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"I admit defeat, I admit defeat..." Lin Wanfeng muttered in terror at Wang Yi's feet, his eyes filled with fear.
"I will trample you underfoot," Wang Yi said coldly, looking at Lin Wanfeng.
"Victory goes to Kaiyang Sect."
Wang Yi snorted coldly and turned to leave the stage.
An elder from Wen Cang Sect immediately flew onto the stage to help the frightened Lin Wanfeng up, who still dared not look at Wang Yi even once.
"Yun Zhangmen, it seems that this round of competition between the two sects has been won by my Kaiyang Sect. Please forgive us, Yun Zhangmen," Liu Bei said as he stood and cupped his hands.
"Liu Zongzhu is too polite. It is commendable that Kaiyang Sect has such talented disciples," Yunhe replied with a smile, as if nothing had just happened.
The other heads of families then congratulated Kaiyang Sect in unison, and Liu Bei responded one by one.
"Thus, this round of competition between the two sects comes to an end. This time, Kaiyang Sect has emerged victorious. The two sects have agreed that the Yuan Stone mine at the border will still be managed by Kaiyang Sect," Yunhe nodded and smiled.
"Yun Zhangmen's broad-mindedness is something Liu Bei cannot match. Thank you very much," Liu Bei said with a beaming smile as he cupped his hands.
This round of competition between the two sects thus concluded.
Each family dispersed, and Liu Bei led Wang Yi and others to board the Three-Legged Eagle, heading towards Kaiyang Sect.
Yunhe clenched his fist, crushing the wooden chair into pieces, his face darkened as he said, "Damn it, what happened to Lin Wanfeng?"
"Master, Lin Shizhi still hasn't awakened. His injuries are severe, with a broken nasal bone. It will be quite difficult for him to recover in a short time," Elder Zhao said respectfully.
"Hmph, do your utmost to treat his injuries. As for this grudge, let him deal with it himself in the future," Yunhe snorted coldly.
"Master, this... it seems Lin Shizhi will have a hard time advancing again in the future," Elder Zhao cautiously glanced at the furious Yunhe and said.
"Why?" Yunhe asked.
"I see that Lin Shizhi has lost all will. Wang Yi has already extinguished Lin Shizhi's spirit. It will be extremely difficult for him to advance in cultivation again. Even if he manages to recover, just seeing Wang Yi and recalling today's events may cause his spirit to shatter once more," Elder Zhao said carefully.
The elders of Wen Cang Sect were momentarily stunned, then their faces filled with shock. Every martial artist has their own will, which is the determination on their path of martial arts. Now that Lin Wanfeng's determination has been extinguished, how can he talk about cultivation? He may very well become a useless person in the future.
"Hmph, the path of martial arts is fraught with difficulties. Without a strong heart, how can one be a strong warrior like He Cheng?" Yunhe said with a darkened expression, waving his hand. "For now, treat him well. If he can't even face this failure, then let him become a Waste."
Half a month later.
Kaiyang Sect.
Inside a room.
Wang Yi sat cross-legged on the bed, his expression blank. After the battle with Lin Wanfeng, he had reached the peak of the fifth level. Upon returning, he gained some insights and broke through to the Sixfold. Half a month had passed, and he was only a step away from Sevenfold, so he sought to break through at this moment.
Around him lay dozens of Medium-Grade Origin Stones.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Faint sounds of breaking echoed in the silent room as the Yuan Stones cracked like porcelain, forming spiderweb-like fissures all over. The cracks were densely packed with lines, transforming into strands of pure Vital Energy, flowing into Wang Yi's body through his pores.
"Hu." Wang Yi gently exhaled, and immediately felt a surge of immense Vital Energy rushing into his body, filling every inch of his skin, flesh, and bone marrow.
A few wisps of white smoke rose from the top of Wang Yi's head, like ethereal clouds.
Seventh Layer of Yuan Realm.
The overwhelming Vital Energy was instantly refined by Wang Yi, combined with the Primordial Energy he had just condensed, allowing him to break through to the Seventh Layer of Yuan Realm in one go.
Wang Yi slowly opened his eyes, his gaze radiant, sparkling like two bolts of lightning.
At that moment, Lin Chao rushed in anxiously.
"Wang Yi, something's wrong! Niu Meng is in trouble!" Lin Chao exclaimed, his face filled with shock.
"What happened?" Upon hearing that Niu Meng was in trouble, Wang Yi's heart sank as he jumped out of bed and hurriedly asked. He noticed Lin Chao's face was bruised and two of his front teeth were missing. "What happened to you?"
"Yesterday, I went with Niu Meng and a few senior brothers to the Cloud Mist Mountain Range for training. We unexpectedly encountered Zhao Shanyu and Zhou Yu. Zhao Shanyu mocked Niu Meng, and Niu Meng couldn't take it anymore and fought back. As a result, Niu Meng was hit by Toad Venom," Lin Chao said urgently. "The toxicity of Toad Venom is severe; those affected immediately fall into a coma. If the antidote isn't found within seven days, they will undoubtedly die."
"Quick, take me to see Niu Meng." Hearing the words "Toad Venom," Wang Yi's expression changed slightly as he spoke urgently. Toad Venom, as the name suggests, is a poison made from toads. There was once a skilled poisoner who used Toad Venom to kill several Profound Realm Warriors who had offended him. It is rumored that even Breakthrough Experts cannot fully resist it; its toxicity is terrifying.
