Chapter 218

Zi Chen had monstrous battle prowess and had obtained the inheritance of the Wuji Sect. Moreover, he seemed to have a great treasure on him.

All of these things were enough to prove Zi Chen's value.

Untethered Misty easily dealt with the attacks. At the same time, he tried to recruit Zi Chen into the Misty Sect.

Zi Chen didn't know what kind of place the Drifting Mist Sect was, and he had never heard of it before. Drifting Mist's recruitment was very abrupt.

"Senior, let me think about it." Zi Chen hesitated for a moment before sending a message.

"Okay." Drifting Mist's eyes flashed with surprise.

Telepathy.

This was something only a True Energy Realm cultivator could do, but Zi Chen obviously hadn't reached this realm. Drifting Mist had never heard of a Xiantian Realm cultivator possessing telepathy.

"Fine, today isn't the time to talk about this. I'll keep this guy busy. You leave first. When we meet again in the future, it won't be too late for you to answer me." Drifting Mist's eyes flashed as he sent a message.

"Thank you, senior," Zi Chen replied.

"Boom!"

Drifting Mist attacked again and again to resolve Wu Ruoshan's attacks. This was the first time Drifting Mist took the initiative to attack. A terrifying aura filled the sky, and a blinding light made everyone unable to open their eyes. Then, Drifting Mist sent out a powerful attack.

"This move again!"

Wu Ruoshan let out a strange cry. A hundred years ago, this was the same move that had seriously injured him. He roared loudly, and his hair stood on end. Strands of energy circled around his body like a battle armor, overflowing with colorful light. In the face of such a powerful attack, he chose to defend.

At this moment, Zi Chen fled. His body was surrounded by the protective barrier that Wanderer Misty had created for him as he rushed into the forest.

"Senior, please save Su Mengyao. Zi Chen will remember today's kindness. If fate allows it, I'll repay you tenfold, a hundredfold," Zi Chen said.

"I'll take her back to the Drifting Mist Sect. If you've thought it through, you can find me there." Drifting Mist sent out a map with his spiritual sense. This was the location of the Drifting Mist Sect.

"Thank you, senior."

Zi Chen thanked him and disappeared.

"Pu."

Wu Ruoshan coughed up a mouthful of blood as he was sent flying. A hundred years ago, he had been severely injured when facing this attack. Today, he was facing it again, and it was the same.

Even the layers of defense were unable to block this terrifying attack.

"Wu Ruoshan, I've already said that I'm going to beat you into a pulp today."

Misty's Vagrant Cultivator tapped his foot and a ripple spread out. His figure floated far away, instantly arriving before Wu Ruoshan.

Initially, he was a Daoist with the demeanor of a transcendent being. However, at this moment, he had turned into a ruffian in the marketplace, slapping Wu Ruoshan's face.

"Kill Zi Chen. Don't let him escape. He killed Xiong 'er."

Just as Zi Chen's figure disappeared into the forest, an angry voice full of killing intent rang out, like rolling thunder, resounding through the entire area.

Through the mouths of Li Huo and Cang He, the Martial Ancestor finally learned about Wu Xiong's death and let out a furious roar.

"Ah, you little thing, you actually dared to kill Xiong 'er. I'm going to kill you!" Wu Ruoshan roared as a terrifying aura gushed out from his body.

Slap!

But immediately after, a loud slap rang out. It was very crisp, directly knocking back Wu Ruoshan's surging energy.

In the distance, the crowd was shocked, and their eyeballs almost fell out.

"What did I just see? A Grandmaster level existence was slapped in the face."

"That's too scary. Even a Grandmaster level existence can be slapped in the face."

They were completely shocked. Slapping a hermit elder in front of so many people was worse than killing him. This was a naked humiliation.

Roar!

The Flying Tiger roared. Today, it would use these humans to help it break through to the Grand Demon Realm.

Wang Zhenwei protected Wang Shan with Liu Bo by his side. At the same time, two others appeared in the air, guarding Wang Zhenwei.

The appearance of Misty's Vagrant Cultivator made Wang Zhenwei completely dispel the idea of dealing with Zi Chen. At this moment, the most important thing was to protect his family's inheritance.

As for the burly man, he was strong enough to stop several others in the air.

But there were still two who appeared from the dark and chased after the escaping Zi Chen.

Misty sensed something and looked at the place where the Flying Tiger disappeared. He shook his head and said, "The growth of a genius is difficult. Whether he can escape this disaster will depend on his luck."

Hundreds of Innate Experts witnessed an intense battle. The elegance of the Flying Tiger and the strength of the Grandmasters shocked them deeply.

Poof!

Blood splattered in the air like a rain of blood falling from the sky. One of the Flying Tigers was hit in the chest by the tiger's claw, and his body was shattered.

Roar!

With a tiger's roar, ripples appeared. The spiritual thoughts that rushed out of the Flying Tiger's body were shaken and dissipated instantly.

One of the Flying Tigers died.

Roar!

The Flying Tiger roared. This was a fierce battle. If one wanted to break through, it had to be a bloody battle. It was not like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Crack."

The Flying Tiger went completely crazy. Taking this opportunity, it bit through the neck of one of the Flying Tigers and destroyed his spiritual thoughts at the same time.

This was the real Flying Tiger. It was a small demon beast with only killing in its eyes.

The Flying Tiger died, and a spiritual weapon fell from the sky. All the Innate Experts were envious, but no one dared to pick it up.

