Alchemy & Martial Supreme

All the Poison Demons in the world obeyed the Poison Demon Supreme.    

However, he did not know why he was able to use his own bloodline to cultivate Poison Demon Martial Cultivator after breaking through to the Saint Beast Realm.    

The Poison Demon Martial Cultivator that he cultivated completely obeyed his orders.    

Of course, Zhao Tian knew that the real reason why he was able to cultivate the Poison Demon was because of the extraordinary bloodline in his heart.    

This bloodline contained a powerful energy, and it had already completely fused with him.    

Ever since he had completely merged with that drop of blood, his talent in martial arts had become even higher.    

Apart from that, he also had all sorts of mysterious abilities.    

Cultivating Poison Demons was one of his bloodline abilities.    

Cultivating ordinary Poison Demons was a piece of cake. It wouldn't cost him much.    

However, nurturing Saint Beast experts to become Poison Demons required spending the Blood Essence in his body.    

Ever since he broke through to the Saint Beast Realm, he realized that he was different from others. The Blood Essence in his body could be produced infinitely. It only required resources and time.    

The Blood Essence in his body, on the other hand, could nurture a Poison Demon that completely obeyed his orders.    

This ability was very powerful, and also used this ability to control the entire Geng Jingsheng and Geng Huahao.    

On the surface, the two of them looked no different from ordinary people.    

But in reality, they obeyed him unconditionally. Even if they were to die, they would die without hesitation.    

Unfortunately, using the Blood Essence in their bodies required a large amount of resources and time to prepare.    

If he could use it limitlessly, he was confident that he could control all the Saint Beasts and Martial Cultivator in the Skydragon World.    

As for merging with that drop of blood and turning it into a poison devil, he didn't care at all.    

If he had to obey Supreme Poison Demon's orders, he might be worried, but the drop of blood in his body was very magical. The Poison Demon that he nurtured wouldn't listen to Supreme Poison Demon's orders, and naturally, he wouldn't listen to Supreme Poison Demon's orders.    

He looked at Qin Ming and thought for a long time, "If I can cultivate Qin Ming into a Poison Devil..."    

Making Qin Ming into a Poison Devil was more relieving than killing him.    

A drop of blood appeared in his hand. It was an ordinary drop of blood on his body. He wanted to use this drop of blood to transform Qin Ming into a Poison Devil.    

After cultivating Geng Huahao and Geng Jingsheng into Poison Devils, he couldn't take out the Blood Essence in his body for the time being. If he forcefully took it out, it would make him extremely weak.    

Although Qin Ming's martial arts strength was very strong, his martial arts realm was only at the True Dragon Realm after all. As for the conversion of True Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator, it only needed ordinary blood.    

"Constructing strength in secret again?" Looking at Qin Ming's solemn expression and clenching his fists tightly, but showing no signs of attacking, Zhao Tian had already guessed what Qin Ming was doing.    

He was gathering energy in the dark. Even if it became a dead end, he didn't give up completely.    

This was indeed Qin Ming's character. Even if he was in a desperate situation, Qin Ming wouldn't give up.    

"Then I will let you know what despair is!" Zhao Tian looked at Qin Ming playfully, wanting to see the despair in Qin Ming's eyes.    

In the past, Qin Ming had made him despair, making him feel like a chicken that had fallen into a bowl of soup. He could only flee in panic.    

Now, he also wanted to let Qin Ming experience that feeling.    

Moreover, Qin Ming's willpower was very firm. If he wanted to turn Qin Ming into a Poison Devil, he had to destroy Qin Ming's willpower.    

If he wanted Qin Ming to experience despair, he had to face his strongest attack. Heaven-summoning's eyes were filled with playfulness as he tapped the sword in his hand with his finger.