Blood Poison was a deadly poison unique to the Bloodthirsty Clan.
It was said that when the Bloodthirsty Clan reached a certain level, they would be able to breed a deadly poison like the Blood Poison in their bodies.
In the war between the Human Clan and the Ten Thousand Clans, the Human Clan suffered a lot from the Bloodthirsty Clan.
Although the Bloodthirsty Clan was not ranked high among the Ten Thousand Clans, the Blood Poison in their clan was famous in the universe.
Fortunately, there were many geniuses in the Human Clan. There were Poison Dao experts who studied the Blood Poison and refined the antidote.
However, it was very difficult to refine the antidote every time.
Therefore, the antidote circulating in the Human Clan was very rare.
If it was not in White Bone City, there would not be such an antidote anywhere else.
After Fang Chen obtained the antidote, he could not wait to swallow it.
Buzz!
After the antidote entered his stomach, Fang Chen felt a burning sensation and his blood was surging.
After a while, the antidote entered his mind.
Then, it entered his Primordial Spirit.
Fang Chen could clearly feel that the Blood Poison in his Primordial Spirit was quickly disappearing.
"It's really effective."
Seeing this, Fang Chen was overjoyed.
The Blood Poison was terrifying because it could divide into countless molecules. These molecules invaded the body and constantly looked down on the warrior's body.
After a long time, the warrior's body would be completely eroded by the Blood Poison.
A hundred years to a powerful martial artist was merely a snap of a finger.
Fang Chen was very lucky. After being tortured for more than two years, he obtained the antidote.
Now, he was young and it was the best time to cultivate.
If he was really tortured by the Blood Poison for more than a hundred years, even if he did not die in the end, he would be crippled.
After all, who could cultivate in peace if he had to endure the torture of the Blood Poison every day?
Even if he was a genius, his cultivation speed would be reduced if he was poisoned by the Blood Poison.
As time passed, the Blood Poison antidote quickly dissolved the Blood Poison in Fang Chen's Primordial Spirit.
At the same time, in Purgatory.
Commander Mo Fa was seriously injured and did not come out of seclusion.
As for his subordinates, they were frantically searching for Fang Chen.
Especially Gou Long, who was very famous as one of the Three Little Heavenly Kings.
Gou Long was very angry that someone had escaped from under his nose.
"Have you found him?"
In a certain area of Purgatory.
A warrior hurried to Gou Long's side.
Hearing Gou Long's words, he shook his head.
"A bunch of trash. You can't even find a single person," roared Gou Long angrily.
"Keke, I was wondering who it was. So it's our Three Little Heavenly Kings."
Suddenly, a sarcastic voice entered Gou Long's ears.
Next, a non-human appeared.
"It's you!"
Obviously, Gou Long knew this person.
After seeing him appear, Gou Long's expression became serious.
"Gou Long, I heard that you've become one of the three Heavenly Kings of the humankind. I came here especially to see what you've got." The man grinned and said.
This alien was a member of the Wraith Race called Mo Ding Zi.
Gou Long was one of the Three Little Heavenly Kings of the Human Race, while Mo Ding Zi was one of the Four Holy Son of the Myriad Races.
The so-called Four Holy Son were just like the Three Heavenly Kings.
It was also the title of the strongest cultivator in the lower levels of the Heavenly Body Tier.
One could imagine how powerful Mo Dingzi was to be able to stand out among so many warriors of the Myriad Races.
It was said that Mo Dingzi had once successfully escaped from the hands of a human commander.
Of course, the most famous battle was when Mo Dingzi single-handedly slaughtered 36 human sixth level Heavenly Body Tier martial artists.
That battle directly alarmed the other races.
After that, Mo Dingzi became one of the Four Holy Son.
However, before that, no one knew that Mo Dingzi had once fought with Gou Long.
In that battle, Mo Dingzi had lost slightly.
And this time, Mo Dingzi had personally come to this place to avenge his humiliation.
Moreover, if Gou Long could kill one of the three Little Heavenly Kings of the human race, his status in the Wraith Race would definitely rise.
Even within the Myriad Races, it would become different.
"If you want to die, then I'll fulfill your wish."
Gou Long said coldly.
Immediately, the two great prodigies fought.
This battle turned the sky dark and the earth dark.
They fought continuously for three days and three nights.
In the end, the battle was decided.
Gou Long escaped with serious injuries, and Mo Dingzi was also scared away by Commander Mo Fa.
After this news spread, most of the martial artists in the entire Purgatory were shocked.
"The Four Holy Son of the Myriad Races are too strong, right?"
"This Mo Dingzi is said to be the last one of the Four Holy Son."
"Even Gou Long was seriously injured and almost died. This Mo Dingzi is too strong."
In the human race's base camp, everyone was also discussing Mo Dingzi.
As for Gou Long, he had long found a hidden place to enter seclusion to recover his cultivation.
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
During this period, Fang Chen had been in White Bone City.
With the protection of the tier five formation, no one came to cause trouble.
In fact, even without the tier five formation, no one dared to cause trouble in White Bone City.
The city lord of White Bone City was said to be a highly respected human powerhouse.
