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**Chapter 1272: How Can You Expect Me to Let You Go**

"Human race!"

The golden eagle race and the poison god race hidden in the thick fog spoke in unison. Lin Moyu's presence was met with disbelief. How could it be a human?

In the information of various races, the human race was balanced in every aspect, without any outstanding points. But why could this seemingly ordinary human be immune to poison?

Moreover, the sword light just now instantly killed the golden-armored demon. This made the golden eagle race wary.

At this moment, the golden eagle race member suddenly trembled all over, spitting out a large amount of black blood. The black blood emitted a foul stench, and the golden light on his body became even dimmer, with the wounds also emitting a foul odor. The poison had taken effect, and the golden eagle race member's eyes dimmed, knowing that he was doomed today.

Lin Moyu sighed softly, "Let me send you off. After all, you have contributed to military merit, it shouldn't go to waste."

A skeleton god general appeared beside Lin Moyu, swinging a white sword energy. In the moment before being swallowed by the sword energy, the golden eagle race member's eyes seemed to show a sense of relief.

What does it matter if one is at the god-king realm? The great world is full of dangers, and even at the god-king realm, one wrong step can lead to death.

Lin Moyu looked at the thick fog, "Next, it's your turn. Will you come out yourself, or should I invite you out?"

The thick fog rolled, and a cold voice from the poison god race hidden within said, "Do you think you can definitely kill me?"

Lin Moyu said softly, "You can take a look outside."

Outside... In the starry sky, countless skeleton god generals stood densely packed. Not only outside the death fog, but also inside the death fog. The skeleton god generals, like Lin Moyu, were not afraid of these poisons at all. They were surrounded by white light, and the lich generals tirelessly healed them. Even if the skeleton god generals stayed in the death fog for a whole year, they would be fine.

The skeleton god generals were very strong. The poison god race member had just witnessed them easily killing the golden-armored demon and the golden eagle race member. If he faced them, the outcome would probably be the same. The strength of the poison god race lay in concealment and poison, not in direct combat.

The poison god race member conceded, "What do you want to let me go?"

Lin Moyu chuckled, "In the great war tens of thousands of years ago, your poison god race also participated. I remember, in the Vermilion Bird star region, there were thirteen life star systems, with billions of people, all poisoned to death by you, right?"

The thick fog rolled more violently, and the poison god race member said coldly, "We have already paid the price afterward!"

Indeed, after the event, Xiao Zhantian attacked the ancestral land of the poison god race, exterminating at least two-thirds of them, almost wiping them out. Although the poison god race survived, their numbers were greatly reduced, and they fell out of the ranks of the strong races. Even after tens of thousands of years, they still haven't recovered.

Lin Moyu continued, "Although I don't know why Xiao Zhantian spared you in the end, our two races are mortal enemies, right?"

The poison god race member remained silent. Lin Moyu snapped his fingers, "In that case, how can you expect me to let you go?"

In an instant, countless sword energies erupted simultaneously, tearing apart the death fog. The poison god race member hidden in the fog was immediately revealed. He was also covered in thick fog, dodging the sword energy attacks in a sorry state. But facing the dense sword energy, his dodging was futile. To prevent the golden-armored demon and the golden eagle race member from escaping, he had personally locked the starry sky, blocking teleportation devices. Now, this action became his own death sentence.

The sword energy tore through his fog and ripped his body apart. The poison god race member's appearance was revealed. He had a slender body, six arms, and looked very strange. From a different angle, or if he lay down, he looked a bit like a spider. The sword energy cut off his limbs and sliced his body. Black blood flowed out, emitting a sour stench. The poison god race members were born with poison, their entire bodies were toxic.

After easily dealing with them, Lin Moyu flicked his fingers, releasing a ball of undying flame. The undying flame exploded, landing on the three corpses. In the blazing flames, the three corpses' flesh and blood regenerated, and their souls reformed, becoming resurrected beings, kneeling before Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu looked at the resurrected poison god race member, "Is there a restriction in your soul?"

The poison god race member answered honestly, "Yes."

As expected, Lin Moyu didn't really need to ask. Many races had restrictions placed on their souls to prevent secrets from being discovered. The human race was an exception, as they never placed restrictions, being a strong race, and even at the god-king realm, they didn't have many secrets to hide. The golden eagle race and the demon race were the same, with vast star regions, they didn't fear other races' prying. But the poison god race was different. Perhaps they were once like the human race, but not anymore. Their ancestral land's location was their biggest secret. If other races found out, they might be attacked the next day. The poison god race had many enemies who wanted to exterminate them.

Lin Moyu didn't hold much hope, but he asked, "Tell me everything you can about the poison god race."

"Yes!"

The poison god race member immediately began to speak. As a god-king of the poison god race, he didn't know the most secretive matters, but he knew a lot about general affairs. The poison god race now hid in a mysterious area, never interacting with other races, recuperating. The population had recovered to over a hundred million, though he didn't know the exact number. Among the various races, this number wasn't small, but it was far from the strong races. Even a single life star system of the human race could have tens or hundreds of billions of people.

From his words, it was clear that Xiao Zhantian had indeed dealt them a heavy blow. After Xiao Zhantian, other races also took action, adding insult to injury. At their worst, the poison god race had less than one percent of their original population.

After listening, Lin Moyu noted the information and turned to the Water of Death. A soul force extended, enveloping the Water of Death. Under the soul force, the Water of Death gradually shrank. From a diameter of ten meters, it became only the size of a fist, less than ten centimeters. At this point, the Water of Death turned from liquid to solid, like a metal ball, which could be held in one's hand. Lin Moyu took out a jade box and stored the Water of Death in it.

With a thought, the golden eagle race member came to his feet, becoming his mount, and they flew towards the ancient tomb together. In the great world, there were many races known for their speed. Many of these races were suitable as mounts. The golden eagle race was one of them. Using intelligent races as mounts had advantages that magical artifacts couldn't compare to. They had combat power, were more flexible, and could actively avoid danger.

Lin Moyu had used a golden eagle race member as a mount once before, and since then, he felt the advantage, finding it much more useful than the Battle King Tower. It was said that the best mounts were dragons, but dragons... He thought of the long-unseen Antares and decided against it. Ordinary dragons might not be seen, and using a divine dragon as a mount might get him killed by Antares' dragon breath.

Lin Moyu put aside his unrealistic thoughts. He remembered his promise to Antares, to accompany him in reclaiming the dragon race when he returned to the great world. To do that, he needed great strength, or he would just be sending himself to death. Lin Moyu felt that he needed to reach at least the god-sovereign realm to have a chance.

Gradually, a grand and massive tomb appeared in his sight.