CHAPTER 72: CHAPTER 72: KILL THEM ALL! THIRD-TIER SPIRITUAL OBJECT APPEARS!

Puff!

Blood splattered.

In mid-air, an arm flew high, shredded by the sword qi lingering around, and instantly turned into a mist of blood.

The sallow-faced cultivator ignored the pain of his severed arm and retreated rapidly.

His face twisted, eyes filled with both terror and venom.

At the same time, he made a ruthless vow in his heart.

After today, I must expose everything you gained here to the public.

Even if I can’t do anything to you, I will make sure you don’t have it easy!

Buzz!

Yet right at that moment, the sallow-faced cultivator suddenly felt a sharp pain in his sea of consciousness.

In an instant, he saw stars before his eyes, and even his magical power became difficult to sustain.

How... How could this be?

Terror and confusion filled the sallow-faced cultivator’s heart.

Could it be that person has mastered some kind of divine sense...

Swish!

Before he could delve further into his thoughts, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

The world spun around him.

A headless body was seen rapidly falling from mid-air.

Ji Haoyuan calmly retrieved the storage bags from the sallow-faced and horse-faced cultivators.

He glanced in the direction where two people had decisively fled when he killed the horse-faced cultivator, eyes slightly narrowed, then turned his gaze to the remaining few people in the area.

It was clear they didn’t want to escape, but simply couldn’t.

They were all firmly entangled by Liu Hongyu, Feng Wanqing, and Qiu Zeyuan.

At this moment, they too noticed Ji Haoyuan’s gaze, each showing great fear.

One female cultivator with wheat-colored skin and an explosive figure immediately shouted:

"Fellow Daoist, forgive us! Fellow Daoist, forgive us!

We were truly compelled to do so by Qian Shan and Hua Yang’s sound transmission orders. We hope fellow Daoist can be lenient.

Afterwards, we are willing to serve you willingly, no matter what!"

As she spoke, the female cultivator deliberately revealed a large patch of flesh.

Her expression was full of flattery.

Liu Hongyu, Feng Wanqing, and Qiu Zeyuan all awaited Ji Haoyuan’s decision.

Clearly, through their experiences, Ji Haoyuan had already established significant authority among them.

Everyone was willing to comply with his opinions.

Ji Haoyuan’s eyes paused briefly on the female cultivator and the others.

Soon, a trace of ruthlessness appeared on his face, and he mercilessly said:

"Kill them all!"

As he finished speaking, a spear engulfed in layers of flames thrust towards the female cultivator!

"What?"

The female cultivator and others were greatly shocked.

They never expected their opponent to be so ruthless and decisive.

Giving them no chance of survival.

It was a natural course of events.

In the battle among cultivators, there simply wasn’t room for kindness.

Especially in this environment, keeping unstable factors around would only add difficulty to the treasure hunt.

Even if the other party was willing to allow him to plant restraints, Ji Haoyuan was not willing to take that risk.

Boom!

In a mere moment, the female cultivator and the others all fell by the hands of Ji Haoyuan’s group.

After collecting the fallen storage bags, Ji Haoyuan’s team didn’t stay, and quickly headed deeper into the area.

Not daring to slow down in the slightest.

They all realized a fact at this moment.

In a place with a third-level restriction, there must be more than what they had just acquired.

As anticipated.

After traversing several areas and collecting some items, a surge of giant spirit light suddenly erupted not far to their east.

The spirit light was blue and red all over.

A vague silhouette of a firebird and an ice sculpture emerged in it.

Most importantly, in that spirit light, they detected an aura entirely different from a second-tier spiritual object.

"Could that be...

A third-tier spiritual object!"

With Feng Wanqing’s words, everyone present, including Ji Haoyuan, was shocked.

A third-tier spiritual object, to these Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, its significance was beyond anyone’s understanding.

"Let’s go!"

In this moment, Ji Haoyuan’s group kept nothing back and fully charged toward the blue and red spirit light.

They have spent a considerable amount of time in the medicine garden.

Ji Haoyuan and his group sensed.

Without a doubt, many people from the outside had probably entered the medicine garden by now.

This meant that the competition for the third-tier spiritual object would likely be even more intense than before, perhaps beyond their imagination.

Most importantly, in the western region of the Hongduan Mountain Range, there were not just these Foundation Establishment cultivators.

If the commotion here attracts the attention of those Golden Core True Men...

And leads them to personally intervene, then there would truly be nothing left for them.

So.

They had to move fast, faster, the fastest!

Swoosh!

Finally.

After a short time, Ji Haoyuan’s group reached their destination first.

Whoosh——

At the same time, a Vermilion Fruit, blue and red all over, seemed to have completed its final transformation.

Instantaneously, it released a strange fragrance.

Just by smelling this fragrance, Ji Haoyuan’s group felt their magical power mysteriously energize.

Along with their divine souls, they experienced an indescribable refreshing sensation.

This was actually a spiritual object beneficial to a cultivator’s divine soul!

Realizing this, Ji Haoyuan didn’t dare hesitate and instantly turned into a stream of light toward the blue and red Vermilion Fruit.

To seize it.

Swish!

Yet at this moment, a deep and dark spear glow suddenly appeared in Ji Haoyuan’s divine sense.

The spear glow seemed to carry extreme negative emotions, accompanied by black flames capable of corroding everything.

In just a flash, Ji Haoyuan recognized the identity of the attacker.

"Courting death!"

His eyes flashed fiercely.

The next moment, a spear glow sharper, more domineering, and hotter than the black spear glow suddenly shot from Ji Haoyuan’s side.

Clang!

The surrounding light seemed to distort.

Qiu Zeyuan and others saw crimson and black trails weaving, stretching in the air.

Their eyes faintly felt a burning illusion.

Finally.

A soft pop was heard in the air.

The winding black threads shattered abruptly.

At that moment, Ji Haoyuan arrived before the blue and red Vermilion Fruit.

He reached out and grabbed.

Buzz!

The blue and red Vermilion Fruit went into a jade box he had prepared beforehand.

With another flip of his hand, the jade box containing the blue and red Vermilion Fruit disappeared.