Hearing this sentence, the green-robed cultivator’s face trembled, as if he were recalling so terrifying ordeal.
The two instinctively looked towards Dried Toad, waiting for him to make a decision.
With a square face, thick eyebrows, and big eyes, the old man dressed in a purple Taoist robe had an imposing dignity, but the pustules on his face, resembling those of a toad, made him particularly repulsive.
This was Dried Toad, a Late Stage Foundation Establishnt Great Cultivator from the Fla Alliance!
As long as he did not speak, the two who had received benefits previously could not leave.
Dried Toad coldly surveyed the two, his gaze sharp as a hawk’s.
"You don’t wish to continue?"
The two Middle Stage Foundation Establishnt cultivators hurriedly nodded.
"Then it’s better to leave!"
"The warfare outside is intense, the perfect stage for us to flex our muscles. Being restrained here, we can only be drained to death by Wang Yuan!"
The Chu surnad cultivator spoke without hesitation.
He paused, as if trying to persuade the other party, and added a few more words.
"We all underestimated Wang Yuan. Although his realm is only at the Foundation Building Second Layer, his prowess doesn’t lie within the scope of the Immortal Dao Realm at all."
Dried Toad nodded, his aged voice expressing words that were music to the two n’s ears.
"Indeed, we underestimated him."
"He’s different from us. In this environnt of rampant Spirit Qi, relying on his formidable physique, he’s like a fish in water."
"Even with my Seventh Level Foundation Establishnt Realm, battling him would require extre caution."
If one doesn’t consider the occasional thunderstorms, then the natural environnt of the Ninth Mountain is indeed better than the Outer World.
But only marginally so.
The Spirit Qi here is abundant, yet exceedingly tumultuous.
An ordinary Foundation Establishnt True Cultivator simply cannot restore Spirit Qi by running their cultivation technique here and must rely on elixirs.
However, after several months, their supply of elixirs had also dwindled.
But Wang Yuan was vastly different; his prowess resided in his physique.
Logically speaking, Physical Cultivators are even less suited for prolonged combat.
But this individual’s blood and Qi were especially vigorous and terrifying. Months had passed, and not only had he not weakened, he had beco stronger.
With continuous hunting, Dried Toad and his party gradually lost mbers.
The pursuit had turned into being pursued.
The so-called advantage of eight against one was with them; now that it was three against one, no one was confident of having the upper hand anymore.
The Chu surnad cultivator said excitedly, "So..."
Dried Toad’s mouth twitched slightly, "If you want to leave, you can. I won’t stop you."
The Chu surnad cultivator and the green-robed cultivator exchanged glances, their faces filled with joy.
Just as they were about to step away, they hesitated and stopped.
"Aren’t you coming with us?"
Dried Toad shook his head, "No, I must kill him to avenge my grudge!"
As he spoke, he looked at the two with a smile that was not quite a smile.
"Could it be that you don’t dare to leave on your own?"
The Chu surnad cultivator swallowed hard, his eyes filled with fear.
If the three of them stuck together and left, then Wang Yuan would certainly not be able to do anything to them.
But if they were to leave separately, wouldn’t that create a situation where they could be defeated one by one?
The green-robed cultivator gritted his teeth, "In any case, I’m not willing to accompany him! Brother Chu, let’s stick together. No matter how strong he is, he wouldn’t dare to confront us directly!"
The Chu surnad cultivator thought for a mont, then decided not to dally any longer.
After apologizing to Dried Toad, they cautiously controlled their Magic Tools, flying low to the ground, swiftly towards the exterior of the mountain.
Behind them, Dried Toad gazed with a cold look, his mouth muttering words almost imperceptible.
"Fools!"
After speaking, his heart suddenly stirred, and he looked in the direction outside a hundred miles.
"As expected, he’s coming. I can’t let you go, and you’re unwilling to let go."
"Then let it be a fight to the death!"
With a flicker of movent, Dried Toad retreated instead of advancing, flying towards the deeper regions of Ninth Mountain.
And just as he left, a shrill scream ca from the outside.
"Brother Chu, how could you..."
"Friend, I’ll go on ahead. Since you’re covering for today, I will surely take care of your family in the future!"
In a dense forest.
The green-robed cultivator’s body was covered in finger-sized transparent holes. Looking from the front, one could even see the light from behind.
A figure in a coarse linen garnt, with black hair fluttering behind him without any wind.
A pair of black eyes, ferocious and domineering.
He looked at the Chu surnad cultivator who had escaped a hundred yards away, his finger as sharp as a sword.
An indescribable Qi Strength, intricate with boundless blood and Qi, converged into a form.
The next mont!
A finger pointed out!
The Chu surnad cultivator, who was fleeing in panic, seed to be prepared, imdiately releasing a Talisman and his Top Grade Defensive Robe swelled to its limit.
Thud!
The crimson Qi Strength pierced through the Talismanic barrier, broke through the defensive clothing, and lightly tapped the Chu surnad cultivator’s back.
A numb sensation passed in an instant.
It was as if he had been harmlessly bitten by a mosquito.
The Chu surnad cultivator felt a surge of joy!
Indeed, beyond a certain distance, a Physical Cultivator’s techniques were not so effective.
In the past, that man’s blood finger Qi Strength was invincible; no Defensive Magic Tool could withstand it.
Landing on a person, it would instantly explode, completely unblockable by any cultivator below the Late Stage Foundation Establishnt.
But now, he had blocked it.
"Sorry, Brother Lin."
"A friend in life, not in death, Chu will take the lead!"
The Glint accelerated once again, and after a few flashes, it vanished from the cultivator in linen’s sight.
Wang Yuan retracted his hand, giving him a cold glance, seemingly indifferent to his life or death.
Casually plucking the green-robed cultivator’s Storage Bag, he turned around and looked in a certain direction, following so obscure Induction.
That old dog is running fast, eh!
But I, Wang Yuan, will never rest easy if I don’t kill you!
A fierce glint in his eyes, he stepped out, appearing five yards away.
With continuous strides, his figure vanished into the depths of Ninth Mountain in the blink of an eye.
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