"I'm feeling the toxicity of the haze." Remus finally smiled, "Indeed, the haze of the Sacred Land Is much more intense than l Imagined. Without defense, I can't last more than ten breaths..."
When studying medicine with his master in the mountains, he was similar to the Divine Husbandman. He had tasted various herbs, including highly toxic ones. His body had long developed antibodies and immunity to poisons. But here, it was different.
Gareth was stunned once again. He wondered what it meant for something not to last more than ten breaths.
A Divine Separation Stage cultivator couldn't even last one breath, let alone reach the peak of the Soul Formation realm, which couldn't last ten breaths.
He was... Bluffing!
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