Ning Fan angrily continued to try, but the result was still the same. His Dantian seemed to be wrapped by some kind of power, unable to absorb any infuriating energy.
In the end, there was no other way. Ning Fan changed his clothes and went out. He looked at the date and time and found that three days and three nights had passed.
As soon as they went out, Chris and Diana were waiting downstairs.
When they saw that Ning Fan was fine, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
"My God, have all the toxins in your body really been removed?" Diana asked.
"Not yet. Have you developed an antidote?"
Ning Fan felt that if there was an antidote, he could resume practicing Qi again.
"No, I tested your blood and extracted a very complex toxin. It is not a known toxin on earth."
"How could this happen?" Chris asked.
"I have been checking the information, and there is really no record of this toxin, but I guess it may come from the mysterious East."
Ning Fan waved his hands indifferently: "I'm fine now. Is there any bad news recently?"
"No, after we wiped out the Victory family, it caused quite a stir in the dark world, but no one cared about it very quickly."
"As for that mysterious organization, they have been officially established. They are called gods."
Hearing this, Ning Fan couldn't help but think of the once glorious dark forces. That organization was also called the Organization of the Gods, and it once controlled most of the world's economic lifeline.
It was a powerful organization that even dared to challenge Country A. Unfortunately, it was later attacked by several major countries and was destroyed.
This incident happened ten years ago. Ning Fan was still in the mountain at that time, and I only found out about it later.
"They are called the Gods Organization, so are they related to the Gods Organization ten years ago?"
Diana and Chris looked at each other. They really hadn't thought of this, if they counted.
At that time, Diana was only in her teens, and Chris had just entered the dark world.
"We don't know this yet," Diana said.
"Well, Anna, go and investigate the organizations of the gods ten years ago and find out if they had any mysterious plans back then."
Ning Fan squinted his eyes and continued: "I suspect that the current organization of gods has a great relationship with them, and they may also be people who survived ten years ago."
"Okay, I'm going to check now."
After waiting for Anna to leave, Ning Fan asked Chris to follow him to the study room on the second floor.
"Oh my god, why can't I feel the familiar breath on your body?"
Chris is also a strong man and is very sensitive to the hadronic aura in Ning Fan, but now he can't feel it.
"Yes, that toxin is indeed terrible. I didn't clean it all away. It damaged my Dantian and made me unable to use the power of a warrior."
"How...how could this happen? Could it be that..." Chris was very surprised.
Ning Fan lit a cigarette and said calmly: "You guessed it, I have lost most of my strength. Now I may not even be able to beat you."
"No, you are the youngest and most powerful Thousand-Faced God in history. This kind of thing will not happen to you." Chris didn't believe it.
Ning Fan said helplessly: "Maybe it's time. I don't know where things will go in the future. I can only do what I can do now."
Then, he took out a token from the cabinet.
After seeing the token, Chris immediately knelt on the ground and said, "My God, I can't."