pain, his figure flying back as he covered his wound. He glared at Qin Sang with boundless resentment, his face still etched with lingering fear.Another top-notch magic artifact, you might as well ren...After their figures disappeared.

Zhao Songqiao's eyes darkened, a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face, and he thought to himself, "It's good that they didn't follow. It saves the old man the trouble of silencing them."

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He moved, weaving through the shadows, and went around to one side of the small hill.

The Tianmu butterfly's wings trembled slightly, easily keeping pace with his steps.

"Who is it!"

As soon as Huashan and Fang Ting walked away, a low growl suddenly came to their ears. They looked up and saw a blue rainbow flying from the mountaintop, landing in front of them in an instant, revealing a figure of a thin and tall Taoist priest.

"Greetings, Master Uncle! I, a disciple of Jin Yan Master Uncle, have come here to collect Dark Thunderwood and other spiritual materials as instructed."

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Zihuan and Fang Ting hurriedly bowed and explained themselves, presenting the token.

"Indeed, it's Brother Jin Yan's token."

After the examination, the Taoist returned the incarnation to its owner and looked sideways at Fang Ting. "You were brought here by Junior Yang. Who is this woman I seem to remember that she's a disciple of Yānmǐáoguè"

When entering the Dongming Island, this person saw Fang Ting.

"Shi-shu Mingjian, Fang Ting is indeed a disciple of Chen Xianbei from Yan Miao Ge. She's my friend. Hearing that I came here to gather medicine, she wanted to come and see for herself," using the same old trick.

"Senior Chen"

The Daoist suddenly understood and his tone softened, "Since you are a disciple of Senior Chen, it's alright. However, there are some precious medicinal herbs planted in the mountains by this poor Daoist. You mustn't wander around carelessly, lest you damage the herb garden. After taking what you need, please leave quickly."

When he saw the person, Jian Dao turned to leave. Huashan hurriedly called out to him.

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"Reporting to Senior Uncle, Senior Jin Yan instructed me to dig six hundred-year-old Qinghen Fruit spiritual roots. As a junior with limited knowledge, I'm afraid of accidentally harming the spirit tree. Could Senior Uncle please give me some guidance"

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The spiritual fruit borne by the Qinghen Fruit Spirit Tree can be used in alchemy to restore spiritual energy.

The roots of trees over a hundred years old are rich in wood spirit power and make excellent materials for refining spiritual artifacts.

"He just took some last time, and he wants six more This Jin Yan really thinks these spirit trees are inexhaustible"

When the daoist heard this, he didn't doubt it. He grumbled a bit, but readily agreed, "I'll take you with me to dig it up."

The Blue Hate Fruit spirit tree is rather delicate. If the spirit root is cut improperly, it will damage the spirit tree. The medicinal power of the fruit it bears afterward will be greatly reduced, and in severe cases, it might even kill the spirit tree. I wouldn't trust you to do it."

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Hua Shen and Fang Ting followed the Daoist priest, flying out not far before arriving at a field of medicinal herbs.

This place was obviously just tended to by a Daoist. The spiritual trees in the medicine garden were unusually spirited, their leaves emerald green like jade. They had just been nourished, and all the spiritual fruits had been harvested.

The Daoist landed in front of the largest few spirit trees, carefully observing them for a while. Finally, he chose one and activated his spiritual energy, using some unknown secret art to gently tap on the spirit tree with a flash of green light striking the tree god.

Then, the Spirit Tree trembled slightly, brimming with vitality. The Daoist channeled his spiritual energy into a blade of light, carefully severing a root that had been growing for a hundred years.

Then, follow the same procedure and cut off six spirit roots, handing them to the avatar. "Remember, when you take similar spirit creatures in the future, do not act recklessly on your own."

“The disciple obeys!”

The transformed figure bid farewell to the human and, with Fang Ting, flew toward the mountains.

