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"I don't mind telling you guys. This fruit is called the Soul Divergence Fruit, along with Spirit Concentrating Grass, Spirit Accumulation Grass, and other pills that can be used to refine the soul. At the same time, it can also revive the soul of a person who died but has a preserved body." After Wang Hao finished speaking, he looked at the others and continued, "I've said what I need to say. Everyone, how do you plan to not be courteous to me?" Since he had the intention to kill them, Wang Hao would not be courteous to these people.

He was an apothecary, and a grandmaster of pills at that. Furthermore, he had a newly established sect behind him that needed a lot of resources to support his cultivation. Thus, Wang Hao didn't have the mood to waste time with Yang Yong and the other cultivators. He directly rushed into the medicine garden and began madly collecting elixirs inside the Blood God Ring.

When Yang Yong and the others saw that not only was Wang Hao not afraid of handing over the Soul Leaving Fruit, but instead went to the medicine garden to pick spiritual medicine, although they did not know why Wang Hao was so confident, in this place, even if it was the core disciples of some super sects, they had to stay. Moreover, no matter how powerful the sects were, he was the only one here. Thinking of this, Xiao Ao gave the two Yang Yong and Zhou Li a meaningful look, then took out his flying sword and pointed it straight at Wang Hao's head.

"Bang!" A loud sound came from afar, followed by a figure rushing out from the far distance, drawing an arc in the air and landing not far away from Yang Yong and the other two. Yang Yong opened his mouth as he looked at Wang Hao, and realized that he could turn around to look at Xiao Ao who was flying backwards.

None of them had expected that Wang Hao, who was undoubtedly dead in their eyes, would actually be able to easily send Xiao Ao flying. Xiao Tuo was at the middle level of the Nascent Soul Stage. Could it be that this Long Ting was not at the late stage of the Nascent Soul Stage but was an expert who was hiding his cultivation? Otherwise, how could he have beaten Xiao Tuo so badly that he vomited blood in one fell swoop?

Thinking about this, Yang Yong hurriedly came in front of Wang Hao, cupped his fist and bowed as he said, "Junior has offended senior a lot, and I hope senior will let us off on account of bringing you here. We will leave everything to senior, although senior will not be able to use it, but we can also use it as a disciple." After speaking, he stood not far from Wang Hao, trembling in fear. The corners of his eyes twitched from time to time as he watched Wang Hao collect elixirs. He regretted it. If it wasn't for his insatiable greed, this senior might still have kept some for himself. But now, it was impossible. He didn't even know if he would have been able to keep his life.

After a while, seeing that Wang Hao still hadn't made any movements, Yang Yong signalled to the monk who was standing behind him to come to his senses, and to Xiao Ao who was barely able to stand up and heal his wounds.

It was obvious that Wang Hao was also a constantly changing person. When he had taken out his spirit treasure, Wang Hao already knew that these people were going to fight to the death with him.

Just now, Wang Hao's attack towards Xiao Ao also released eighty percent of his strength. His goal was to intimidate the other two people. The three Nascent Soul stage cultivators attacked at the same time. Wang Hao didn't even think about it. With a thought, the Shen Nong Cauldron appeared. The Shen Nong Cauldron was currently protecting Wang Hao as he brought out the flying sword that the burly man gave him. Wang Hao couldn't see the rank of this sword, but it was clearly higher than a top grade spiritual weapon. In order to remember his first refining flying sword, Wang Hao named it "Jiu Xiao". At the same time, he used "Returning Wind" to attack the three of them.

This was the ruins of a place with no outsiders. Moreover, they were facing an extremely dangerous force from three people. Therefore, Wang Hao never thought of holding back.

When Wang Hao had just finished his attack, the attacks of Yang Yong and the other two had already arrived in front of him. He activated the Shen Nong Cauldron to block the attacks of the three men. However, his cultivation was limited and he was unable to completely activate the defenses of the cauldron. Although he blocked a large portion of the attack, a portion of it still hit Wang Hao's body.

Wang Hao took a dozen steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale as he leaned on the Ninth Heaven. At this moment, Yang Yong was half-kneeling on the ground, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood. The Comprehension Monk's face was like a golden paper, leaning on a staff type Totem, all of them were like beggars on the roadside, their clothes were completely torn apart. Xiao Ao's Dantian, which was previously injured by Wang Hao, was pierced by the sword qi, and he was clearly unable to live.

When the Yang Yong duo saw Wang Hao stuff a pill into his mouth, they didn't expect that their three full-powered attacks were easily blocked by Wang Hao. He had only received a few injuries. However, before they could attack again, Wang Hao's' Nine Clouds' had already been chopped out. The sky filled with sword rain, completely engulfing the two of them.

The two of them instantly panicked and sent all of their true essence to attack Wang Hao. They wanted to take advantage of Wang Hao's defense to escape, but the powerful true essence caused a burst of astral energy to collide with Wang Hao's sword light, creating the sound of metal clashing.

A moment later, Wang Hao picked up the three storage bags, two flying swords, and a stick that fell to the ground. At this moment, his own body had more than ten wounds and his face was even paler than before.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Wang Hao scattered a few array flags around a relatively quiet corner not far from the medicine garden. After all, one couldn't be careless in this valley, and there might be something else guarding the place. Not to mention, even Xiao Otto hadn't seen Wang Hao, the demon beast king, so Wang Hao didn't want to be in the belly of a demon beast. After arranging everything, Wang Hao entered the phoenix ring and sat down cross-legged on the chaos nerves to recover his injuries.

Nightfall slowly descended upon the medicinal field. A gentle breeze blew the medicinal fragrance of the medicinal herbs, and time slowly passed by …

Looking at the few remaining herbs in the medicine garden, a smile appeared on Wang Hao's face. He placed the remaining mature herbs into his own ring, and began to survey the environment here. His spiritual sense swept the entire medicine garden, but he could not find even half a shadow of a demon beast. At this moment, a loud shout startled Wang Hao.

Because Wang Hao had never seen any demonic cultivator in the cultivation world before, he was unable to give a proper definition of this huge black bear's cultivation level. It was roughly the same as a human cultivator in the late stage of Body Transformation, and the aura emitted from its body brought a light pressure to Wang Hao. The combat strength of demon beasts of the same level was much stronger than cultivators of the same level, let alone a big bear with rough skin and thick flesh. Wang Hao was now thinking of a way to escape and not to stay and fight to the death.

Looking at the approaching black bear, Wang Hao suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. He couldn't remember where he had seen it before. At this moment, the big black bear had already arrived less than twenty feet away from Wang Hao. It curiously sized him up, its eyes still carrying excitement. Yes, excitement, as if it had seen its long-lost kin.

A big black bear that can express itself? Wang Hao suddenly thought of something and looked excitedly at the big black bear.