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The secret realm of Siji Mountain.
Sword energy surged forth, spiritual power emanated, causing the heavens and earth to shift and the universe to turn upside down.
Just as Liang Hao had predicted, this adventure into the secret realm was filled with killing and bloodshed from the very beginning.
The moment the cultivators entered the secret realm, they began to fight each other, none of them willing to concede to the other, and none of them wanting the other to have an easier time than themselves.
In just one hour, hundreds of weak cultivators perished. All their efforts were for the sake of venturing deeper into the realm, finding the most precious treasures and opportunities, and eliminating potential dangers.
"The First Form of the Heaven-Opening Sword Technique: Severing Rivers!"
Qin Feng unleashed a sword strike, instantly reducing the ten Spirit Gathering Realm cultivators opposite him to dust.
Qin Feng has now undergone a complete transformation, standing proudly with his sword in hand, exuding an aura of invincibility.
With the Overlord Dragon Tiger Technique combined with the Heaven-Opening Sword Technique, Qin Feng made his way smoothly, successfully pushing through the first wave of people to enter the depths of the secret realm.
"Star River Sword Technique - Setting Sun".
Outside the secret realm, Lin Feng's cultivation was even more profound than before, reaching the second rank of the Nascent Soul Realm. He held a Xuan-rank sword, and amidst the clashing sword energies, he also broke through the encirclement and entered the depths.
He had only two goals: the Crimson Flame Fruit and the Primordial Inheritance.
If he can seize these two opportunities, his future life will surely be smooth sailing.
The sounds of battle echoed throughout the secret realm, and Su Yunying and Liang Hao each entered the depths of the secret realm.
Only Fahai hid behind a rock on the outskirts, watching the bloody scene outside while constantly chanting Buddhist mantras.
"Amitabha, Amitabha, Buddha protect me, Buddha protect me, you can't see me, you can't see me..."
Just then, a loud bang rang in Fahai's ears.
A monk fell from mid-air and crashed into him, creating a crater.
"Pfft~"
The monk was severely injured and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Upon seeing this, Fahai immediately stepped forward and grabbed his hand, asking, "Buddha friend, are you alright?"
The monk glanced at Fahai and slowly said, "Fellow Buddhist, I am a monk from Puxian Temple. I beg you to lend a helping hand..."
But Fahai closed his eyes directly, muttering, "Fellow Buddhist, go in peace. Rest assured, I will take care of your wife and children. Do not worry."
Upon hearing this, the monk hurriedly said, "Fellow Buddhist, I think I can still be saved. Is it really necessary to be so ruthless?"
Just then, Fahai felt a sharp sword aura coming from behind him.
Instinctively, Fahai lifted the monk above his head and turned to block him.
Boom~
The moment the sword energy exploded, the monk died instantly.
At the same time, a storage bag fell off the monk's corpse.
Fahai immediately discarded the corpse, picked up the storage bag, and swiftly pocketed it.
Just then, another disciple of the sect landed in front of Fahai.
"Fellow Daoist..."
"Prajna Palm!"
Without saying a word, Fahai struck the disciple on the forehead with a Prajna Palm, sending him to meet Buddha on the spot.
“Benefactor, this humble monk is helping you escape from suffering and be free from the torment of this illness. Amitabha.”
Then he rummaged through the corpse for a while and found two more storage bags.
After examining the contents of the storage bag, Fahai was furious: "What rubbish! You've made me happy for nothing!"
Despite his complaints, he still naturally put the storage bag into his pocket.
Then, dozens of times in a row, while the fighting outside was raging, Fahai was focused on picking up the scraps. In less than two hours, he managed to carry on the Sixth Brother's ways and picked up more than thirty storage bags.
Unfortunately, the storage bag contained mostly low-grade spiritual herbs, and the finished products were far less effective than those refined by Shen Zhaolian.
However, with the mindset that even a small mosquito bite is still meat, Fahai still happily picked up the scraps.
However, as it turns out, being the sixth person for too long will eventually bring retribution.
Just as Fahai was happily continuing to lick the bag, a teasing voice rang in his ears: "Hey~ you bastard, your storage bag looks very familiar, can I take a look?"
Looking up, he saw a gray-robed youth standing opposite him, looking at Fahai with a gaze that was three parts indifferent, three parts disdainful, and four parts nonchalant.
“Amitabha, benefactor, this humble monk has other important matters to attend to. Please make yourself at home.”
After saying that, Fahai turned to leave.
But when he turned around, he saw the gray-robed youth blocking his way again.
"Bald monk, I am Xu Ning. I won't beat around the bush with you. I'll just say one thing: I've got my eye on your storage bag. I advise you to hand it over obediently, or I'll have to do it myself."
Fahai was furious when he heard this.
"Damn it, I thought I was the only sixth guy in this secret realm, but it turns out he was too!"
But on the surface, he remained calm and collected, taking out a storage bag from his robes and throwing it on the ground: "Since you want it, how could I refuse?"
To be honest, I really don't care for these things. I'll just give them to you as a token of goodwill. Farewell!
After saying this, he turned and flew away.
"You're smart!"
But when Xu Ning was about to pick up the storage bag, he suddenly noticed that there was a thin rope on the bag that had suddenly straightened as Fahai flew away and then flew away.
"You dare to trick me!"
Xu Ning was furious and immediately summoned his flying sword to chase after him.
The two ran and chased, neither able to gain the upper hand.
"Bald monk, leave the storage bag behind, I don't want to kill you."
"This humble monk advises you to be kind and stop yelling for no reason!"
"It seems there's no room for negotiation today."
Xu Ning immediately took out a fifth-grade Gale Talisman, activated his spiritual power, and crushed it instantly. His flight speed increased several times over, and he quickly caught up with Fahai.
Fahai was dumbfounded: "Benefactor, this Swift Wind Talisman of yours is such a waste, I don't think it's worth it."
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