The outskirts of the Divine Kingdom, once shrouded only in gray fog, had now become a land of poison miasma.
Vast clouds of multicolored mist filled the space between heaven and earth, intertwining until they almost completely blanketed the battlefield.
Yang Fan's followers were already showing clear signs of poisoning.
Many martial artists had turned pale green, and even the circulation of qi and blood within their bodies had begun to slow.
Originally, they had only needed to take Qi-Blood Pills, Vitality-Nourishing Pills, and similar pills to replenish the energy consumed by prolonged combat.
But now... besides those recovery pills, they also had to keep taking large quantities of Detoxification Pills just to barely withstand this terrifying poison miasma.
Watching this, Yang Fan's face twitched violently.
"What's going on?"
Yang Da hurried to explain.
"Master, not long ago, the Demon Beasts emerging from the Spatial Rift suddenly began releasing large quantities of poison gas after they died!"
"These toxins are extremely varied."
"Our analysis shows that they contain large quantities of special toxins specifically targeting life-aligned races!"
"These corpses controlled by the Wraith Race were probably injected with large quantities of mixed poisons before they were sent here."
"The enemy's objective is obvious."
"They're using the toxins released after these corpses die to alter the environment around the Divine Kingdom, further increasing our followers' pill consumption!"
There was a clear note of urgency in Yang Da's voice.
"What's more, these mixed poisons have almost no effect on spirit beings like the Wraith Race."
"But they can severely weaken our human followers."
"Fuck!"
Yang Fan could not help swearing.
"Playing with poison?"
"Goddamn it, this bastard takes after me!"
Yang Fan gritted his teeth.
But after cursing, he quickly fell silent.
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