to themselves in disbelief.

Then, under their attention, the huge phantom pressed lightly, and hundreds of mountaintops in the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains turned into powder. All the highly poisonous substances and natural treasures in them were integrated into the poisonous miasma and rushed to that point.

It seems that the power of the poisonous miasma is not enough, he wants to refine everything in the entire Ten Thousand Poison Mountains for his own use!
The scale of the work is enough to shock the world!
Soon, some old immortals hiding in the northwest continent could no longer sit still. They were alarmed and came out one after another, all staring at the direction of the Izumo Empire with shock on their faces.

"Fighting Saint? No, he's still a little short of being a real Fighting Saint, but why is this aura so terrifying? Is he going to refine the entire Ten Thousand Poison Mountains?" An old man in green stood in the void, his eyes flashing with a faint green light, staring at the direction of the Izumo Empire.

This person is none other than the founder of the Heavenly Snake Mansion - the Heavenly Snake Saint, who possesses the strength of a one-star Douluo. However, on the surface, he has been dead for nearly a thousand years. Even when the Heavenly Snake Mansion encountered a catastrophe that year, he never took action. He is the kind of Douluo who is extremely cowardly.

"What a scary kid, he has such strength at such a young age. It seems like he is another little monster from those tribes." An old man in a gray robe appeared beside the Heavenly Snake Saint. He was ragged and looked like a beggar, but the gleam in his eyes showed his extraordinaryness.

"Heh, I didn't expect that you two old fools are still alive. What's wrong? Can't you sit still?" A middle-aged man in a dragon robe appeared beside the two of them. He had strong features and sharp eyes. He smiled lightly with a hint of intimidation without anger.

“There’s nothing to be anxious about. When we reach our level, there’s nothing we can’t see through.” The Heavenly Snake Saint glanced at the person who came and said calmly.

"I'm afraid the person who comes has bad intentions... this kid has broken the rules!" said the middle-aged man in dragon robe coldly.

"Rules? Where do rules come from in this world? The so-called rules are nothing but the rules of the strong!" The gray-robed old man chuckled and sneered with some sarcasm.

“Tianlong, why don’t you go and warn him? Tell him not to go too far. This Northwest Continent is not Zhongzhou, how can you let him do whatever he wants here?” The Heavenly Snake Saint instigated the middle-aged man in dragon robe. The other party was the strongest man behind the Tianlong Empire and one of the few Fighting Saints in the Northwest Continent. His strength had also reached the peak of a one-star Fighting Saint, making him the strongest among the three.

And unlike him and the Spirit Turtle Saint, the Heavenly Dragon Saint, as an emperor, has a very overbearing mentality.

“If they are from those tribes, I can’t afford to offend them.” Tianlong was not fooled. He was an emperor, he was not stupid. He knew very well who he could deal with and who he could not deal with. Facing those tribes, a one-star Douluo was nothing.

Thinking of this, a hint of coldness flashed in the depths of his eyes. It was obvious that he had been severely beaten when he was young, and the person who attacked him was most likely a member of the imperial family.

“If you don’t go, I won’t take care of this matter. Anyway, it will be the same if we leave the Northwest Continent or go to other places. I am not like you, with a big family and a lot of wealth. If he bullies the Tianlong Empire in the future, I hope you can still tolerate it.” The Sky Snake Saint smiled and said indifferently.

In recent years, the Snake People have conquered various empires in the Northwest Continent, destroying the balance of the Northwest Continent for many years. They have all seen this, but no one has taken action. They are all waiting for the person behind the Snake People to appear. If there is really no one behind the other party, then they can only apologize.

Although those above the Fighting Saint are not allowed to attack those below the Fighting Saint, it is too easy to destroy a force without a Fighting Saint.

No one can resist the will of the Fighting Saint, especially those below the Fighting Saint, who are not even qualified to talk to him.

Tianlong's face was gloomy and he didn't say anything. The martial arts he practiced needed the support of the empire's luck. It was impossible for him to give up the Tianlong Empire that he had created. Once the empire was destroyed, his own strength would be affected, and he might even fall to the level of Dou Sheng, with no possibility of further progress in the future.

“How about being patient? Move the Tianlong Empire away. Anyway, it was moved out from Zhongzhou~” The Spirit Turtle Saint laughed at the side, as if he was happy to see Tianlong suffer a setback.

A thousand years ago, the Tianlong Saint was also an extremely talented person. He even had a great opportunity and obtained a special martial arts method, which allowed him to use the luck of the empire to bless himself and break through to the Dou Sheng. Later, the other party intended to unify Zhongzhou and even the Douqi Continent in order to reach the top.

And then there was nothing else... His legs were almost broken by the people of the imperial clan. So far, he led the Tianlong Empire, which had not yet developed, to retreat to the northwest continent.

"Stop talking nonsense and wait and see what he is going to do. If he really intends to get involved in the entire Northwest Continent, I will naturally take action!" Tianlong snorted coldly and said in a deep voice. His figure disappeared directly on the spot, as if he didn't want to talk nonsense with these two people.

As an emperor, he is not as shameless as these two people, and he does not have the dignity and power of a fighting saint.

"Hehe, this old guy is still so honest~" The Spirit Turtle Saint smiled a little obscenely, touched the stubble on his chin, and laughed softly.