Only when she could no longer see the daoist did Fang Ting dare to transmit a voice and ask, "Zhang senior brother, Zhao senior brother should have gone into hiding by now, right"

But seeing the avatar's face full of seriousness, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

He transformed and darted to a high vantage point, able to see from afar that the innermost area was shrouded in a vast expanse of darkness - this was the abode of the Thunderwood Forest.

After a moment's thought, he brought Fang Ting to a secluded spot near the exit and said in a low voice, "Wait here. Don't go anywhere. If something happens, run away immediately."

"Senior brother, what are you talking about What could happen Aren't you coming with me"

Fang Ting was startled by the transformed being.

“I can’t explain it, I just feel something is off about Senior Brother Zhao. Just in case. I have an escape plan, so nothing will happen to me. You be smart and maybe you’ll need to help cover for me later…”

Huashēn took a deep look at Fangtíng and left alone.

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Fang Ting was flustered. She didn't know why, but the moment Zhang shidi disappeared from view, her heart felt as if a huge piece had suddenly vanished. She covered her chest with one hand, and instinctively reached out with the other, but caught nothing.

Taking on a hidden form, they followed the faint trace of the Sky-Eyed Butterfly, their pursuit leading them straight to the Dark Thunderwood.

In a short while, darkness enveloped everything, and a forest of trees appeared in the distance, as if it were a place of death.

Between these thunderwood trees, there is a faint, almost imperceptible power of Yin Lei. Except for some special herbs, ordinary plants and trees could not possibly survive here.

At this time, Zhao Songqiao sneaked into the depths of the black forest, unaware of the Tianmu Butterfly closely following behind him.

Upon reaching the place where yin lightning was most concentrated, Zhao Songqiao abruptly stopped his advance and surveyed his surroundings. Then, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a white pill.

The surface of the danmar resembles that covered in a layer of wax.

At the moment Dan Maru appeared, those floating shadows of Yin Lei's power seemed to encounter a giant beast, being swallowed up at an incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, all the Yin Lei's power surrounding them was devoured.

Zhao Songqiao retreated to the back, watching as this scene unfolded.

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The next moment, the nearby darkwood trees also began to wither and die. This place would become a true wasteland.

The power of the distant dark clouds was also drawn over, and around the dan-marl, a conical vortex formed.

Everything happens silently.

Unable to say how much Yin Lei's power it had absorbed, with a 'crack', the dantian split open and a dragonfly-shaped spirit insect emerged.

At this moment, the incarnation hidden in the distance was shocked to learn of this scene through the celestial butterfly's eyes.

The Orcish Insect Art is vastly different from that of the Human race, yet both are considered masters.

"Worm!"

Beyond the island of Dongming.

Three streaks of light darted across the sea surface, racing straight towards the entrance of Dongming Island.

The three of them didn't conceal their powerful auras in the slightest. Their escaping lights recklessly slashed across the sea surface, bringing with them huge waves and an imposing manner. They didn't seem to be here to attend a Dharma assembly, but rather like they were coming to confront someone with a sense of righteous indignation.

The few disciples guarding the gate, seeing this scene, all changed color.

"Three結丹期 masters! Who are they"

Everyone was puzzled and looked at each other, but none of them could figure out who these people were.

"The other party seems to be a formidable force, beyond our capability to stop. Quickly inform Master Lu!"

An elder spoke words of experience, hurriedly striking a beam of light, which 'whoosh' flew into Dongming Island.

The streak of light had just vanished into the mist when the three figures arrived before them, their speed undiminished.

All the disciples stood in front, bowing deeply and asked: "We are disciples of Lan Dou Gate, guarding Dong Ming Island under the name of Master Lu. We do not know where your fairy realm is or what brings you here. Please tell us so we can report to our master."

"I am your master uncle! You blind dogs, you dare to stop me!"

The burly leader glared with fierce eyes, roared angrily, and hurled a pitch-black iron plate into the old man's arms before barging inside.

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