t! If the lower four realms are about opening up a cultivator's essence, spirit, and energy, then the upper three realms are about expanding and extending them. A cultivator's practice ultimately aims...Now Hua Ci is on the Lingxi battlefield, her cultivation has reached its limit and can't be improved any further. That's why she repeatedly lowers her cultivation to refine the Wan Du Zhu.

The toxicity of the Wan Du Zhu depends not only on the amount of cultivation Hua Ci expended when refining them, but also on the toxicity of the poisons she consumed.

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When Hua Ci first gave Lu Ye the Wan Du Zhu, she wasn't very familiar with this kind of method. It was just a practice run, and to prevent Lu Ye from noticing anything out of the ordinary and causing unnecessary worry, she didn't expend too much cultivation.

At first, she struggled with refining the Wan Du Zhu.

But as she refined more and more, she became skilled at it.

This time, the Ten Thousand Poisons Pearl Lu Ye obtained was much more laborious for Hua Ci to cultivate than last time.

Furthermore, Hua Ci has now found the source of the Wan Du Lin and created a pool of poison at its deepest point. The last time Lu Ye went to visit her, she was leisurely soaking in the poison pool.

That's the manifestation of the source of poison from the Ten Thousand Poisons Forest, its toxicity is countless times more ferocious than the poison mist she had devoured before.

For all these reasons, a result was created.

Lu Ye's three Wan Du Zhu this time are even more potent than the last time, with a toxicity that is more than twice as strong!

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It doesn't matter now, because we've already used them. It's pointless to think about these things anymore.

A poisonous mist filled the entire mine, sparing no one. Inside Lu Ye's body, on his innate talent tree, large patches of gray mist rose continuously.

He has a talent tree by his side, immune to all poisons. As long as the talent tree's fuel is sufficient, he doesn't have to worry about being affected by劇毒. However, the cultivators of Wanmo Ridge cannot do the same. Even if they have backup antidote pills, they are still unable to resist the poison consuming their bodies.

The lower the cultivator's cultivation level, the more violent their reaction.

There was a cacophony of snapping and cracking sounds. Gazing upwards, countless bolts of lightning seemed to streak across the sky. At the very top of the mine shaft, a colossal magical formation pulsed with light. Intricate patterns flickered constantly, each thunderbolt that struck accompanied by screams, echoing back and forth.

Warning! Lightning Strike

The most common killing formation Lu Ye used was the Blast Formation. This formation was simple enough and had considerable lethality. Once someone stepped into it, they would inflict a certain degree of damage on the enemy.

But this does not mean he only knows how to set up explosive arrays.

The many spirit runes he possesses, if used within a formation as the core, could be used to set up corresponding formations.

This array, at its core, is based on the lightning-attracting spiritual pattern. It is a lightning-drawing array.

A formation centered around the golden arc spirit pattern is called the Golden Arc Formation.

A formation centered around the fire spirit runes is called a Fire Formation.

He had set up his formation on the rock face above, something no one had anticipated. Everyone here at Wan Mo Ridge was focused on breaking through the magical array in front of them, never expecting a grave danger to come down from above.

For a moment, as Lu Ye unleashed the power of his formation, the scene became even more lively.

Blazing white thunder, golden arcing slashes, crimson fire serpents, poured down from above like a torrential downpour as the formations whirred to life.

The power of these formations wasn't actually that great. Ordinarily, even cultivators at the fifth or sixth level could withstand them. However, at this moment, the numerous cultivators on Wanmo Ridge were being plagued by poison mist, each suffering greatly diminished strength. The formidable power of the arriving formations was therefore all the more deadly...

A thick, emerald-green miasma filled every corner of the mine. Not only could the cultivators of Wan Mo Ridge not see Lu Ye's figure, but Lu Ye couldn't see them either. in his thoughts, he immediately understood what had happened.My own inner sea, is about to dry up!Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!In other words, his soul power was...