"Is it really not possible to forfeit?"
Soone looked at Huang Hexian with a face full of fear. The poisonous people earlier were already terrifying enough; now, many people wanted to leave this hellish place.
"You can forfeit if you die."
Huang Hexian glanced at the person who spoke, "Hurry up and eat; once you finish eating, imdiately proceed to the third level."
An hour later, a group of people followed Huang Hexian to the entrance of the third layer, reluctantly heading down under Huang Hexian’s cold gaze.
After going down the stairs, the entrance door automatically closed, revealing a chaotic, dimly lit space ahead that looked like a mountain of garbage.
"The air is toxic; quickly take the antidote."
Tang Ming promptly reminded Hua Yingjie.
"Okay!"
Hua Yingjie swallowed the antidote without hesitation, then took more of the antidotes he had prepared himself.
Others also began to act, demonstrating their respective anti-poison abilities.
In this round of competition, there was a clear distinction between Traditional Chinese dicine and Western dicine. Several Western dicine contestants wore protective suits, gas masks, and carried dical instrunts, while the Traditional Chinese dicine contestants went in lightly equipped.
"Everyone, the next twelve hours concern your survival; I hope you work hard. I’ll be waiting for you at the exit on the other side."
Huang Hexian’s voice echoed in the air: "You don’t need to be nervous; it’s just the beginning. The poison gas concentration in the room is very thin, but as ti goes on, the concentration of poison will beco stronger, so you should quickly prepare your defenses."
Tang Ming squinted his eyes, observing the surroundings, finding the massive room filled with caras monitoring the contestants’ every move.
"Guys, should we stick together or act individually?"
Soone asked timidly.
"Each according to their ability; I don’t want anyone holding back."
Tang Xinhai snorted coldly, striding inside the room, avoiding so debris, and preparing to find a place to cultivate.
"Old Hua, stay by my side, don’t wander off."
Tang Ming pulled Hua Yingjie aside, separating from the others.
"Brother Qi, what should we do?"
Several people surrounding Bai Shengqi looked at him nervously.
"Naturally, find a place to settle down. It seems this little poison won’t bother at all."
Bai Shengqi sensed carefully, proudly puffing out his chest.
"That’s right, you’re a master from the dical Immortal Workshop; you’ll surely help us pass smoothly."
Several people began to flatter imdiately.
Soon, the group began dispersing to various corners of the room. Due to the large size of the room and the abundance of debris, once everyone scattered, they could hardly see each other, which served as a cover for them to demonstrate their abilities.
Tang Ming and Hua Yingjie found a cent pipe’s remnants, the two entering the pipe and sitting inside to ditate and regulate their breathing.
"It doesn’t seem as intense as I imagined; I can survive even without your antidote."
Hua Yingjie sat down, uncertainly looking at Tang Ming.
"Did you not hear Huang Hexian say the poison gas concentration would gradually increase?"
Tang Ming squinted, sneering: "Since it’s a test of anti-poison properties, it naturally starts off gently, like boiling a frog slowly, allowing us to adapt to the poison little by little. If they put us directly in a space potent enough to be deadly, many would die upon entering."
"You’re right! I shouldn’t be careless."
Hua Yingjie nodded repeatedly, imdiately taking out a silver needle to start acupuncture on himself.
"Sealing Acupoints?"
Tang Ming was slightly surprised, praising: "Good idea—sealing your body’s functions, entering a state of false death, not breathing, closing your pores, making it harder to be poisoned."
"Hehe, the dical skills of the Heavenly dicine Sect are not exaggerated. Sealing Acupoints is just superficial; the key is to seal the body’s vitality, so even if poisoned, it won’t be fatal."
Hua Yingjie laughed proudly, looking unsurely at Tang Ming: "Want to seal yours too?"
"Forget it, I don’t need that."
Tang Ming quickly shook his head, curious about what ans others would use to combat the toxic environnt.
Thinking this, Tang Ming imdiately began cultivation, using the skill he learned from Tang Xinhai yesterday, manipulating Dust Gu to leave his body and spread in the air.
Tang Ming first controlled the Dust Gu to destroy all surrounding caras; despite the caras being well-hidden, the Dust Gu’s probing made even the most secretive caras visible.
"Dust Gu is truly an excellent thing, a function incredibly powerful, exciting!"
Tang Ming savored being acutely aware of every detail around him.
After so probing, Tang Ming was surprised to find that the thirty-one people who made it here indeed possessed great skills; once settled, so operated instrunts to inject dicine into their bodies, others hid in corners using special cultivation techniques to secure a safe domain, and so even hardened their bodies directly, turning into stone-like statues becoming inanimate, rging with the surroundings...
As ti passed, the poison gas inside the room grew denser, transforming into a poisonous fog; the gray space was eerily silent.
"Damn it, hitting the jackpot this ti!"
Feeling the poison gas’s concentration rising, Tang Ming excitedly began utilizing his Poison Skill, absorbing the poison madly to enhance his cultivation.
The previous poisonous person was consud by Little Hong Hong, and now the entire space was perated with more potent poison than the poisonous person had, presenting Tang Ming a perfect opportunity to improve his cultivation.
According to Dust Gu’s detection, Tang Ming found Tang Xinhai was also using the poison here to practice cultivation. While for others this environnt posed a life-threatening danger, for him and Tang Xinhai it was a coveted Holy Land for cultivation.
"Ah!"
Uncertain how long had passed, a miserable cry shattered the room’s silence.
"Bai Shengqi, you fraud, didn’t you say you could handle this poison? Why am I poisoned?"
A painful roar erupted.
"Fool, you obviously drank the water just now; exposed to this environnt, it would certainly be infected with the virus. You drank poison water; of course, you’d be poisoned."
Bai Shengqi’s voice followed: "He’s mutating; quickly kill him."
"Damn it, I’m unlucky; don’t think you guys will get away, let’s die together."
"Ahhh, help, help!"
...
A chaotic noise reverberated through the room, turning the previously silent space into chaos with screams and sounds of fighting rising continuously.
"What’s going on?"
Hua Yingjie, who was no longer breathing, suddenly looked at Tang Ming in confusion.
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