Almost all the martial artists in White Bone City had entered the Purgatory.
They had made great contributions to the human race, so no matter what, they would not be disturbed.
In a month's time, the blood poison had gradually subsided.
Fang Chen's face became rosy.
Little Mouse, who was beside him, was very excited to see this change.
At this moment, Fang Chen's Primordial Spirit was rotating in his mind. The blood poison inside was almost exhausted, and only a little was left.
Buzz!
The antidote was very effective. It completely burned away the last trace of the blood poison.
In an instant, Fang Chen's Primordial Spirit burst out with a bright light.
Then, the star power in the Star Pagoda continuously entered his mind and nourished his Primordial Spirit.
His Primordial Spirit, which had been weakened by cultivating the Doppelganger Technique, also gradually recovered.
Fang Chen could clearly feel that his Primordial Spirit was rapidly strengthening.
After a long time, he opened his eyes.
Phew!
After the blood poison was removed, his entire body felt very comfortable.
The torture of more than two years was finally over.
Fang Chen was very happy.
Because these two years of fighting against the blood poison had made his heart extremely determined.
The moment the blood poison was removed, his cultivation naturally reached the peak of the third level.
In just a short hour, his Primordial Spirit had completely recovered.
"The self-healing ability of the Primordial Spirit is really strong." Fang Chen could not help but sigh.
Cultivating the Doppelganger Technique and damaging the Primordial Spirit were different from being seriously injured.
Previously, his Primordial Spirit could not heal itself because of the blood poison.
Now that the blood poison was gone, his Primordial Spirit quickly recovered.
In a month's time, Fang Chen had undergone a fundamental change.
If he were to meet Gou Long now, it was hard to say who would win.
Even if he could not defeat him, he would not be in such a sorry state.
"Boss," Little Mouse called out.
Fang Chen nodded, full of joy.
He waved his hand and the rank five formation was removed.
The two of them came to the center of White Bone City.
"Boss, the blood poison is finally removed." Little Mouse was happy for his boss.
The blood poison was too torturous.
Now that the blood poison was removed, with his boss's potential, his cultivation would advance by leaps and bounds.
Just as Fang Chen was about to enter the Purgatory, he saw the lazy old man from before.
He was still setting up a stall. Moreover, the broken sword on the stall instantly attracted Fang Chen's attention.
"Isn't this exactly the same as the broken sword I bought last time?" Fang Chen was a little puzzled.
"Old man, where did you get this broken sword?" Fang Chen walked to the stall and asked.
The lazy old man looked at Fang Chen and was a little embarrassed. Then, he faintly said, "A friend of mine got it from the Purgatory."
"Why is it exactly the same as the one I bought last time?" Fang Chen picked up the broken sword and carefully sensed it.
Dong!
The golden heart beat.
Fang Chen felt that there seemed to be a faintly discernible aura in the broken sword. It was very strange.
After carefully sensing it, he found that it was indeed somewhat different from the broken sword from before.
"How is that possible? I never lie." The lazy old man braced himself and said.
In fact, he also didn't know where the broken sword came from.
It was just that after he entered the Purgatory, he accidentally found the corpse of a human martial artist and found these two broken swords in his spatial ring.
After studying it for more than a year, he didn't find anything.
He might as well just sell it.
"Little brother, seeing that you're a regular customer, I'll sell this broken sword to you for a badge." The lazy old man laughed mischievously.
Fang Chen originally wanted to bargain, but in the end, he decided against it.
He waved his hand and handed the lazy old man a badge before putting away the broken sword.
"Thank you, little brother." The lazy old man was very proud.
However, just as Fang Chen was about to leave.
A figure quickly rushed over.
"Old man, I've already borrowed the badge. Sell the broken sword to me," the person said.
The lazy old man was a little embarrassed and said, "Sorry, this brother just bought the broken sword."
Hearing this, the person was a little anxious.
"Old man, you clearly said that you would keep it for me. Why did you sell it to him?"
The lazy old man was a bit helpless and spread out his hands.
The person flung his sleeves and fiercely glared at the lazy old man. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't fight in White Bone City, he would have already killed this damn old man.
He turned to look at Fang Chen and said, "Brother, can you let me have the broken sword from earlier?"
Fang Chen shook his head and directly refused.
"Brother, I can give you two badges."
Fang Chen no longer paid attention to him and directly turned to leave.
"Damnit!"
The person clenched his fists and coldly stared at Fang Chen.
"Brat, are you sure you want to offend me over a broken sword?"
Since he couldn't forcefully buy it, he began to threaten.
"How laughable. What does this have to do with you?" Fang Chen sneered and entered the Purgatory.
"Young master, don't be angry. Once you enter the Purgatory, find this person, kill him, and take the broken sword," whispered a subordinate.
"Hmph, brat, you're dead for offending me, Sima Yun," said the luxuriously robed man sinisterly.
If it weren't for the fact that this was his first time in White Bone City, he wouldn't have been unable to take out a badge.
His intuition told him that the broken sword was extraordinary.
So when he saw the broken sword, the first thing he did was find a friend to borrow a badge.
Unfortunately, several of his friends had already used up their badges and he was only able to borrow one.