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Inside the Crimson Stone Gate, a treasure land.
"Yahoo!"
Wang Feng let out a startled exclamation, his voice filled with excitement.
The reason was that he was holding a royal herb in his hand and was being chased by a dozen cultivators at the third to eighth level of the Harmony Realm, which was particularly exciting.
As Wang Feng ran, his eyes lit up. He bent down and swiftly snatched the storage bags from several corpses on the ground.
"Damn it!"
The cultivator behind Wang Feng launched into a tirade of insults at him.
They were fighting and killing each other when some villains would suddenly appear from the shadows, kill just one person, and steal the treasure.
"I need to speed up now, bye-bye!"
Wang Feng ignored the curses and ran around aimlessly through countless passageways.
However, this also caused some problems, such as the cultivators behind Wang Feng being suddenly poisoned to death by the sprayed poison mist.
Or suddenly something like a blood vessel pierces the back of the head, or an insect burrows into the heart.
Of course, these were no ordinary items; even Wang Feng was injured, but luckily he reacted quickly enough.
But the group of cultivators were like madmen; even after several of them had died, they still relentlessly pursued Wang Feng, using every secret technique they could think of.
The impact caused the entire passage to rumble and crash. If it weren't for the fact that the passage was made of some kind of spirit ore, it probably would have collapsed long ago.
Because of this, Wang Feng could no longer dig tunnels, which troubled him greatly, as he had lost one of his methods.
The royal herb in his hand is incredibly valuable; for these rogue cultivators who are desperately cultivating, it is their very lifeline!
Wang Feng transformed his right hand into a sword, cleaving through the rapidly approaching blood trail with a single strike, and his figure flashed past.
But then his eyes widened instantly beneath the mask, and he turned and ran back towards the cultivator who was chasing him.
"Run!!"
The cultivator who was about to attack him heard his exclamation, looked behind him, and his pupils instantly contracted.
Suddenly, my back pain disappeared, my legs stopped aching, and my spiritual energy was abundant. I could run eight hundred miles in one breath, even traversing mountains and valleys.
Because behind Wang Feng, a pillar of blood as thick as a wild bull was attacking them.
Wang Feng put the royal medicine into his storage space, increasing his speed several times over compared to before. Combined with his movement technique, he quickly surpassed the group of cultivators.
Pfft! Pfft!
The thick column of blood pierced through the bodies of several cultivators in just a few breaths, and continued to pursue Wang Feng.
"Stop chasing!"
As Wang Feng watched the blood pillar draw closer, he increased his speed once again.
He fled, he chased, and the pillar of blood occasionally pierced and killed a few passing cultivators.
But Wang Feng's body seemed to be some kind of temptation to it, and it just wouldn't let go.
"Help!!"
Wang Feng ran around aimlessly through the conspired passageway, eventually ending up in an open space.
Spiritual energy flew wildly across the field as cultivators fought fiercely.
As Wang Feng dodged the thick pillars of blood that were thrusting towards him, he looked up and saw a royal weapon floating in the open space.
"It's mine!"
Wang Feng's attention was instantly drawn to the object. He stomped hard on the ground, leaped forward, and reached into his storage space.
"You little thief!"
The entire battle stopped in an instant as they attacked Wang Feng, but they failed to notice the massive pillar of blood that had just entered from behind.
A few breaths later, the entire area was cleared out, leaving only a pile of corpses except for a few who ran fast.
"Good thug!"
Wang Feng gave the bloodline a thumbs up, but his pace didn't slow down at all.
And so it chased, he ran, for several days...
"Brother! Don't chase after me! I'll get out right away, okay!"
Wang Feng called out a few times to the blood pillar that was still chasing behind him, but it was clear that it had no consciousness... it only had instinct!
Wang Feng had no idea what it was about him that attracted it, that kept it chasing him for so many days without giving up.
As Wang Feng ran, he suddenly felt his surroundings gradually turn blood red.
This made him rub his eyes hard, and then he looked behind him. His vision was normal, but the environment in front of him was very strange.
"The Heavenly Slaughter Blood Pearl! It's the Heavenly Slaughter Blood Pearl!!"
A commotion arose, and ahead lay another open space, where there seemed to be dozens of people.
Heavenly Slayer... Blood Bead?
Wang Feng swallowed a pill and accelerated again, instantly leaving the pillar of blood behind him far behind.
Wang Feng also discovered that although that thing was big and thick, its cultivation level was only at the Breaking Yuan Realm, and it was the lowest-level Breaking Yuan Realm creature.
It's nothing compared to the blood streaks on that crimson stone gate; it's just a bit bigger.
If he combines his movement techniques with his full spiritual power, he can still leave it far behind in this treasure land full of passageways.
It's just that thing is too long, and it seems to be stuck with him, so he keeps running into it again.
"ah!!"
"Die!!"
As soon as Wang Feng entered the venue, a cacophony of noise rose and fell.
A body, now only half its original size, flew towards Wang Feng, startling him so much that he quickly ducked to avoid it.
In the open field of vision, the ground was littered with severed limbs and bloodstains, and there were at least several hundred corpses.
A blood bead, glowing a deep, almost blackish red, was suspended in the sky, emanating an extremely cold and sinister aura.
[Ding! A sealed, top-grade sacred artifact! Grab it now!]
The system's voice entered Wang Feng's mind, startling him, but after hearing its words, his face instantly lit up with joy.
He's an expert at robbing, he's been doing it for thousands of years. These little punks who dare to try and steal from him are just asking for trouble!
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