Time flew by. Soon, a day had passed.
During this day, the extremely fast Ye Chenfeng continuously passed through every corner of the Ancient Medicinal Mountain, breaking through one powerful restriction after another. Through identification, he found seven stalks of medicinal herbs that he needed, and even picked some rare medicinal herbs.
However, he did not find anything like the Soul-recovering Marrow.
Just as Ye Chenfeng was patiently searching for the eleven herbs in the Mountain of Ancient Medicine, the Saint Son of Fire Spirit and the others, who had been in the Mountain of Ancient Medicine before, gathered together.
They were very experienced. After exchanging with each other, they had basically gathered all the medicinal herbs they needed. They began to search for Ye Chen, Feng Jiao Yuyan, and Mu Qinghuo in the Ancient Medicine Mountain. They wanted to join forces to kill their souls and take revenge.
However, the Mountain of Ancient Medicine was too big. More than ten thousand alchemists entered the Mountain of Ancient Medicine. They were like small fish swimming in a lake. It was like trying their luck to find one person.
Just as the Saint Son of Fire Spirit and the others split up to search for Ye Chenfeng, an old figure suddenly appeared in front of the Saint Son of Fire Spirit.
It was that old guy.
Seeing Mu Qinghuo flying out of a valley with a smile on his face, the Saint Son of Fire Spirit's eyes showed a trace of viciousness. He immediately sped up and flew over, stopping him at the entrance of the valley.
It's you.
Seeing the Saint Son of Fire Spirit's soul suddenly appear, Mu Qinghuo's expression changed slightly. He knew that he did not come with good intentions. Without thinking, he immediately fled out of the valley.
Old guy, do you think you can escape?
As a nine-star master, the Saint Son of Fire Spirit's soul had reached Nirvana. He was far stronger than Mu Qinghuo.
His soul flashed and drew a shadow in the air. He chased after Mu Qinghuo at an extremely fast speed.
In less than ten breaths, the Saint Son of Fire Spirit had caught up with Mu Qinghuo. The terrifying soul formed a giant hand and pressed toward him with unparalleled pressure.
Black Wood Heavenly Fire, defense.
Feeling that the Saint Son of Fire Spirit's soul hand had completely locked onto him, Mu Qinghuo, who had nowhere to run, immediately released the extremely hot Black Wood Heavenly Fire. It broke out of his body and quickly circled above his head to resist the attack of the soul hand.
Boom!
The moment the soul hand touched the Heavenly Fire Whirlpool, the entire void trembled. The two forces strongly repulsed each other in the air.....
Break!
The Flame Spirit Saint Son roared. Rolling soul power gushed out of his body and poured into the giant soul hand, increasing the attacking power of the giant soul hand. It forcibly cracked the fire vortex created by the Black Wood Heavenly Fire.
Seeing that the Ash Wood Heavenly Fire could not withstand the Flame Spirit Saint Son's attack, Mu Qinghuo decisively wanted to escape.
However, the Saint Son of Fire Spirit reacted even faster. His body flashed and blocked Mu Qinghuo's way. His rolling soul power turned into weapons of various shapes and sizes. He kept attacking Mu Qinghuo like tidewater, blocking his escape route.
Soul Escape
Unable to withstand the fierce attacks of the Flame Spirit Saint Son, Mu Qinghuo detonated his soul without hesitation. He performed his fastest soul escape technique and fled far away.
Great Scarlet Sky Fire, extinguish!
The Flame Spirit Saint Son pointed with his finger. The Great Red Sky Fire shot out of his finger like a fire serpent. It was like a streak of red light. It accurately hit the remnant soul of Mu Qing Huo, who was using the Soul Escape to escape. It burned his remnant soul into ashes.
The moment his soul was destroyed, Mu Qinghuo, who was left in the outside world, immediately woke up. Blood spurted out of his mouth. His old face looked pale.
Flame Spirit Saint Son, you have gone too far!
After his soul was destroyed by the Flame Spirit Saint Son, Mu Qinghuo lost the chance to enter the preliminary round. All his years of hard work had gone down the drain. It made him feel regretful and angry.
