At this mont, descending into the Spirit dicine Garden were three young cultivators.
Among them, one was clad in black battle armor, his physique extrely burly, giving the impression of an iron tower.
However, his right arm was missing, and the sleeve looked empty.
This young man was unexpectedly Wu Gang, the genius of the Red Fla Academy.
His arm had been explosively shattered by Ye Chen not long ago in the Teleportation Array.
If an ordinary person suffered such an injury, it would be hard to recover even with months of recuperation, but Wu Gang's physical body was exceptionally strong, and he carried so healing elixirs, so the wound healed quickly.
"I didn't expect that there would be a Spirit dicine Garden in this place. Maybe there are top-grade spirit dicines inside. If we can obtain even one, it would be worth our trip," Wu Gang's eyes flashed with greed as he licked his lips and said.
Each top-grade spirit dicine was equivalent in value to a top-grade spiritual artifact.
Even for a strong figure like Wu Gang, it was an imnse wealth.
"Even if there really are top-grade spirit dicines here, they belong to Young Master Wang Long. We would be content to get even a small share," said another young man next to Wu Gang, his face full of flattery.
This was a youth even taller than Wu Gang, his muscles bulging like a horned dragon, full of unparalleled explosive power, giving the impression of a humanoid beast.
He was the first body refining genius of the Red Fla Academy, Huang Hu.
His physical body possessed the power of five thousand tigers, making him the strongest among the students of Red Fla Academy.
Even though his physical power was vastly inferior to Ye Chen's.
However, in the eyes of ordinary cultivators, it was already considered heaven-defying.
After all, not everyone could be as monstrous as Ye Chen.
"Heavens! It's Wang Long, ranked thirty-fifth on the Hidden Dragon List. Why is he here too?"
"For such a powerful figure, killing us is as easy as crushing an ant. How did we get so unlucky?" In the Spirit dicine Garden, the eyes of the young cultivators were fixed on a teenager beside Huang Hu, their expressions extrely terrified, their voices trembling violently.
This teenager appeared to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a purple battle robe, exceptionally handso, and giving off an aura like a jade-like god.
Between his brows was an intense rebelliousness, like a royal figure high above, causing people not to dare entertain any disrespect.
Even geniuses like Huang Hu and Wu Gang from Red Fla Academy were exceedingly respectful to this young man, as if they were his servants, appearing extrely humble.
"Sister Wang Lian, what should we do now? Wang Long is the Third Prince of the Cyan Wood Dynasty. If we accidentally offend him, we'll surely die without a place for burial." In the Spirit dicine Garden, Bai Luo's face turned even paler than a corpse, his expression terrified and uneasy to the extre.
It's known that the Cyan Wood Dynasty is a First Class Dynasty, its overall strength vastly superior to the Celestial Fla Dynasty.
And Wang Long, not only the Third Prince of the Cyan Wood Dynasty, but also terrifyingly powerful, ranked thirty-fifth on the Hidden Dragon List.
Not to ntion them, even Chu Feng, the foremost prodigy of the Celestial Fla Academy, would be utterly powerless against Wang Long.
So, if they accidentally offended Wang Long, no one could save them.
"Quick, voluntarily offer the spirit dicines we've obtained to Wang Long. Maybe he'll spare our lives," Wang Lian said solemnly, her body trembling violently.
Swoosh.
At this mont, a young cultivator in the Spirit dicine Garden suddenly mustered the courage and flew towards Wang Long, still holding a crystal box filled with several spirit dicines.
"Young Master Wang Long, these are the spirit dicines I picked in the Spirit dicine Garden. I'm offering them all to you. Please kindly accept them," the young cultivator said respectfully from ten zhang away from Wang Long, his eyes filled with deep fear.
"Hmph! At least you know your place. But, do you think we'll let you go just because of this? Today, everyone here must die," Wu Gang, beside Wang Long, suddenly shot a terrifying gleam from his eyes, his expression extrely fierce, sending chills down everyone's spine.
Swoosh.
The next mont, his figure flashed, appearing before the young cultivator, swinging his left fist fiercely toward the young cultivator's chest.
"No!" the young cultivator's pupils contracted sharply, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
He couldn't believe that even after voluntarily offering the spirit dicines, Wu Gang and the others still wouldn't spare him.
Ah!
A heart-wrenching scream instantly echoed through the skies above the Spirit dicine Garden, sounding spine-chilling.
With just one strike, the young cultivator's chest was blasted open, killing him outright.
