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Bai Yu Zhe calmed himself down and kept trying. His divine sense was very strong. This kind of corrosion could not threaten him for a short period of time.1

As for the physical aspect, it was naturally not a problem. Seven poisons, seven poisons were being destroyed at the same time, but other than spiritual sense, Bai Yu Zhe's other elements of resistance were too strong. It was just an effect in the beginning, and it did not take long to stabilize.

Time passed minute after minute. Bai Yu Zhe was still thinking. If he thought of any new idea, he would try it. In the end, it all ended in failure.

One day passed and Bai Yu Zhe's consciousness had already weakened by around 10%. This speed wasn't fast. After all, it would take 10 days for him to die. But if he thought about it carefully, it was actually only ten days. He had no way to stop it, and even the path of life could not be stopped in this situation.

Bai Yu Zhe suspected that there were several legends about how Origin Poison Saints had died.

Some said that he was killed by Zhi Zun in some terrifying secret realm. After all, his own strength was considered average among those at the peak of the Heavenly God Realm.

However, it was clear that both of these theories were wrong. The last one was that the Poison Saint had been accidentally poisoned to death by him.

This argument didn't sound reliable at all. How could such a terrifying poison master be poisoned to death by him? What poison in this world could threaten a poison master like him?

However, Bai Yu Zhe suddenly started to believe that with the Seven Killing Poison Formation in front of them, for an alchemist at their level, the other six types of poison were not a problem and could be quickly adjusted.

However, against such a poison like Spiritual Sense, it was truly unheard-of. Compared to other cultivators, Bai Yu Zhe's Spiritual Sense did not have much of an advantage when fighting this weird poison.

Similarly, if this poison was something newly developed by the Origin Poison Saint, it meant that he didn't have much experience or advantage when using his spiritual sense to resist the poison. He was probably no different from Bai Yu Zhe.

Or it could be said that his spiritual sense was definitely not as strong as Bai Yu Zhe's, but this poison was made by him, so he could have lasted longer.

"It's very possible that he's really a drug refining madman!" Bai Yu Zhe sighed in his heart. He reckoned that only a madman would be able to reach this level.

Bai Yu Zhe felt that even though he was very fond of and even obsessed with refining poisons, he was definitely not crazy. He did not want to die here.

However, even Origin Poison Saints had yet to come up with a solution. Could he really do it?

There were only eight days left. Bai Yu Zhe would not give up, regardless of whether it was possible or not. He had to endure until the last second.

He was still trying, even trying this unreliable method of holding his breath, but to no avail.

Bai Yu Zhe could feel that his consciousness was infected by some strange poison gas and he could not tell what color it was. However, the strange poison gas was continuously corroding his consciousness. That feeling was very painful.

This sort of pain was not only caused by his senses, but also by his mind. Just like Bai Yu Zhe's years, his divine strength and vitality were constantly flowing away, and the psychological damage he caused was terrifying enough.

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