"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
In the silent forest, several sharp sounds of sothing slicing through the air suddenly sounded. Seven figures appeared one after another, with a violent gust of wind blowing the surrounding dead leaves into a frenzy.
The seven moved swiftly through the forest, and due to the powerful aura they deliberately emitted, the Demon Beasts along the way all avoided them.
As they ran, they glanced back frequently, their eyes filled with worry and panic, as if so ancient fierce beast was relentlessly pursuing them.
They were now very close to the Land of Fallen Gods.
Just two kiloters away!
But these two kiloters were fraught with danger, making it seem impossible to take even a step.
"The enemies must have a Demon Spirit Master with support tracking, it’s impossible to completely shake them off."
One person said anxiously while running.
They had already fled for an hour, constantly changing directions. But in the dense forest, they couldn’t shake off their pursuers.
Those of the Alien Race weren’t in a hurry to attack, keeping a not-so-close, not-so-distant tail on them.
"Splitting up is our only chance at survival; otherwise, we’re all dead."
Their ears pricked as if they sensed sothing, a one-ard young man’s face changed slightly, and he shouted loudly, then dashed towards the left.
One person followed closely behind him.
The remaining five hesitated for a second or two, then scattered.
This ti, the enemies were unusual, not only were they three tis their number, but there were also two experts; they couldn’t possibly stand up against them.
So, fleeing was the only option now.
"Heh heh, you think you can escape after being found?"
Accompanied by a loud laugh, a dark shadow descended from the sky. At the mont of landing, a strong shock wave made the air explode, and shattered soil and rocks splattered.
In the crater, an Alien Race man with horns on his head, unusually muscular, and possessing six jet-black arms, showed a hideous smile.
The Six Arms man leapt up; as his feet hit the ground, he continuously changed direction, soon appearing behind the one-ard young man, throwing a simultaneous strike with his six arms.
"Bang!"
The air exploded with a terrifying sound. Faced with the attack, the one-ard young man wasn’t panicked, a blue light rapidly erged, engulfing him entirely, and his figure appeared ten ters away as if by Instant Teleportation.
His reactions and escaping speed were very fast, with continuous Instant Teleportations and directional changes, but it was all in vain, soon surrounded by seven or eight figures.
Those figures, either close or distant, so flapping wings hovering mid-air, others standing on treetops or the ground, locked onto him from different directions.
The one-ard young man looked around despairingly.
There was no escape.
After the despair, a frenzy of killing intent surged; he chuckled lowly, "Bastard, it’s not that easy to kill ."
As he spoke, he charged toward the northwest direction, guessing that the defenses of the intercepting Alien Race were relatively weak in that direction.
As he charged, his body emitted a strong blue light, and several hand-sized Wind Blades spun around his right arm, the rotation speed increasing until their shape was indistinguishable.
"Go."
The young man waved his right hand, sending the spinning Wind Blades flying towards his opponents.
At that mont, he unleashed his most powerful Soul Skill, with not a trace of Soul Power held back.
The Wind Blades weren’t large, but their speed reached the limit, and the Alien Race’s face changed repeatedly. A yellow Barrier enveloped him but lasted rely two seconds before being penetrated. The spinning Wind Blades diced him into pieces, hacking him into fragnts.
"Courting death!"
A furious shout, and the Six Arms man appeared behind the one-ard young man. The young man turned, not dodging or defending.
His Soul Power and Spiritual Power were exhausted...
His eyes bore a hint of resignation; he quietly watched as the six fists smashed into his chest, clearly seeing his chest explode, internal organs and flesh flying.
At that mont, he didn’t feel much pain, just a blur of consciousness.
Before dying, he showed no fear; rather, a mocking smile adorned his lips.
He had co for the King Becoming plan, already resolved to die. It was just a pity he got a student slot, only to end before even starting.
At least he had taken one down with him, not too bad a trade.
"The third one."
The Six Arms man looked at the fallen corpse and chuckled.
As he spoke, he squatted down, using his hands to forcibly tear off the young man’s head, wrapped it in cloth, and casually hung it at his waist, where three bloody bundles already dangled.
The Five Great Forces had issued a bounty, and these Human Race heads could fetch a good price, far more than one could earn in two or three months normally.
As for losing a companion, he didn’t care at all.
After waiting a while, five people ca over from different directions, led by a man in a purple robe, carrying a head in his hand as well.
The man also had a single horn on his head, appearing to be in his thirties, with five golden dragons embroidered on his purple robe.
His physique wasn’t as robust as the black-robed man, but his aura was even fiercer.
"How’s the harvest?" the Six Arms man asked.
"Killed two, the others escaped, probably into the Land of Fallen Gods," said the purple-robed young man.
"These monkeys sure run fast, but no hurry, there’s plenty of prey left."
The Six Arms man asked the purple-robed man, "Haiyu, what about a change of route? We’ve scoured this area and haven’t found Lin Feng’s squad! They’re definitely not taking this route."
"What route do you want to take?"
The man called Haiyu asked.
Lin Feng had killed Hai Wei, and his target was always Lin Feng. As a mber of the Avengers Alliance, he wasn’t interested in other Human Races.
"We’ve traveled three routes and have two left; choose any one, you decide."
