Sixth-grade perfect detoxification pill

Upon entering the canyon, Qin Ming's heart sank.

His Minds Eye could no longer be used.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation; even his Innate Divine Ability could be restricted. This canyon was truly bizarre.

Fortunately, no matter how mysterious this canyon was, it had no way to restrict his God-level Innate Divine Ability. His Pill God Physique could still be used.

"The fog here is very strange; you cannot see clearly beyond one zhang. Do not get lost," Yang Quan said in a deep voice.

"Understood," the many Martial Kings replied in unison.

"There is a dark shadow," a Martial King shouted loudly. "Just now, I saw a black figure zip past from the side. There is something inside this canyon; everyone be careful."

The path in the canyon was very rugged. Twenty Martial Kings surrounded Qin Ming and the others. Upon hearing about the dark shadow, Qin Ming tried to look, but he could not see the situation outside at all.

"Ah!" A scream rang out, startling everyone.

Qin Ming glared at the twin sister who had screamed and said angrily, "Stop making noise. Do you want to attract all the danger here?"

"No, over there, there was a dark shadow over there; it just passed by," the twin sister pointed in a direction and said, trembling.

She was very afraid after hearing about the dark shadow, so she had been looking around constantly, which was why she had seen it.

"Truly bizarre. The distance a Martial King and a Martial Grandmaster can see is actually the same," Qin Ming said in a deep voice.

Yang Quan nodded, "Indeed. The thick fog here is not ordinary fog. No matter what Spirit Skill I use, I have no way to see through it."

Qin Ming nodded. He had also tried using a Spirit Skill—even a Heaven-Rank Spirit Skill—but it had absolutely no effect.

A Heaven-Rank Spirit Skill should certainly be able to see through this thick fog. It was just that his current cultivation was not yet sufficient, and his cultivation level was too poor; he had no way to unleash the true power of a Heaven-Rank Spirit Skill.

Although Qin Ming knew many Heaven-Rank Spirit Skills, he only knew the basics.

Heaven-Rank Spirit Skills were profound; a person might spend their whole life Cultivating and still not necessarily master them.

When Qin Ming practiced these Spirit Skills, he could only use them casually; he could not unleash the full power of a Heaven-Rank Spirit Skill at all.

All Secret Manuals could not be learned instantly; they all required Talent and diligent practice.

"Bang." With a loud noise, Qin Ming's heart jolted.

"A dark shadow just attacked me, and I exchanged a move with it. This should be some kind of Demonic Beast," the Martial Artist walking at the very front said with a sigh of relief. He wasn't afraid of danger; he was only afraid of the unknown. Since he knew it was a Demonic Beast, it was easy to handle.

Yang Quan immediately asked, "How is the Demonic Beast's strength?"

"It is a Martial King Rank Magical Beast, about the same strength as an ordinary Martial King," the Martial Artist at the front shouted loudly.

"Then let us quicken our pace and rush out as soon as possible," Yang Quan decided decisively.

Everyone immediately accelerated.

Qin Ming also agreed. The area was shrouded in thick fog, and these people were all blind; since the enemy was in the dark and they were in the light, it was better to rush out as soon as possible.

Therefore, Qin Ming grabbed the twin sisters, circulated his Spirit Skill, and moved at lightning speed.

Yang Quan glanced at Qin Ming, secretly shocked in his heart.

He was currently being carried by two Martial Kings, which was why he hadn't fallen behind, yet Qin Ming was carrying two women and still keeping up without falling behind at all, not needing them to wait for him. What did this signify?

It signified that his Martial arts cultivation was at least at the Martial King level.

A Martial King who was about to advance to a Pill Emperor was much rarer than someone who only knew Alchemy.

Although he hadn't seen him make a move, based on his calm and composed demeanor during this time, his Martial Arts Strength was certainly not weak.

"Not good, a large group of Demonic Beasts is coming," the Martial Artist at the front shouted loudly.

"Should we stop?" Yang Jun asked his young master, Yang Quan.

"We cannot stop. If we stop, we will be in a passive position," Yang Quan decided decisively. "Charge forward. We do not necessarily have to kill the Demonic Beasts; we just need to rush out. We are running at full speed, and this canyon cannot be long. We will definitely be able to run out."

"Ah." A Martial King screamed loudly in agony.

"Not good, he has been poisoned," another Martial Artist shouted. "Quickly, give him a detoxification pill. This poison is very potent."

"It is no use; this detoxification pill has no effect. Who here has a Grade 6 or higher detoxification pill?"

Yang Quan took out a jade bottle and threw it to the front, "This is a Medium Grade Grade 6 detoxification pill. Try it and see if it has any effect."

"No, it is the same as the previous situation," a Martial Artist at the front shouted loudly.

Upon hearing the shout, Yang Quan's heart sank.

Even a Medium Grade Grade 6 detoxification pill could not neutralize the poison. Just how potent was this poison? Could it be a Grade 7 poison?

Shaking his head, Yang Quan dismissed this thought. It could not be a Grade 7 poison; the Demonic Beasts opposite them were only Martial King Rank Magical Beasts, so it was impossible for them to carry a Grade 7 poison.

The only possibility was that the Demonic Beast's poison was very rare, and standard detoxification pills had no way to neutralize this kind of poison.

"Try mine." Just as Yang Quan was at his wits' end, Qin Ming threw out a jade bottle.

Yang Quan caught the jade bottle Qin Ming threw over and poured a Medicinal Pill out of the jade bottle.

"A Grade 6 perfect antidote pill?" Without time to be surprised, Yang Quan hurriedly threw it to the Martial Artist in front.

"How is it? Can it neutralize the poison?" Yang Quan asked anxiously. These Martial King Martial Artists had been trained by the Family through great hardship and were all loyal to the Family; they could not afford any mishaps.