However, he was not worried about Ye Chenfeng. Instead, he hoped that the Flame Spirit Saint Son would meet Ye Chenfeng soon. He believed that with Ye Chenfeng's power, he would definitely avenge him.
Finally, it was settled. Who would be next?
After successfully destroying Mu Qinghuo's soul, the Flame Spirit Saint Son showed a cold smile. He continued to search for Ye Chenfeng and Jiao Yuyan in the Ancient Medicine Mountain.
At this time, Ye Chenfeng found a powerful seal deep in the Ancient Medicine Mountain. He was controlling his powerful soul power to attack this seal.
Just what was in this valley for the seal to be so terrifying?
Ye Chenfeng unleashed the full power of a Three Star Dao Saint's soul and attacked it fiercely for more than an hour, but he was only able to break this restriction. This made him very interested in what was inside the restriction.
Break!
Under Ye Chenfeng's relentless soul attacks, more and more cracks appeared on the seal. Finally, Ye Chenfeng forcefully broke through the seal. A thick aura of death spread out from the broken seal.
It was the Death Datura.
Inside the restriction was a thicket. In the center of the thicket was a strange flower that was more than half a meter tall. It had Death Thorns growing on its branches and leaves. Its entire body was black, and its flowers were budding. It bathed in a scarlet light. Ye Chenfeng recognized it with one glance. This was the Death Datura that Xia Wendie was bitterly searching for.
So this strange flower was growing inside the seal.
Ye Chenfeng knew how powerful the Death Datura was. Back then, Xia Wendie had used the Death Datura to complete her transformation. If he could obtain it, he could take this strange flower to the Sky Street Market to trade for something he wanted.
He wondered what the Death Datura was protecting.
The more precious the item, the stronger the protection. Ye Chenfeng controlled his soul to form eight soul swords that floated above his head. He slowly approached it.
Yes, there was nothing protecting it.
When he was three meters away from the Death Datura, Ye Chenfeng was surprised to find that there was nothing protecting it.
It seemed that the true guardian of the Death Datura was itself.
Looking at the Death Datura, Ye Chenfeng controlled the Three Star Path Saint's soul to form a giant hand and grabbed it.
Seeing the soul hand grab the Death Datura, a powerful death power was released from the Death Datura. It turned into a giant tree shadow. The shadow of the Death Datura swayed and whipped at the soul hand.
Crack!
The moment the soul hand was hit by the shadow of the Death Datura, it shattered like glass. The shadow of the Death Datura was like a hot knife through butter as it ruthlessly whipped at Ye Chenfeng. The terrifying death power forced him back.
Although Ye Chenfeng's soul was powerful enough, the defense of his soul body was too weak. Once he was hit by the shadow of the Death Datura, he would definitely be heavily injured.
How could he pluck the Death Datura?
Ye Chenfeng floated in the distance as he stared at the Death Datura, thinking of a way to pluck it.
After thinking for a long time, he summoned the Death Flame and prepared to pluck the Death Datura by force.
Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng's powerful soul felt eight powerful soul auras appear. He raised his brows and revealed a sly smile. A plan came to him.
Boom!
Ye Chenfeng sent out another palm strike through the air, ruthlessly attacking the Death Datura. It clashed fiercely with the shadow of the Death Datura, causing a huge commotion.
In the next moment, his body flickered and he hid in a bush in the distance, restraining his soul power.
Just as Ye Chenfeng finished concealing himself, eight powerful soul auras heard the commotion and quickly flew over. When they saw the Death Mandara through the broken restriction, their eyes immediately burned with passion. Without even thinking, they immediately flew into the broken restriction.
It really is the Death Datura. If we can pluck this flower, we will definitely make a lot of money after we go out. A slightly obese man squinted his small eyes and said excitedly.
Let's go and pluck the Death Datura together. The grey-robed old man sensed the surroundings and didn't sense Ye Chenfeng's presence. He immediately approached the Death Datura, wanting to pluck it by force.
At this time, the Death Datura felt several people approaching and once again condensed the Death Datura to fight with them.
Let's fight and exhaust the Death Datura's spiritual energy. Ye Chenfeng, who was hiding in the bush, revealed a crafty expression and patiently waited.
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