Before the Nascent Soul cultivator could finish speaking, the spiritual herbs in Bai Ying's hand were already getting impatient.
"Why are you talking so much? I'm waiting to see what you're capable of! Why aren't you making a move yet?"
That spiritual herb hadn't seen the world outside the Enlightenment Pool for a very long time.
Seeing so many juniors with low cultivation levels suddenly making boastful claims about taking action, he found it all extremely laughable.
It's quite curious to see what these people are capable of.
These Nascent Soul stage cultivators were all stunned when they suddenly heard the spiritual herb speak. Most of the spiritual herbs they usually encountered were ordinary things that had not yet developed sentience; they had never had the chance to see such a rare existence as a spiritual herb that had already developed sentience.
At that moment, upon suddenly hearing the spirit herb in Bai Ying's hand speak human language, everyone's eyes widened instantly, shining brightly as if they had discovered a rare treasure.
"This spiritual herb is probably already at the celestial grade! Be careful not to damage it when you attack later. Let's snatch it first." One of them couldn't contain his excitement and shouted first, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.
“But there’s only one of these spiritual herbs. We need to agree on how to divide it first.” Another cultivator frowned, his eyes showing greed, but also a hint of worry about the uneven distribution.
"The flower of the spirit herb is mine, and you can each take a leaf from the rest," a burly cultivator said arrogantly, his greedy eyes undisguised, as if the spirit herb was already his.
"Why should I get the flowers?"
In just a few words, these people had already dissected the spiritual herb into eight pieces, each refusing to give in, arguing until their faces were red with anger.
The spirit herb was furious at their wanton talk of dividing the spoils! Its once lively and shimmering body trembled violently, as if it were smoking with rage.
The atmosphere eased slightly after these people finally decided to give the flower of the spirit herb to the person with the highest cultivation level among them.
The one with the highest cultivation among them was Ye Yanjin's master. He looked at Bai Ying with a cold smile. Without any hesitation, he reached out towards Bai Ying's heart, while his other hand grabbed the spiritual herb in Bai Ying's hand.
"Go to hell! This spirit herb is mine!"
For a moment, everyone watching the show had a hint of excitement in their eyes, especially the Lu family and the Huayang Sect members, who were particularly looking forward to Bai Ying's death.
Facing a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, she was like an ant, with no power to resist!
Ruan Xinrou watched the scene with excitement, not even daring to blink. She wanted to witness Bai Ying's death with her own eyes!
However, to everyone's surprise, at this moment, the spirit herb in Bai Ying's hand moved slightly, and Ye Yanjin's master was suddenly frozen in place.
He was completely unable to move an inch.
What's going on?
He was still in a state of extreme shock when he suddenly saw the spirit herb gently rustle its leaves. Then, he felt an extremely terrifying force blasting towards him.
His eyes widened as he watched in disbelief as the overwhelming force, carrying a destructive aura, hurtled towards him like a dazzling bolt of lightning.
His body froze instantly, his mind went blank, and he had no time to dodge. The force, carrying an overwhelming impact, slammed into him solidly. A dull thud followed, and his body, like a kite with a broken string, flew uncontrollably backward. He crashed heavily to the ground, dying instantly!
Everyone froze for a moment.
They almost thought they were seeing things.
After all, that was a Nascent Soul stage cultivator! For many people, this was a realm they would never dare to dream of in their entire lives.
It's a level of achievement that would make even them kneel down upon seeing it.
Such a realm is incredibly terrifying to them, as it represents an existence that can control their life and death!
However, even such a being was instantly killed by the mere movement of the spirit herb's leaves.
Everyone present was shocked, almost thinking they had misread it.
"How...how is this possible?"
"I'm not seeing things, am I? It killed a Nascent Soul cultivator so easily?"
The other Nascent Soul stage cultivators hurriedly retreated. Ye Yanjin's master was the most powerful among them, and now he had died so easily. How could they dare to fight against that spiritual herb again?
Unfortunately, after they finished discussing how to cut the spiritual herb into eight pieces, it was too late for them to escape.
The spirit herb coldly looked at them, and suddenly many branches and vines stretched out from its body, directly binding the legs of all the cultivators.
"Didn't you just say you were going to divide me up? Well, here I am, come and divide me up!"
Seeing that they had no way to escape, the cultivators did not hesitate to unleash their most treasured life-saving techniques. In an instant, light flashed, and various strange magical treasures, talismans, and fragments of mysterious formations swirled and circled around them, emanating a cold yet powerful aura.
They knew that there was no turning back now; only by fighting to the death could they possibly have a glimmer of hope.
"Don't be afraid of it. Ye Wuyang was just underestimating us. Now that we've all joined forces, I refuse to believe that anything in this world can withstand such an attack!"
They immediately poured all their spiritual power into these life-saving items without reservation.
In an instant, the magical artifact shone brightly, the runes on the talisman twisted and flickered like serpents, and the fragments of the array pieced together faint energy patterns, all aimed at the spiritual herb, unleashing wave after wave of surging, powerful attacks capable of tearing through the void. Multicolored lights intertwined, forming a dazzling yet deadly torrent of energy, like a roaring beast, carrying boundless pressure and destructive power, surging towards the spiritual herb.
They thought that such a terrifying attack, even if it didn't kill the spirit herb, would at least severely injure it and thus spare them. But to their utter dismay, the terrifying attack was completely useless.
The blows felt like a tickle on the spirit herb.
How could that be?
Despair was evident on the faces of these people, and their eyes held an indescribable fear.
The herb suddenly tightened its outstretched vines.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
One terrifying sound after another rang out, and then everyone watched in disbelief as those incredibly powerful Nascent Soul stage cultivators were crushed into a cloud of blood mist by the vines.
Everyone was stunned. When had they ever seen anything like this?! Just what was the origin of this spiritual herb? Killing a Nascent Soul cultivator was as easy as slicing through melons and vegetables.
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