I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1912 - 1911: Youlong City

Soon, these poisonous creatures piled up on the ground like a small hill.

Looking at this small hill of venomous creatures, it was only one percent of his entire poisonous stock. This shows just how many poisonous creatures are inside Zhang Xiaohao’s Shennong Ring.

"Hehe! With these poisons, I’ll mix them into a colorless and odorless powder, sprinkle it into Youlong City, and then let’s see who can stop me!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

Facing the poisonous creatures before him, armed with the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture, no matter how fierce these poisons were, Zhang Xiaohao was always fearless.

At the moment, he stretched out his hands and began to concoct these poisons.

As a top-tier alchemist, Zhang Xiaohao was not unfamiliar with the techniques of concocting poisons. Moreover, the Three Pure Ones Scripture recorded the methods for creating poisons.

The poison Zhang Xiaohao was currently concocting was one of the methods recorded, called the mixed poison concoction technique.

By mixing all these poisons together, and using the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture Spiritual Power to merge their toxicities, when the toxicity of hundreds or thousands of poisons is combined, the poison is not as simple as one plus one equals two; it is extremely tyrannical and fierce. Even a cultivator in the Mahayana Realm, without top-level detoxification methods, facing these poisons would be unable to withstand them with just sheer cultivation power!

Hissing sounds!!!

As Zhang Xiaohao’s hands rolled, the golden Spiritual Power of the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture circulated on his palms, swirling among the small hill of poisons. With every turn by Zhang Xiaohao, the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture Spiritual Power in his body consumed rapidly, as if drinking water, and at the same time, the poisons were visibly merging rapidly.

These poisons began to transform into a colorless and odorless powder.

Handfuls of elixirs, like little sugar beans, were thrown into Zhang Xiaohao’s mouth one after another, restoring the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture Spiritual Power he consumed.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed.

"Phew! It’s finally done!" Zhang Xiaohao exhaled a long breath, smiling as he spoke.

Originally piled like a small hill, these poisons were all converted into a colorless and odorless powder under Zhang Xiaohao’s refinement, heaping onto a gigantic spiritual power net.

From the outside, the mountainous heap of toxic powder looked identical to the air. Once spread, it was like a breeze; even a cultivator in the Mahayana Realm could hardly detect it, unless they were at the Late Mahayana Stage or the Mahayana Peak, perhaps then they might have a slim chance.

However, Youlong City was just an ordinary city. While it was vast, it was merely an ordinary city within the Bi Mu Divine Race, not the main city or capital.

"With the toxicity of these poisons, unless one is a cultivator in the Mahayana realm, once poisoned, their Spiritual Power will be completely depleted within two hours, rendering them a lamb to the slaughter, to be killed at will without any resistance! However, with Youlong City stretching fifty thousand kilometers, solving them all within two hours requires some unconventional methods," Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

With a grab of his right hand, the golden net gleamed, instantly collecting all of the powder piled high as a hill.

Getting up from the bed, shaking body which was a bit numb, after a while, Zhang Xiaohao waved a hand, collecting everything in the cave, transformed again, and used the first transformation divine skill to become a member of the Bi Mu Divine Race.

His body flickered rapidly from underground, landing on the ground in a few flashes.

Waving the black folding fan in his hand, Zhang Xiaohao utilized the divine skill Shrinking the Ground into Inches, heading towards Youlong City.

During this time, countless cultivators from the Bi Mu Divine Race flew over Zhang Xiaohao’s head, using their Divine Thought to sweep over him each time, but seeing him as a direct descendant of the Bi Mu Divine Race, they withdrew their Divine Thought and left without disturbing him.

In just half a day, more than twenty Divine Thoughts swept over Zhang Xiaohao.

"Interesting! It seems like word of what happened in Bihua Town has spread! No matter how you search, even if you rack your brains, you won’t expect the culprit to be openly appearing right under your noses, will you?" Zhang Xiaohao spoke with amusement.

Three days later.

One hundred miles, and Zhang Xiaohao had reached it leisurely.

From a distance, Zhang Xiaohao could see a giant city, stretching fifty thousand kilometers, grand and sky-piercing, justifying its status as one of the Top 100 Races in the Spirit Realm with its imposing aura.

Above the city, a golden True Dragon was vaguely seen, roaring and wandering in the air, forming a golden True Dragon.

"Hmm? Is this a Five-clawed Golden Dragon? No! If it were a Five-clawed Golden Dragon, with the strength of being the top-ranked True Spirit, even if the ancestor of the Bi Mu Divine Race came, it couldn’t be stopped if it wanted to leave! Moreover, if a Five-clawed Golden Dragon fell here, the Five-clawed Golden Dragon clan wouldn’t let it go easily. Once the Five-clawed Golden Dragon clan army presses on, even if the Bi Mu Divine Race is one of the Top 100 Races in the Spirit Realm, it couldn’t withstand their wrath! This point, the ancestor of the Bi Mu Divine Race should be clear about it! If I’m guessing right, this should be a remnant of a Five-clawed Golden Dragon’s soul, for some reason has fallen here, and was built into Youlong City by the other side, which explains what I’m seeing now!" Zhang Xiaohao thought seriously.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes lit up, for a sliver of a True Spirit’s remnant soul is a rare treasure, and if refined and absorbed, it would also enhance his own spirit.

Although Zhang Xiaohao’s physical strength was very strong, mighty like the boundless ocean, everyone wouldn’t mind being stronger! If there’s something good, they’ll devour it; Zhang Xiaohao was no different.

"Hehe! Lucky for me," Zhang Xiaohao said with a mysterious smile.

Waving the folding fan in his hand, he walked toward the opposite Youlong City.

In a flicker, a few miles went by.

Soon, Zhang Xiaohao was at the gate of Youlong City.

A Nascent Soul Peak cultivator wasn’t extraordinary, but possessing the Bi Mu Divine Eye was like a star shining brightly in the dark night. The surrounding cultivators coming in and out unconsciously stepped aside to open a path for Zhang Xiaohao.