The Six Arms man said.
"Then, let’s head to Feiying Mountain."
Haiyu thought for a while and said, and the Six Arms man nodded, having no objections.
Just as they were about to switch to another route to search for Lin Feng’s team, a figure ca rushing towards them.
The figure quickly appeared in front of them, chest heaving rapidly while gasping for breath, he quickly said, "Lin Feng’s team appeared in the Spirit Plant Domain, they burned down the Immortal dicine Garden and captured the Ginseng Baby!"
He relayed the news as fast as he could.
"Spirit Plant Domain, are you sure?"
The Six Arms man was shocked and questioned loudly.
After so long, they finally received news about Lin Feng’s team, but they couldn’t have imagined Lin Feng’s team would go there.
"How is that possible, Spirit Plant Domain is not on the route, and it doesn’t lead to the Land of Fallen Gods, why did they go there?"
"Isn’t the Spirit Plant Domain heavily guarded? Tell , how did they get to the Immortal dicine Garden?"
"How could the Immortal dicine Garden have a Ginseng Baby? How did they capture the Immortal Elixir?"
The other Abnormal People all asked, faces full of shock, unable to believe it.
"The Immortal dicine Garden has turned into a sea of fire, even the soil was lted by the flas. That was Ye Qiu releasing the Hell Dragon Fla."
Reported the Alien Race.
Upon confirming the authenticity of the news, everyone looked at Haiyu.
The Space Gate Key belonging to the Spirit Plant Domain was indeed in Haiyu’s hands.
"Did they leave?"
Haiyu asked coldly.
It was certainly too late to go now, unless the key was crushed to collapse the Space Gate.
But the Spirit Plant Space Gate supplies one-tenth of the Divine Martial Continent’s spirit plants, it is one of the Dragon King Hall’s most important sources of inco.
Destroying it would be such a sha.
If they could keep Lin Feng’s team permanently within the Spirit Plant Space Gate, that would be one thing, but what if they can’t?
"Not sure, I was afraid it would be too late, so I first ca to report."
Facing Haiyu’s cold gaze, the Alien Race slightly lowered his head.
The rest remained silent, just looking at Haiyu.
This decision still had to be made by Haiyu.
...
After capturing the Ginseng Baby, Lin Feng and the others were overjoyed, yet there was no ti to check it.
"Hold the bag for ."
Yun Tianqi pointed to the large bag on the ground and said to Ye Xing, his right hand clutching the Ginseng Baby, not daring to let go, nor dare to put it in the bag. Who knows what abilities this legendary Immortal Elixir has, it seed safer to hold it in hand.
"Let’s go, head straight to the next Space Gate."
Under Lin Feng’s lead, the group flapped their wings and swiftly flew towards the northeast.
Seven minutes later, a space gate flickering with fluorescence appeared in their sight.
Around the Space Gate, there were many figures of the Alien Race, but seeing them, those Alien Races were so frightened they fled and escaped without attempting to stop them.
Passing through the Space Gate, they appeared in a desolate field, only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
They had prepared for the worst, that is if the Space Gate was forcibly closed, so they acted quickly and decisively destroyed the Immortal dicine Garden, but looking back, the Spirit Plant Domain was too important, forcing its closure might be too much even for the Alien Race to bear.
"What a pity."
Yu Qiao, carrying the bag full of spirit plants, said with a face of regret as if feeling he had missed out on billions.
Lin Feng ignored him, putting down the bag in his hand, and turned his gaze toward the legendary Immortal Elixir.
This Ginseng Baby, chubby and pale, looked remarkably like a three or four-year-old child. It struggled continuously in Yun Tianqi’s hand, glowing with brilliant green light, its small mouth making "ying ying ying" sounds.
As it struggled, its eyes brimd with tears, looking pitiful.
"Haha, it’s a little ’ying ying’ monster!"
Yu Qiao said with a laugh.
"How do we eat this?"
Lin Feng asked, curiously examining the Ginseng Baby, and the originally struggling Ginseng Baby’s body instantly stiffened, even the "ying ying" sounds ceased.
"Haha!"
The crowd broke into laughter, finding the Ginseng Baby quite amusing.
"It’s injured."
Dong Yunan looked at the still-crying Ginseng Baby with so heartache, its short right arm charred black, a mark left by the flas.
"Let heal you, be good."
Dong Yunan said, beginning to cast Rain Moisturizing.
The moisturizing drizzle fell on the Ginseng Baby’s charred arm, easing the searing pain, and the Ginseng Baby’s head rose slightly, its big watery eyes full of wonder.
"Let heal you too."
Chen Tianming said with a smile.
The next mont, a small green mushroom appeared on the Ginseng Baby’s head, it looked up, a bit puzzled by the green glowing mushroom above its head, feeling a mysterious power flowing into its body.
That power seed sowhat similar to its own, making it feel comfortable.
As its burned arm returned to its original state, the Ginseng Baby stopped crying, no longer as terrified as before.
"Ying ying..."
It waved its short limbs, seemingly expressing sothing, but unfortunately, no one understood.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Ginseng Doll seed a little nervous, it stretched out its two short hands, sowhat laboriously pulled the Ginseng Flower from its own head, and then held it high towards everyone with a pleasing look.
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