Poison God's Heritage
"There is a thin line between poison and medicine, and I shall make you dance on it!" Dead and reincarnated, Shen Bao finds himself in a world of cultivation, a world he only believed that existed in stories and books. With hopes of heights and abilities far than what the mortal man could ever dream of, he's given a new purpose in life, however, fate had other surprises in store for him. What should have commenced as a regular life in any reincarnation story, for Shen Bao everything turned upside down when he found out that he doesn't have the ability to cultivate...
The Deeps IV
Looking at the impossible grid of gravitational lines in front of me, despair fell upon our group. We can't move forward, and the commotion we created earlier has pulled toward us every beast and creature that roamed the Deeps.
"Well, since we can't move forward, we'll have to hold our grounds," I said.
I then snapped my finger back into the proper position and stood up from my seated position.
"Shen Bao, the weakest of these creatures is comparable to a ninth-level core cultivator, we can't win this, let's try and go back," Wu Di said.
"Oh, perhaps, for any regular person, this might seem like impossible odds, but my specialty is against groups of enemies, watch," I said as I took a deep breath and spat a powerful poisonous gas outward that shot like a bullet at first, then upon contact with water, the poison blew up, spreading into smoke that covered the atmosphere and diluted the clear waters of the Deeps as a poison began to mix with sea.