"How could this happen? Could it be that even if we voluntarily offer the Spirit dicine, it won't work?"
"That Wu Gang has completely lost his humanity. He will never let us go." The young cultivators' faces suddenly changed drastically, filled with extre anger and despair.
They had no enmity with Wu Gang, they just picked so Spirit dicine in the Spirit dicine Garden, yet Wu Gang wanted to exterminate them.
This person is simply too cruel.
"Wu Gang, Huang Hu, quickly get rid of this trash. I don't want to see them anymore." At this mont, Wang Long, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, his voice extrely cold.
It was as if, in his eyes, these young cultivators were just a group of ants that could be crushed at will.
"Why, why can't you just let us go?" The young cultivators' faces turned deathly pale, filled with unwillingness.
"Why? You should have been prepared to be killed when exploring the Immortal Secret Realm. Did you really think everyone and anyone could enter here?" Wu Gang couldn't help but sneer, his mouth filled with a cruel smile, sending chills down one's spine.
"Die. If you want to bla anyone, bla yourselves for being too incompetent." Huang Hu said expressionlessly, his whole body exuding a terrifying killing intent, looking at everyone like dead n.
Rumble.
The next mont, he activated his Celestial Spirits, forming four Celestial Spirit Vortexes behind him, emitting a world-destroying aura that made everyone breathless.
"Celestial Spirit Realm Fourth Layer."
"It's over, this ti we're definitely going to die." The young cultivators trembled violently, their eyes filled with thick terror and despair.
The Huang Hu in front of them was indeed a master on the Hidden Dragon List, just ranked relatively low, only at ninety-fourth, even inferior to Chu Feng.
Even so, his strength was overwhelmingly powerful, crushing these young cultivators was an easy task.
"Wait, I know where Ye Chen is. As long as you don't kill , I'll tell you." At this mont, Wang Lian suddenly shouted out, her expression extrely anxious.
Her forehead was already soaked in cold sweat, and her delicate body was trembling violently.
If Huang Hu really attacked them, even if she joined forces with Bai Luo, they would not be his match.
"Speak quickly, where is that trash Ye Chen? You have no right to negotiate with ." Wu Gang's eyes suddenly burst with terrifying ferocity, yelling at Wang Lian.
Ever since his right arm was blasted off by Ye Chen, he had hated Ye Chen to the bone, always wanting to kill him.
However, once he was teleported to the Immortal Secret Realm, he found Ye Chen had disappeared.
Until now, he finally had news of Ye Chen again.
So, this ti, he must ensure Ye Chen dies without a burial ground.
"Ye Chen! That trash who dared to provoke my cousin?" A thick disdain flashed across Wang Long's mouth, his eyes flickering with terrible killing intent, sending chills down one's spine.
His cousin was the genius Xiahou Lei, ranked in the top ten on the Hidden Dragon List.
The Xiahou Clan had allied with the royal family of the Cyan Wood Dynasty long ago.
Therefore, Wang Long and Xiahou Lei were cousins.
It was precisely because of this that Huang Hu and Wu Gang willingly followed Wang Long as his lackeys.
"Yes, Young Master Wang Long, that trash can't even awaken his bloodline, yet he dared disrespect Brother Xiahou. I don't know where he got the courage!" Huang Hu sneered, his eyes full of thick disdain.
"Young Master Wang Long, let personally slay that trash. This ti, I want to show him the true terror of my power!" Wu Gang's eyes turned blood-red, even his facial features twisted nacingly.
"Ye Chen is in the deeper part of this valley. To be honest, I also wish this trash would die soon. Unfortunately, with my strength, I'm not sure I can kill him." At this mont, Bai Luo, who was beside Wang Lian, quickly spoke, flattering all over.
"Since you two can tell Ye Chen's whereabouts, I'll spare you a little life for now, but as for the others, all must die. Brother Huang Hu, leave them to you while I go crush that trash Ye Chen." Wu Gang said with extre ferocity.
Swish.
The next mont, he left a shadow on the spot, shooting toward the deeper part of the valley like a cannonball, even making the air explode, emitting harsh and piercing sounds.
"Ye Chen, your end has co. Today, no one can save you, this trash, and I want you to die in despair and fear." Wu Gang roared in his heart.
"Run, quickly run."
"If we don't escape, we'll all die here." anwhile, the young cultivators in the Spirit dicine Garden also exhausted their every effort, fleeing quickly toward the deeper part of this valley.
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