“He has no choice. The martial arts he practiced back then was a trap. It was easy for him to break through to the Dou Sheng level, but he was also tied to the Tianlong Empire because of it. Once the Tianlong Empire was destroyed, his own luck would be damaged, and his strength would most likely drop, and he might even fall below the Dou Sheng level.” The Sky Snake Saint said calmly without changing his expression.

Tianlong has extremely good luck, and when he was young he had the ambition to dominate the entire Zhongzhou. However, there are always people better than you. When he saw the real world, he realized that he was just a frog in a well.

"Should we take action?" The Spirit Turtle Saint glanced at his 'old friend' and asked.

"Just watch the show. We are already this old and don't have many years left to live." The Heavenly Snake Saint shook his head and had no intention of intervening. After all, he was in his twilight years and no longer had the energy to intervene.

……

Yao Yan felt the prying eyes from the dark. The opponent's strength was definitely above that of a Fighting Saint. Those prying eyes brought him a lot of pressure, but it was just pressure, and he didn't feel that he was invincible.

Obviously, the water in the northwest continent is not as clear as it appears. There are still many immortals hiding in secret.

In this regard.

Yao Yan didn't feel anything. If they didn't jump out, it would be fine. But if they did, he wouldn't mind killing a saint and using everything from them to step into a higher level. In his opinion, all the fighting saints were nourishment for his cultivation.

After all, those who can cultivate to the level of a Fighting Saint all have blood on their hands. There are no innocent people among them, and they are all opponents on the road.

"You'd better stay put." Yao Yan's cold gaze swept across the void, but his hands never slowed down for a moment. Every time he made a move, he would refine nearly a hundred mountains, turning everything in them into the origin and integrating it into the poisonous miasma.

The Ten Thousand Poison Mountains have been nurtured for tens of millions of years, and even the soil contains extremely strong toxins that can be absorbed and consumed.

This went on for six months.

The most core area of ​​the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains has disappeared completely. Looking from the sky, you will find that nearly half of the mountain range that originally stretched for thousands of miles has disappeared, leaving only the outermost mountains. The middle is empty, and only a colorful poisonous miasma covers the sky. The terrifying pressure is still pervasive, and no one dares to approach.

Yao Yan sat in the void with his eyes open. Purple-blue flames rose in his eyes and the purple lines between his eyebrows flickered with fluorescence. His handsome face became more and more enchanting and perfect in the flow of fluorescence. As his mouth opened slightly, the mottled poisonous miasma that permeated hundreds of miles rushed down and within a few short breaths, it entered Yao Yan's mouth.

As the poisonous miasma dissipated, the sky suddenly became clear, and the bright sunshine shone down for the first time, landing on the place that should have been covered by countless poisonous insects, rats and ants.

Now there is no trace of toxins in this poisonous land. The deadly poison contained in it for tens of millions of years has been completely swallowed up by Yao Yan and absorbed into his body.

"Successful?" Cai Lin flew up with the colorful butterfly and asked in unison.

Yao Yan met the two pairs of beautiful eyes, nodded slightly, raised his hand and condensed a ball of mottled poisonous fighting spirit, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Well, it can be considered a preliminary success."

It took six months and the consumption of an entire Ten Thousand Poison Mountains to successfully condense the acquired evil poison body. At the same time, his martial arts had shown some signs, and could be slowly evolved with the help of the Burning Decree. How far he could grow in the future, only time would tell.

But for him, a good start is enough.

All that remains is to wait for the essence and blood of all races to further unlock the limits of one's physical fitness.

But before that, some problems need to be solved.

"You go back first. I'll go say hello to the Fighting Saint of the Northwest Continent." Yao Yan instructed the two women, took a step forward, and disappeared on the spot. With his current control over the power of space, he would not even cause the slightest shock to the power of space.

In a few breaths, he crossed several empires and came to a desert grassland. At the same time, he saw the figure of a middle-aged man. The other party looked to be around 30 or 40 years old, wearing a dragon robe, with a very imposing aura and exuding a strong sense of oppression.

The other party was also looking at Yao Yan. The moment he saw his appearance, he frowned slightly and said, "Are you from the Spirit Clan?"

There is no other reason, Yao Yan’s appearance is just too enchanting.

"No." Yao Yan replied calmly, and then said coldly: "You have been watching me for six months, should you give me an explanation?"

“Give you an explanation? You haven’t even become a Dou Sheng yet, but you’re asking a real Dou Sheng for an explanation. Little guy, your elders don’t seem to have taught you that you should give the most basic courtesy and respect to the strong!” Tianlong Saint said in a serious voice with a slightly gloomy look in his eyes.

He did not want to be enemies with Yao Yan, but that did not mean that Yao Yan could bully him. How could a mere high-level semi-saint have the qualifications to ask for explanations from him, a powerful one-star Dou Sheng at the peak of his power?

"Are you strong?" Yao Yan asked back.

"Arrogant junior, today I, the Saint, will teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders, so that you can understand what a true saint is!" The Tianlong Saint laughed in anger, raised his hand and slapped Yao Yan. The terrifying power of heaven and earth gathered and turned into a golden palm print of nearly a hundred feet, suppressing Yao Yan.

When one reaches the level of Fighting Saint, every move he makes possesses extremely strong power, and even an ordinary blow is enough to overwhelm mountains and seas.

"boom!"

Yao Yan also slapped out with his palm, and his ordinary palm collided with the huge energy palm print. Suddenly, the world was quiet. The next moment, a shocking roar resounded through the world. (End of this chapter)