In front of him was a boundless, pitch-black ocean. Liquid-like poison energy was beating like waves, sweeping in all directions.
This was the Beimang Forbidden Land that everyone revered.
However, at this moment, there was a petite figure walking within the poisonous sea.
She seemed to be fearless of the forbidden land that everyone feared. It was as if she was taking a stroll in her own garden. Her relaxed demeanor made Feng Hao sigh with emotion.
"As expected of the Supreme Poison Body. She's immune to all poison energy and can even absorb the essence of the poison energy to strengthen herself."
The thin threads in the poison energy could not be hidden from Feng Hao's eyes. He had a deeper understanding of the Supreme Poison Body.
At the same time, he was confident that Little Qing Meng could subdue the poisonous creature that was sealed in the core of the Beimang Forbidden Land.
"If she uses poison, she'll be an incredible helper."
The corner of Feng Hao's lips curled up slightly as a strange light flickered in his eyes.
Little Qing Meng had perfectly demonstrated the power of the poison energy back in the Hundred Clan Tower. If it was someone of the same level as her, no one would be a match for her.
It could be said that if the Void God did not have the Shennong Immortal Herb that was made of the Shennong Immortal Herb, he would not have been able to subdue the Supreme Poison Ancestor.
This time, if the Shaman Spirit Tribe and the Mang Flame Tribe wanted to suppress the Human Clan with numbers, then their plan would be ruined.
This was something that Fenghao had never expected. His own daughter actually had this kind of ability. She had helped him more than once or twice. This time, she had even brought him a glimmer of hope from despair.
…
Little Qing Meng didn't sense anything unusual as she walked in the poisonous sea. On the contrary, every single pore on her body emitted a refreshing feeling. It made her feel as though her soul was being sublimated. It was extremely inconceivable.
"Master … Master …"
A voice kept echoing in her mind as if it was guiding her. There were no detours as she walked towards the core of the Beimang Forbidden Land.
"Chi chi …"
In the middle of the sea of poison, Little Qing Meng's body was like the center of a whirlpool. The poison in the surrounding sea of poison seemed to be naturally refined and absorbed by her.
"Buzz …"
Before she reached the inner region of the Poison Sea, a buzzing sound that resonated with the surrounding Poison Sea resounded. Immediately, the aura on her body soared and soared. Her entire body gave off a frightening black glow. It was as if she was a demoness from the demonic world that had descended to the human world. Her aura was peerless, as if she was the controller of the Poison Sea. As she breathed, the surrounding Poison Sea undulated rhythmically. The situation was extremely strange.
"I broke through to the peak of the saint level."
Outside the sea of poison, Feng Hao, whose purple eyes had been glowing the entire time, saw her change and immediately exclaimed in shock.
He had already reached the peak of the saint level, so he could naturally see through Little Qing Meng's realm. She had only reached the Seventh Tribulation Ninth Stage not long ago. If she wanted to break through to the peak of the saint level, even if she refined enough spiritual cores in the Hundred Clan Pagoda, it would still take a few years.
However, it had only been ten minutes since Little Qing Meng entered the Poison Sea, but she had already accomplished something that would take a few years.
"Hehe, the talent of the Supreme Poison Physique isn't low. It's even comparable to some Master God Divine Physiques."
Beside him, Little Ball murmured as its eyes flickered with a crystalline divine light.
"Oh."
Feng Hao looked at it in astonishment.
"Back then, the Supreme Poison Ancestor founded the Du Clan alone and became the ancestor of the clan. However, he was later subdued by the Void God," Little Ball explained.
There were many clans in the human race that didn't have pure human bloodlines from the start. For example, the Nandou Mansion, the Deathgod Mansion, and so on. They were all small clans that just merged with the human race like the other clans.
"I didn't expect there to be such a story."
Fenghao nodded thoughtfully as he listened to Little Ball's words.
"Speaking of which, there's practically no one with pure human bloodlines on the Hundred Races Continent anymore …"
Little Qiuqiu muttered softly.
"Is this the reason why the Master God Physiques can only be produced in the Primordial World, the Netherworld World, and the Asura World?"
Feng Hao raised an eyebrow, but he didn't refute it.
These three types of Master God Physiques would only appear in people with the purest human bloodlines. Therefore, the Master God Physiques that had appeared over the countless years were not people of the Hundred Races Continent.
But this time, Feng Hao was a little surprised. It was from the Martial Sky Continent.
"That's right."
Little Ball nodded.
However, it had no intentions of discrimination. Having lived through that era, it understood just how much they had sacrificed for the human race.
"Back then, the Three Great Divine Masters had created the Three Realms because they wanted to preserve the purest bloodline of the Human Race. Therefore, you should understand that it's best not to treat the Three Realms as a refuge for the Human Race. Otherwise, there might not be any pure-blooded Human Race in the future. That means that the bodies of the Three Great Divine Masters, as well as some of the mutated and unique bodies of the Human Race, will never appear again …"
Considering the seriousness of the matter, Xiao Qiuqiu very cautiously explained to Fenghao.
It knew that Feng Hao had definitely considered the possibility of evacuating the citizens of the Hundred Races Continent into the Primordial World, the Asura World, and the Netherworld World if they really could not fend off the armies of the Shaman Spirit Race and the Wildflame Race.
His intentions were good, and he could avoid as many losses as possible. However, to the pure human bloodline, it was no less than a devastating disaster.
As a result, when Little Ball mentioned this, Feng Hao's expression immediately changed. He became a little uncertain.
If they could not fend off the armies of the Shaman Spirit Race and the Wildflame Race and did not allow the citizens of the Hundred Races Continent to seek refuge in the Three Realms, wouldn't they just have to watch as they were slaughtered?
Right now, although the human race had formed an alliance with many other races, it was not very likely for them to stop these two races that ranked in the top ten in terms of overall strength.
"I believe that the people of the Asura Manor and Netherworld World will not allow the citizens of the Hundred Races Continent to enter the Asura World and the Netherworld World."
Little Ball understood Feng Hao's temperament and smiled bitterly.
"In other words, we have to keep the armies of the Shaman Spirit Race and the Wildflame Race out of the human territory."
Feng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Yes."
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