Shennong Domain, all poisons bow!

[Ancient Life Tree]: I want one too! I want one too! These trees may be ugly, but they have such strong Life Element!

"Don't rush, everyone will get some."

Su Zhan chuckled softly.

He clenched his fists tightly.

"Shennong Domain, open!"

"Buzz--!"

Centered on Su Zhan, a visible purple halo instantly spread outwards.

The halo was not an energy surge, but a strange force field.

Wherever it passed, the originally raging, yellowish-green poisonous miasma became incredibly docile, as if it had encountered a king's subjects.

The poisonous gas stopped attacking the Yuan Household family members and instead gathered together happily, transforming into purple smoke dragons that rushed into Su Zhan's body.

An even stranger scene unfolded.

The Tree Demons and Vines, which were baring their fangs and claws and were about to tear everyone to pieces, froze instantly upon touching the purple halo.

The black demonic blood that had been flowing on their hideous bark began to slowly turn into a crystalline emerald green.

The violent killing intent subsided.

Instead, there was an intimacy that bordered on fawning.

A thorny Vines that was about to pierce Yuan Ji's chest stopped abruptly in mid-air, then, like a spoiled puppy, gently rubbed against Yuan Ji's old face, and even bloomed a delicate pink flower.

"..."

Elder Yuan Ji stood frozen in place, holding the broken Bone Staff.

At that moment, he even wondered if he had fallen under a deeper Illusionary Technique.

Just a moment ago it was a scene from hell, and in the blink of an eye it has transformed into... a botanical garden?

"What? You're not playing anymore?"

Su Zhan looked at the Tree Demons around him, trembling in fear and even bending their trunks to show their submission, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Since you're being so polite, then I won't stand on ceremony."

He took a deep breath.

The poisonous miasma of the entire forest transformed into a mighty river, which he swallowed whole.

And in the deepest part of the forest.

A towering, blood-red tree with a giant, ghostly face growing from its trunk was staring intently in Su Zhan's direction.

It is the heart of this forest, the "Bloodheart Demon Tree" that has been nurtured for thousands of years.

It instinctively sensed fear.

That tiny human being exuded an aura that made its very soul tremble.

That is the Ancestor of Myriad Poisons, the god of plants!

Escape!

We must escape!

This demon tree king, now possessing sentience, did not hesitate to uproot its main root, which was buried deep underground, and turned to burrow into the ground.

However.

"Trying to run away?"

Su Zhan's voice echoed softly in its ear.

"You ate at my buffet and now you want to skip paying?"

The next second, countless roots shimmering with purple-gold light burst forth from the ground, tightly binding the enormous Bloodheart Demon Tree!

That wasn't Ordinary Grade fog.

It was a living barrier composed of countless tiny, invisible spores and venomous insects. They devoured and multiplied each other in the air, evolving more potent toxicity with every breath. For ordinary Cultivator, this was a forbidden zone where even the soul would rot, but for the purple ancient book phantom in Su Zhan's palm, it was a gluttonous feast.

"Divine Farmer's Miasma, rise!"

Su Zhan made a grasping motion with his five fingers, and the pages of the "Myriad Poisons Divine Farmer's Canon" in his palm suddenly turned.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a very soft hum, like a flower bud opening.

A visible purple halo rippled outwards from Su Zhan's center. This halo was not domineering; instead, it exuded a strange warmth. Wherever it passed, the originally raging and boiling yellow-green miasma seemed to encounter a stern monarch, instantly ceasing its churning.

Then, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The poisonous gases no longer tried to erode the protective aura of the Yuan Household family members. Instead, they rushed to converge on the purple halo, drawing brilliant rainbows in the air before finally obediently entering Su Zhan's pores.

Su Zhan felt completely relaxed, even more so than when he was soaking in top-grade spiritual liquid. Every cell in his body was cheering, greedily absorbing the pure energy purified by the "Myriad Poisons Divine Farmer's Canon".