Fan Lang might have been immune to poison, but that did not mean others were!
To everyone else, the Purple Star Mandala was an incomparably lethal poison.
If the Purple Star Mandala were made into a spray-type weapon and sprayed onto someone, those of lower cultivation would be instantly killed, while those of higher cultivation would have to circulate their power with all their might to detoxify themselves and avoid death.
Moreover, the Purple Star Mandala was a compound poisonous flower containing many different toxic effects. Aside from being lethal, it could also weaken and induce sleep. Even if one did not die from this poison, their strength would plummet.
Using poison to kill people was somewhat sinister and underhanded, but Fan Lang did not care. It did not matter whether the cat was black or white, so long as it caught mice, it was a good cat.
"There are too many good things here. There's no need to collect them in a hurry. We can do that after we've figured out the situation."
Fan Lang did not rush for quick gains. Instead, he continued searching and investigating the area.
At the same time, pairs of eyes were secretly watching Fan Lang's every move. These people were like ants on a hot pan, anxious and terrified.
"The Purple Star Mandala's poisonous mist clearly hit him. Why is he fine? This is a deadly poison that even Dao Domain Realm experts find difficult to withstand!"
"Could this person's strength be even greater than the Dao Domain Realm?"
"His strength is unfathomable. An ordinary person could never open the Qi Ming."
"After thousands of years, someone has finally opened the door. We have no idea whether this is a blessing or a curse."
"This outsider said he wanted to talk with