Deep within the Blood Source Sea, Lu Ye, who had lain dormant for half a month, finally slowly opened his eyes. A flicker of excitement flashed through them and vanished.
Over the past half month, he had done nothing but study the Myriad Poison Bead fruit.
Or rather, he had been concocting poison.
The Myriad Poison Bead's power was not singular. On the contrary, it was immensely complex. True to its name, it could generate as many as ten thousand kinds of poison!
Perhaps because it had only just been born from the Talent Tree, however, the poisons the Myriad Poison Bead could currently produce numbered fewer than a thousand.
When released individually, these poisons possessed considerable power, but there was always a limit.
What Lu Ye had been doing lately was using the Myriad Poison Bead fruit to generate countless poisons, then blending them into a composite toxin.
He truly had little knowledge of the Path of Poison, but as the master of the Myriad Poison Bead fruit, he could clearly perceive the effects of every poison and the wondrous transformations that arose when they merged.
After half a month, he had finally concocted a virulent poison suited to his needs.
It was time to act.
His enmity with the Blood Race could not be reconciled. Setting aside all the grievances between himself and the Blood Race, as an External Official of the Phoenix Race, he also had to shoulder, to a certain extent, the Phoenix Race's hatred for Blood Calamity.
Ever since Blood Calamity had schemed to slaughter several members of the Phoenix Race and extract the power of their bloodlines, the Phoenix Race and Blood Calamity had become enemies until death.
Since that was the case, no matter what he did here, he would feel no psychological