Devouring Poison to Become a Demon: From a Swamp-Born Nobody to Martial Arts Overlord

You call me an evil spirit? You want to use me as a sacrifice?

Ning Ming clawed his way out of a miasma-choked forest littered with corpses. Born with a body that devoured poison, he drank as casually as sugar water the deadly toxins that killed anyone else on contact.

In the poison-feeding array, he swallowed all the poison marrow, then turned around and crippled the sect’s young master. Before the eight great martial academies, he defeated every contender with poison. Anyone who stood in his way died.

The world calls me a demon? Then I’ll wield ten thousand poisons as my weapons and crush this so-called orthodox martial world.