Chapter 3378 A Silver Haired Young Man

Zen was a powerful warrior at the Other Shore Realm. Even if he was poisoned, he could cut off his arm for survival.

But the deadly poison of the fierce ant could take all the lives in the blink of an eye.

A member of the Celestial Wolf race was bitten by one of those ants. He died instantly. There was no chance to treat the wound or slow the poison.

When Chaim and the others saw that, they were scared out of their wits. None of them was willing to risk death to rescue Zen. He was done for.

But while everyone watched, Zen wrenched the jaws of the giant ant away from his arm. Then, he shifted his grip and grabbed the creature's head.

But Zen's squeeze wasn't enough to crack its hard shell. It could withstand three hundred divine megatons of force.

"Hey..."

Zen smiled helplessly, and squeezed harder with five hundred divine megatons of force.

Crack!

The young warrior managed to crush the ant.

As Zen smashed his foe to smithereens, the other ants hovering around the scene became even more manic. They dived at Zen at breakneck speed.

Chaim, Sally, and the members of the other races all stared at Zen.

Some of them were silently counting down the seconds, making bets on how long Zen would last. He'd been bitten, after all.

But Zen didn't seem to be suffering any ill effects. It almost like he hadn't been poisoned by that bite.

His figure was still as ethereal as usual, shuttling freely to and fro, fending off the siege of those fierce flying ants.

Seizing the moment, Zen stretched out his arms and caught an ant. He shredded it and watched the pieces drop to his feet.

"Is, is he really poisoned?"

"Did we make a mistake just now?"

"He doesn't seem to be any weaker."

The warriors stared at Zen intently, as if they wanted to see the venom coursing through Zen's body.

"Maybe our eyes were playing tricks on us." Chaim smiled wryly.

"We'll see in a minute. Look!" Sally said, pointing at Zen's back.

The swarm of ants circled around Zen like a cyclone. One of them landed on Zen, and sunk its poisonous mandibles into his back.

Zen merely slapped at the ant.

The vermin was crushed to pieces by several hundred divine megatons of force.

Seeing that Zen was still alive, Chaim, Sally and the others finally realized that Zen was not afraid of the poison at all. He might even be immune. That was why he dared to charge fearlessly

list. That was Zen, the guy in front of the stone pillar.

While everyone was gobsmacked at Zen's immunity to the poison, the non-human stranger quietly crushed a rune.

The members of the Bearing race could communicate with each other with the help of the Yellow Emperor Magatama, but this non-human stranger was not important enough to have one.

However, the Bearing race had been well prepared when they issued that list.

On the list, next to those names were runes with different colors. The non-human stranger crushed the rune next to Zen's name.

When he crumbled the rune, the soul marks of certain races tingled. The Bearing race, the Sun Crow race, the Divine Farmer race, and the New Moon race all felt it.

Atop a mountain, a silver haired young man stabbed a spear into the ground and stood still.

The hurricane kept blowing around him.

It was almost unthinkable, but the hurricane with several thousand divine megatons of force was unable to blow him away!

Of course he could not resist such a powerful hurricane. If you looked carefully, you could see tiny currents surging and circulating around him. He had made himself one with the wind.

By doing this, he made the hurricane forget him. This was his way of cultivation.

He wouldn't miss this opportunity to strengthen himself.

At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, looking off in the distance. "That didn't take long," he muttered. "They found the man named Zen. But he's too far away from me. I'll spare his life for now."

Then he closed his eyes again. He stood still in the wind like an iron tower.