Chapter 1276 - Poison Seed
Hundreds of eyes fixed on the man at the water's edge. Each time someone approached the black lake, its surface stirred, exhaling a vast, poisonous essence.
A ninth-level Origin Conversion Realm cultivator stepped too close and screamed as black poison essence burrowed into his body. His features twisted in agony. A heartbeat later, a tendril burst from the lake and stabbed through him. Before everyone's eyes, his body shriveled as the poison stripped the energy inside him away, leaving nothing but a pile of blackened human skin. The tendrils whisked back into the dark water.
Everyone saw the process clearly. Although the tendrils resembled tentacles, they were actually roots from aquatic plants.
"A Poison Seed! It's actually a Poison Seed!" Liu Wuxie smiled. The Poison Seed had already sprouted and grown its own tendrils. If he could obtain it, he would master the Great Poison Mythical Art.
"The lake has given birth to a Poison Seed. If we can sever it, the poison essence here will naturally weaken," Li Dayuan said, recognizing the origin of the tendrils. The crowd nodded in agreement. The black lake had become what it was because a Poison Seed sprouted within it. If they could destroy that Poison Seed, they would be able to retrieve it.
"But how can we destroy the Poison Seed?" The cultivators along the shore quickly split into factions. Groups gathered with their own kind: the human race, the demon clan, the abyssal race, and the elven race. The undead and the Faceless clans kept to another corner no one dared to approach; not even the abyssal race or the demon clan drew near them.
Numbers settled into place. Humans totaled around thirty. The demon clan and the abyssal race together numbered over seventy. The undead and the Faceless clans hovered in the sky by the dozen. The Faceless clan stood in eerie stillness, their blank features making onlookers' skin crawl.
"That's simple. Continue to send people to the bank to lure the Poison Seed out for us to kill," Li Dayuan said, sharing his thoughts. His suggestion instantly won the acknowledgment of everyone; everyone deemed it a good idea.
Eyes swept the shore in search of victims. They initially targeted the demon clan and the abyssal race, mortal enemies of the human race, but the greater numbers and elite strength of those forces made that plan untenable. Gazes shifted to the elven race, the undead clan, and the faceless clan. No one dared provoke the undead or the faceless, and the elves stood farther back and could take to the air at a moment's notice.
This forced the human elites at the high levels of the Primal Origin Realm, led by Li Dayuan, to turn their gaze on fellow humans.