Whether it was an Eternal Saint or an Eternal-level monster, it didn't matter which one it was.
At this moment, even Xia Jiulong and Xuan Xiu's expressions changed, let alone the bounty hunters. A trace of fear appeared in their eyes. This kind of combat power could kill a hundred experts in one strike!
"Let's … let's retreat." Some of the bounty hunters wanted to retreat and said in horror.
Xuan Xiu was also furious. He pressed on the ground, which was still emitting a terrifying aura. It was very dense and the soil was fresh. He said in shock, "From the looks of it, this deep pit should have been created recently. It's at least three thousand miles away. Is that existence nearby?"
"Maybe Ye Qinghan and the others were also blown to smithereens by this attack. Your Highness, should we retreat?" another bounty hunter suggested.
No one dared to go any deeper. The experts looked at each other, hoping to leave this damned place immediately.
Xia Jiulong naturally hoped that Ye Qinghan had been blown to smithereens by this attack, but he couldn't be sure. How could he report back? If he told the Cloud Dragon Sage that Ye Qinghan was dead, who could bear the responsibility if Ye Qinghan appeared again? If he lied to an Eternal Saint, the Crown Prince would not be able to escape death.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Xia Jiulong hesitated. If they continued to go deeper and encountered an existence with great fortune, they wouldn't even be able to withstand a single slap!
Everyone was silent for a long time. Xia Jiulong still didn't dare to report back because the Holy Empire's Holy Emperor was about to come out of seclusion. If they didn't use this time to kill Ye Qinghan and take back Ye Qinghan's Daoist robe, how could they fight for a chance to survive?
Crack!
Xia Jiulong clenched his iron fists and narrowed his eyes. "Everyone, search every corner of this deep pit. If you find the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Daoist robe and Seven-Foot Maniac, we will retreat. If you can't find them, this mission must continue."
Cluck cluck cluck …
Many people were so scared that their teeth chattered, but no one dared to disobey Xia Jiulong. They could only spread out to search for the robe and Seven-Foot Maniac.
The more he searched, the more he could see the extent of the abyss. The more terrified he was of the power of the Eternal Saints, the more he did not dare to go deeper.
After searching for more than ten days, nearly a hundred people finally gathered again. Everyone returned empty-handed, and their faces were deathly pale, including Xia Jiulong.
Huhuhu!!
Everyone's breathing quickened as they shook their heads, indicating that they had not found the target.
"It's impossible for an Eternal Saint to destroy the Taoist robe and Berserker. Without these two things, Ye Qinghan might still be alive. Let's go deeper. As for my previous promise, I'll double it. As long as I become a Saint, I'll definitely guide you and try my best to cultivate you into an Eternal Saint! As the saying goes, one can't become rich without a windfall. Do you want to stay in the upper level forever? "Xia Jiulong said in a deep voice.
Great rewards would attract brave men. Who wouldn't want to be appreciated by an Eternal Saint?
The difference between an Upper Level Saint and an Eternal Saint was only one level, but the difference in combat power was like the difference between heaven and earth! Just like the difference between a mortal and a cultivator, it disappeared in an instant.
"Xuan Xiu swears loyalty to Your Highness!" Xuan Xiu saw that everyone was a little hesitant, so he took the initiative to express his stance, hoping to resonate with everyone.
When Xuan Xiu was born, many bounty hunters were lonely. They hoped to reach a higher level, so they all spoke up to support Xia Jiulong. At least half of the experts chose to follow Xia Jiulong.
Even if the remaining bounty hunters were afraid of death, they did not dare to retreat at this moment. They were afraid that Xia Jiulong would fly into a rage out of humiliation and kill them first, so they could only suppress their shock and choose to follow Xia Jiulong.
Xia Jiulong saw that everyone was willing to follow him and nodded in satisfaction. He smiled and said, "You didn't let me down. I won't let you down!"
"Thank you, Your Highness!" Everyone said excitedly.
Everyone was blinded by greed, but they did not know that being with a ruler was like being with a tiger. A ruler's heart was unpredictable and he was good at burning bridges after crossing the river.
"Let's continue!"
Xia Jiulong waved his hand and led everyone out of the abyss. They continued to go deeper, following Ye Qinghan's path and getting closer.
…
Ye Qinghan and the others weren't slow. However, Ye Qinghan was the type of person who would take advantage of every opportunity to search for treasures. His storage rings were filled with treasures that he had plundered, so they wasted quite a bit of time.
Fan Yin, Zhang Yingshi, and the Son of Battle finally understood. Ye Qinghan did not mind if the spirit herbs were too weak. As long as they could be used by a sector lord, he would not give them up. The places he went would not be able to recover without 100,000 years.
At this moment, Xia Jiulong was looking at Ye Qinghan's path and was a little angry. This method of taking advantage of every opportunity made the secret realm too miserable. It was not much better than the Sealed Sky Prison.
！！！！
The distance between the two parties was getting closer and closer. Xia Jiulong did not notice, but Ye Qinghan, who was in front, felt that someone was following them.
His powerful soul spirit covered thousands of miles and kept spreading outwards. The more he looked behind, the more he felt that something was wrong.
Ye Qinghan opened his eyes. He looked behind and was a little worried. He said to the other three, "Wait for me here for a while. I will go back and take a look."
Whoosh —
Ye Qinghan turned into a bolt of lightning and was much faster than Fan Yin. Even Zhang Yingshi, with his cultivation level, did not notice how Ye Qinghan left.
An hour later, Ye Qinghan arrived at a mountain peak. He stood at the top of the mountain and looked into the distance. He saw Xia Jiulong leading close to 100 experts and speeding ahead. They all held weapons and were three to five miles apart. Their divine senses could cover each other, and they were all searching for something.
Ye Qinghan rubbed his nose and muttered, "You guys are really haunting me. So many Blood-Strike Guards have died, but you still don't give up. Xia Jiulong, Xia Jiulong, how much do you hate me? Do you have to kill me to be at ease?"
The two parties were still a few hundred miles apart. Ye Qinghan only used his upper realm divine sense to observe this group of people. After confirming that it was this group, he slowly retreated.
"Is there any good way to kill them all without using the Saint Destroyer Finger?" Ye Qinghan asked calmly.
"If you kill Xia Jiulong at this time, you will completely fall out with the Cloud Dragon Sage. At that time, it won't just be Crown Prince Xia Jiulong who will deal with you, but the Cloud Dragon Sage himself. Why don't you let him live and kill everyone else?" The Divine Bird reminded.
Ye Qinghan nodded and agreed. "Before I break through to the Saint Realm, Xia Jiulong cannot die. Dealing with a middle or upper realm Xia Jiulong is much safer than dealing with the Cloud Dragon Sage."
"Actually, we don't even need to do anything to kill dozens of bounty hunters in this huge danger zone. We just need to lure them into the nest of some ferocious beasts and kill three to five at a time. They will all be dead in a few months," the Divine Bird said calmly.
Ye Qinghan was speechless.
"We'll do it your way. We'll wait for them and lead them into the ditch. I have all the time in the world," Ye Qinghan said with an evil smile.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan quickly retreated. Half an hour later, he quietly appeared in front of the Son of War and the others and said calmly, "Xia Jiulong and the bounty hunters are behind us. Let's wait for them."
Fan Yin, Zhang Yingshi, and the others could not help but observe a moment of silence for Xia Jiulong. The Ye Qinghan of today was no longer the Ye Qinghan of the past. If they killed this time, rivers of blood would flow.
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