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"A martial practitioner of the Heavenly Thunder Hall …" Within the thatched hut, thinking back on the breathing method of the enemy who had been spying on them by the side earlier, the corners of Yan Zhaoge's lips curled up in a smile that was not a smile, "It can't be an old acquaintance, right?"
Shaking his head slightly, retracting his thoughts, Yan Zhaoge focused his mind on refining the Immortal Crane Wings once more.
Every feather on the Immortal Crane Wings was vibrating slightly at this moment. Every feather was like a living creature.
Accompanied by Yan Zhaoge's refinement, the clear cries of cranes resounded from each and every one of their feathers, their voices growing louder and louder.
Finally, the cries of the crane plummeted. Yan Zhaoge's gaze flickered as the Immortal Crane Wings turned completely silent, transforming into a cloak of crane feathers, draping over Yan Zhaoge's body.
This time, there was no one obstructing Yan Zhaoge. With a sweep of his hand, the few items on the table, the Life Illuminating Immortal Stone included, all fell into Yan Zhaoge's hands.
Standing within the thatched hut, Yan Zhaoge bowed towards it, "Senior Loose Practitioner He, Yan Zhaoge thanks you here."
He put on the crane feather cloak and walked out of the thatched hut. He saw that the battlefield outside the thatched hut had been destroyed beyond recognition.
As the fallen, masked martial grandmaster fled, Ah Hu's three opponents all felt a chill in their hearts.
That Martial Grandmaster fleeing meant that he did not have the ability to take down Yan Zhaoge.
However, the burly man in front of them was like a real hungry tiger. Even though he was fighting one against three, he still had the upper hand, making it more and more difficult for them to resist.
Although he was tempted by the treasures in the thatched cottage, it was clear that there was no hope at all.
If they continued to fight, they might even lose their lives here.
Ah Hu's three opponents immediately had the intention to retreat, and they each began to look for a way to escape.
When there was a common enemy, the three of them could cooperate well. They joined hands and attacked the enemy together.
But when they thought of retreating and prepared to retreat, their alliance collapsed on its own. Everyone was thinking about how to escape by themselves.
They didn't have much of a relationship with each other, so they didn't care about each other's injuries or deaths.
If the other party's death could allow them to escape safely, no one would feel any psychological burden.
Hence … The three great grandmaster martial artists put on a good show together.
He didn't need to run faster than Ah Hu. As long as he ran faster than the other two people, it would be enough.
That Martial Grandmaster of the Sacred Sun Clan, originally the one with the most robust foundation and the strongest strength, also being proficient in a peak movement martial art like the Great Sun Rising East Traversing Heaven Art, should have been the one with the greatest hopes of breaking through the encirclement.
But he could not stop Ah Hu from specifically staring at him. He directly dropped the Hidden Clear Sunlight Saber and threw it like a flying saber. It directly pierced through his heart.
In the end, only one Great Grandmaster managed to escape, while the other one became a ghost under the claws of the hungry tiger and was killed on the spot by Ah Hu.
Yan Zhaoge came in front of Ah Hu, smiling, "This look of yours can stop children from crying at night."
Ah Hu's body was stained with blood, and his murderous aura soared to the heavens like a god of death.
He grinned. "It's a pity that I couldn't keep all of them."
Hearing his words, Yan Zhaoge muttered to himself, "That's right, a pity that I couldn't keep them all …"
Ah Hu asked curiously, "Young Master. What happened? "
Yan Zhaoge shook his head. Within his mind, that Decimating Abyss martial practitioner's mask had broken. The scene of a small portion of his face being revealed flashed by once more.
Although the other party very quickly raised his hand to conceal it, with Yan Zhaoge's current cultivation base and eyesight, he was still able to clearly see that fleeting scene.
"Although I only saw a small portion of his face … I've definitely seen this person before." Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, regaining his wits as he surveyed their surroundings. "The spiritual qi has already deteriorated to its final stage. This foreign dimension is already not far from collapsing. "
"We have to make the best use of our time. We still need some time to hurry back to where the spirit formation door is."
Yan Zhaoge laughed, patting the cloak of crane feathers on his shoulder. "Still, it's good that with this thing, we can actually save quite a bit of time."
Ah Hu came over curiously. "Young Master, what is this?"
Yan Zhaoge said. "A senior in the past used the feathers of a spirit crane, combining his fist-intent to weave such a cloak."
"Not classified as a Sacred Artifact, a spirit artifact or an artifact, it can be considered a unique treasure. It has many miraculous uses, but its weakness is that its spiritual qi and spiritual force will be depleted. After it has been completely depleted, it will require its owner to nourish it for a period of time before it can be used again."
"However, compared to the many miraculous uses of this treasure, this weakness is virtually negligible most of the time."
Yan Zhaoge patted the Immortal Crane Wings, smiling. "In coming here this time, as long as we had the Life Illuminating Immortal Stone, it would have already been enough to satisfy us. This thing can be considered an unexpected surprise."
Ah Hu said. "That's right. Still, Young Master, I really didn't think that so many people would have actually entered this time."
"I feel that it was that bastard who spied on us earlier. Seeing that he wasn't our match, fearing that he wouldn't be able to win against us, he wanted to muddy the waters as much as possible. Thus, he released the news, drawing over so many experts."
Yan Zhaoge led Ah Hu towards the back of the thatched hut, where there was a medicinal field. "Your guess, is most likely correct."
Ah Hu ground his teeth hatefully. "That bastard better not land in my hands, or I'll definitely make him pay!"
Yan Zhaoge said, "While this foreign dimension will be collapsing very soon, and most people won't take the risk of entering again, we still have to be wary of enemies appearing. We have to move a little faster."
Saying thus, Yan Zhaoge rapidly identified the spirit medicines within the medicinal field. "Oh, many of those that existed before the Great Calamity and can no longer be found in the current Eight Extremities World are all here ah. This time, we really didn't come in vain."
As he helped Yan Zhaoge gather the herbs, Ah Hu said casually, "It is also fortunate that the four Martial Grandmasters who entered this time are only at the early Spirit Vessel stage. If their cultivation bases were a little higher, we would probably not be able to get off easy this time."
"Especially if there were Essence Spirit Martial Grandmasters. That would not be good."
As he said this, Yan Zhaoge suddenly felt a piercing pain in his right eye. Ah Hu's expression also suddenly changed.
The next moment, a fiery light lit up in the distant sky, dyeing it crimson.
The fiery light rapidly approached the thatched hut, violent waves of qi sweeping through the surrounding area.
An explosive roar resounded, "Little bastard surnamed Yan, I want to see who will save you this time!"
A familiar voice, a familiar tone, instead caused Yan Zhaoge to be slightly taken aback, "… Crimson Spirit Flag Master?"
The person who had come was shockingly the descendant with the highest cultivation base of the already extinct Five Spirit Flags, the Crimson Spirit Flag Master!
That year, the Five Spirit Flags had been destroyed by Yan Zhaoge's father, Yan Di. The Crimson Spirit Flag Master had held a grudge for many years, having attempted to assassinate Yan Zhaoge in the Eastern Tang back then. In the end, he had been obstructed by someone, with the Crimson Spirit Flag Master having fled afterwards, his whereabouts unknown.
Who would have thought that he would actually appear in this foreign dimension again today.
Yan Zhaoge currently had no time to ponder why the other party had appeared here. He was currently only focused on one thing.
This Crimson Spirit Flag Master was shockingly an early Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster expert at the fourth level of the Martial Grandmaster realm!
Ah Hu stared wide-eyed and tongue-tied, wishing he could give himself a slap, "… Does it have to be so accurate ah?"
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