"Spiritual weapon. It's a spiritual weapon."

"Although the spirit in it was severely injured, it's still a spiritual weapon."

Some of the Innate Experts were eager to try, but when they saw the ancient tree beside the spiritual weapon turn into dust, their faces changed and they immediately retreated.

Roar!

The Flying Tiger was very strong. It killed the third Flying Tiger, but there were many wounds on its body. Blood flowed out, and one of its wings was almost pierced by the spiritual weapon.

"Die, beast!"

After killing three Metahumans in a row, Wu Ruoshan suddenly let out a loud shout. With a swollen face, he unleashed a powerful attack.

"Boom!"

The sky darkened as the palm print fell, covering the sky and covering the earth. It landed heavily on the Flying Tiger's body.

If it was any other time, the Flying Tiger would be able to dodge such an attack. But after today's battle, it was exhausted and injured, and its movements were slow.

Peng!

The Flying Tiger was smashed into the ground, and a huge palm print appeared. No one knew if it was dead or alive.

"Oh my god, it really turned into a pig head."

"It's still so fierce with a pig head."

The Flying Tiger was too powerful. It had killed three Flying Tigers and attracted everyone's attention. When they turned their heads again, they realized that Wu Ruoshan's face was already swollen. It had turned into a real pig head.

"Our Martial Ancestor will settle this score with the Floating Mist Sect." Wu Ruoshan stared at the Floating Mist Cultivator with a swollen face.

The latter was calm and didn't care at all.

After Wu Ruoshan heard the discussion, he looked down coldly at the Innate Experts. The latter's body trembled as if they were in an ice cellar. They quickly shut their mouths and stopped talking.

Bam!

With a loud sound, mud flew everywhere. The Flying Tiger rushed up from the ground. It was covered in blood, and there were many wounds on its body. One of its wings drooped down as if it was broken, and the bones of the other wing could be seen.

The Flying Tiger was heavily injured, but it didn't die.

"Oh my god, it still didn't die."

"It's too fierce. It took a blow from a Grandmaster and didn't die."

The Flying Tiger stood up. Its body was unsteady and swaying, but it was still alive. Its eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Die, you bastard."

In the sky, the Flying Tigers rushed down again with terrifying murderous intent and attacked fiercely.

A boundless amount of energy surged out as a torrential amount of power surged out towards the Flying Tiger.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a gust of wind blew away the monstrous energy and blew away the three Flying Tigers. Then, everyone's eyes blurred, and they realized that the Floating Mist Cultivator had already arrived in front of the Flying Tiger.

"Go."

As the voice faded, an even stronger gust of wind appeared. The wind howled and many ancient trees were uprooted. It was like a super terrifying sandstorm, forcing all the Flying Tigers to retreat.

"Wu Ruoshan, I hope that when I see you in the future, you won't be so weak." The Floating Mist Cultivator's indifferent words echoed in the sky.

When the storm dissipated, this place was already empty.

The Flying Tiger was gone, and so was the Floating Mist Cultivator. At the same time, Su Mengyao, who had been restrained before, was also gone.

"Damn it, where is she?" Wu Ruoshan roared unwillingly. His pig face was so conspicuous under the sun.

As for Wang Zhenwei, he had already found an excuse to escape. He took Wang Shan and Liu Bo with him, and the big man also took the opportunity to retreat.

The storm of trials had come to an end. However, even though the three forces had prepared meticulously, especially the Martial Sect, who had sent out an Ancestral Master, they did not obtain anything. Furthermore, the geniuses that they had sent out were all killed.

However, Miao Kong had received the inheritance, which was a blessing. Wu Ruoshan's expression softened.

In the crowd, Lin Xue left with the group. She didn't completely relax until she walked out of the Dark Forest.

No one knew that she had received the inheritance. In the future, because of Lin Xue's appearance, a Lin Family would rise in Cangli City.

Pfft.

In the forest, Zi Chen coughed up blood. His injuries worsened.

Behind him, the two Flying Tigers were approaching.

"Kid, continue to run. Let's see who can save you this time."

"Leave your life before you leave."

The two Flying Tigers sneered and continued to chase.

"Idiot, how can I leave if I leave my life behind? Come at me if you can." Zi Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and accelerated.

"Kid, this is not the way. If you continue to run like this, you will definitely be caught. Run deeper into the forest." Ah Mo's anxious voice sounded in his mind.

"I want to, but this is a ruin left behind by the Boundless Sect, and there are still some Formations and restrictions inside. Changes have occurred in the past ten thousand years, so there's no chance of survival if we go in. Also, this is the only exit I know of," Zi Chen said helplessly.

"What? Restrictions and formations?"

On the Taiji diagram, a light flashed and Ah Mo's figure appeared. It was an illusory figure without a physical body.

"Yeah, it's very dangerous. Even the Flying Tigers have to be careful." Zi Chen nodded.

"That's great. Let's go in quickly." Ah Mo was surprised.

"You're crazy. You will definitely die if you go in." Zi Chen's expression changed.

"Don't worry, I won't harm you. Hurry up and go, or you will die sooner or later." Ah Mo urged.

"Fine, I'll do it." Zi Chen gritted his teeth and left the safe path, charging into the forest.

"Kid, you're crazy. You would rather kill yourself than leave the inheritance behind." The two Flying Tigers' expressions changed. They sped up and charged at Zi Chen.