Pill God Returns

Wang Meng shouted. This Nether Soul Vine was extremely powerful. It was equivalent to a True Martial Stage warrior, and he was only an Eighth Empyrean of Spirit Sea Stage warrior. There was still a big gap between him and a True Martial Stage warrior. In the face of such a terrifying existence, he had no choice but to take it seriously.    

With an angry shout, a dazzling light rushed out and turned into a Halberd. As soon as this Halberd appeared, the surrounding space began to tremble violently. An indescribably sharp Qi erupted and shattered everything.    

"Mid-grade Numinous Treasure."    

Looking at Wang Meng's Halberd, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. This Halberd seemed to be filled with power. If it was used, no one knew how terrifying its destructive power would be.    

"Break for me."    

Holding the Halberd, Wang Meng struck out with his halberd. A powerful force was unleashed along with the halberd, it could pulverize everything in the world.    

However, this time, he wasn't facing a Spirit Sea Stage warrior. Instead, he was facing a powerful Fourth-rank Yin Soul Vine. This huge vine pillar was extremely hard. It was as hard as steel, indestructible, even for someone as strong as Wang Meng and his mid-grade Numinous Treasure. However, it didn't pierce through.    

"Damn it!"    

Wang Meng raged. He had never thought that the Fourth-rank Yin Soul Vine would react so quickly. Powerful vines wrapped around him and entangled him.    

"Damned brat! Once I break free, I'll definitely kill you!"    

Wang Meng shifted all the blame onto Liu Chen. If it wasn't for this man stopping him, he would have left this place a long time ago.    

"Don't even think about trapping me!"    

Wang Meng shouted loudly. A powerful force erupted like a volcanic eruption. The terrifying force shook the entire rattan net, as if it couldn't be trapped anymore.    

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on him. To be precise, they were staring at the Storage Ring in his hand. There was something that they needed inside - the Ghost Fruit.    

"Damn it!"    

Wang Meng exerted all the energy in his body, trying to break free from the restraints of the Nether Soul Vine. However, the vine net of the Nether Soul Vine had trapped him tightly, making it difficult for him to escape. There was nothing he could do about it.    

However, the worst thing was still coming. Just as he was struggling violently and trying to break free from the restraints of the Fourth-rank Yin Soul Vine, a huge force suddenly attacked him. A terrifying force was applied to his right hand.    

"This is bad."    

Wang Meng shouted. He forcefully pulled his right hand back. As expert at the Eighth Empyrean of Spirit Sea Stage, his strength was also extraordinary. He quickly pulled his right hand back.    

However, before he could rejoice, the Storage Ring in his hand suddenly flew up. Only then did Wang Meng realize that his opponent's target had always been his Storage Ring, the Ghost Fruit in his Storage Ring.    

"Hahaha, the Ghost Fruit is mine now."    

One of them laughed loudly. He grabbed the Storage Ring and ran away before he could take a closer look.    

"Pan Yue, hurry up and hand over the Ghost Fruit, I'll spare your life!"    

Seeing the Storage Ring fly out, everyone went crazy. The scene was once again in chaos.    

"You want the Ghost Fruit? Dream on!"    

Pan Yue laughed loudly. He struck out with the mid-grade Numinous Treasure in his hand. A terrifying force swept down like a storm.    

"Not good, retreat!"    

Everyone hastily retreated, not daring to confront Pan Yue head on. This Pan Yue was expert at the Seventh Empyrean of Spirit Sea Stage, and his strength was extremely formidable. He was not an existence that an ordinary person could contend against.    

Of course, there were some people who were excluded, and that was the equations. They urged their strength and rushed forward, vowing to snatch the Ghost Fruit.    

"Hateful, he can be killed."    

Wang Meng was furious. These people were really daring. They even dared to steal his Storage Ring. They were not putting him in their eyes.    

The Fourth-rank Yin Soul Vine was just as furious as him. It took great effort for it to trap Wang Meng and prevent him from taking the Ghost Fruit away. But unexpectedly, someone else had taken advantage of it and snatched the Ghost Fruit away. This was truly detestable.    

In mid-air, Pan Yue was fleeing frantically with the Storage Ring. He didn't dare to stay for even a second. His heart was incomparably happy. This time, not only did he seize the Ghost Fruit, he also snatched Wang Meng's Storage Ring. As for Wang Meng, he was expert at the Eighth Empyrean of Spirit Sea Stage. There must be a lot of treasures in his Storage Ring. This operation was really a harvest for both parties.    

However, right at this moment, a shocking blade energy swept towards him, causing him to shiver.    

Pan Yue raised his head and saw a person who had unknowingly rushed out and blocked his path. However, when he saw the exact cultivation base of the person, he burst out laughing, his eyes filled with disdain.    

"Hahaha! A mere Fourth Empyrean of Spirit Sea Stage brat dares to block my path? He's courting death!" Pan Yue burst into laughter.    

Wu Chen ignored him. He held the Dragonslaying Knife in his hand and slashed out with his blade. The sharp edge of the blade was aimed straight at Pan Yue.    

Pan Yue laughed loudly and said, "Fine, since you want to die, then I'll fulfill your wish."    

Immediately after, he raised his hand and struck out with his palm. Although the strength of this palm was not strong, * Hong Long...... * With this palm strike, this brat would surely be finished.    

However, contrary to his expectation, Wu Chen's blade slashed out. A terrifying blade light rushed forward and shattered his palm energy.    

"What's going on? The strength of this man?"    

Looking at his palm energy being shattered by Wu Chen's blade, Pan Yue's facial expression changed dramatically. Although his palm energy wasn't strong, he wanted to defeat a Fourth Empyrean of Spirit Sea Stage warrior. But now, he realized that the truth wasn't what he thought. Wu Chen wasn't crushed, but his palm force was crushed instead.    

"Xuanyuan Chopping Arts."    

Right at this moment, Wu Chen's blade lit up once again. A sharp blade light carrying the power to destroy everything was slashed at him.    

Pan Yue's facial expression changed dramatically. Now, he finally realized that Wu Chen wasn't an ordinary Fourth Empyrean of Spirit Sea Stage warrior. His opponent's strength was far beyond his imagination.    

He quickly gathered all of his strength. A terrifying force rushed out, shaking the space and shattering everything.    

However, it was already too late for him to attack with all of his strength. Wu Chen slashed out with his saber, and the terrifying saber light instantly shattered the defensive barrier of his Spiritual Energy. Powerful blade energy violently erupted like a huge black hole. It swallowed him whole.    

"AH!"    

Pan Yue let out a miserable shriek. His body was directly chopped into pieces by the blade. Even until the moment before his death, he still couldn't believe that he would actually die in Wu Chen's hands.