Before long, Wang Yi and Lin Chao arrived at the room where Niu Meng was located. Elder Zhou Deyu was sitting by the bed treating him.
"Elder Zhou, how is Niu Meng?" Chu Yixuan asked anxiously.
"The toxicity of Toad Venom is deadly; even I would have no way out if I were poisoned," Zhou Deyu said as he stood up and shook his head.
Wang Yi looked over and saw that Niu Meng's face was as pale as paper, his lips blackened, and his breath extremely weak. He suddenly knelt before Zhou Deyu with sincerity in his voice. "Master, please save Niu Meng. I beg you."
Not long after, Wang Yi's forehead was bleeding.
"Get up first. If you want to save Niu Meng, you must find the Bitter Toad within six hours in the Cloud Mist Mountain Range and collect its saliva. Only then will there be a glimmer of hope for Niu Meng," Zhou Deyu said with a serious expression.
Before his words fell, Wang Yi rushed out the door without looking back, heading straight for the Cloud Mist Mountain Range.
At the foot of the mountain, a man in black saw Wang Yi riding away and whistled. Soon, a bird flew over, and he placed a note into the bamboo tube on the bird's right leg. The bird took off and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Cloud Mist Mountain Range.
Wang Yi moved quickly through the forest, exuding an unmatched killing intent. Within a radius of three hundred meters, the beasts sensed this aura of death and were instantly terrified, scurrying away like rats fleeing from a cat, causing chaos throughout the Cloud Mist Mountain Range.
In a cluster of dense woods within the Cloud Mist Mountain Range, two young noblemen were discussing something.
One was tall and strikingly handsome but had sunken eyes and a pale complexion like paper. His gaze was cold, faintly radiating a hint of murderous intent.
The other was tall and well-built, dressed in well-tailored yellow clothing with a jade disc at his waist. He also had an extraordinary appearance, with a trace of coldness flickering at the corner of his mouth and bright eyes staring straight into the sky.
Behind them stood dozens of Black-Clad Warriors, all strong and robust, wielding swords and knives, exuding a palpable aura of killing intent. It was clear that these individuals were seasoned fighters.
"Brother Zhao, do you really think Wang Yi will come looking for the Bitter Toad?" The Yellow-Clad Youth's voice was low, like a dark cloud pressing down on everyone's hearts.
"Brother Zhou, rest assured. Wang Yi is loyal and righteous; he is as close as brothers with Niu Meng. Now that Niu Meng is poisoned by Toad Venom and his life hangs by a thread, he will definitely come to find the Bitter Toad," Zhou Yu replied coldly.
Suddenly, a clear bird call echoed through the clouds as a bird flew toward them.
A figure in black whistled a sound resembling a bird's chirp, and the bird immediately perched on the latter's hand. The figure retrieved a note from beneath Birds and respectfully handed it to Zhao Shanyu.
"He has already arrived," Zhao Shanyu said with a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth.
"Hmph, I didn't intend to bring him to his end, but this person has repeatedly thwarted my plans, which is truly detestable," Zhou Yu said coldly.
"Then Brother Zhou, what do you think we should do now?" Zhao Shanyu asked in a cold tone.
"There's no rush. Wang Yi possesses the strength of Yuanjing Fivefold, which is not inferior to that of a Yuanjing Eighth Layer warrior. If we were to kill him now, it would be difficult," Zhou Yu waved his hand. "That Bitter Toad is a Third-Grade Monster, hard to eliminate. We can first observe a conflict between the clam and the snipe, and wait until he is exhausted before striking."
"Brother Zhou's plan is excellent," Zhao Shanyu smiled.
"The good show is about to begin," Zhou Yu said coldly...
After a stick of incense's time, Wang Yi had entered the depths of the Cloud Mist Mountain Range. Here, Third-Grade Monsters roamed freely, fierce and terrifying, but in the hands of Wang Yi, a warrior at the Seventh Layer of Yuan Realm, they could not withstand even a single strike.
Before long, his Azure Flow Sword was stained with blood.
Some Third-Grade Monsters, seeing the murderous aura emanating from Wang Yi, hurriedly avoided him. The instinct of these beasts told them that this Killer God was not to be trifled with.
Although Wang Yi relied on his overwhelming strength to deter the prying eyes of the Third-Grade Monsters, reducing some trouble, it was still difficult for him to find them due to the vast area they occupied in the expansive Cloud Mist Mountain Range. Alone, he struggled to locate them.
One passed!
Two passed!
Three passed!
In the blink of an eye, three hours had passed. Wang Yi was tirelessly searching through the Cloud Mist Mountain Range, and with only four hours left, his heart grew increasingly anxious and restless.
Four passed!
Five passed!
Six passed!
After six hours, Wang Yi had nearly traversed the area where Third-Grade Monsters were active. His frustration had reached its peak; he hadn't slept for six nights, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if they were congested. Niu Meng was the only friend he had in this world, and he could not die. At that moment, he was heading toward the last patch of wet jungle.
At this time, the sun was setting, and dusk had arrived. There were only a little over two hours left until the seventh hour; every minute and second could not be wasted.
Thorns were everywhere, and the ground was strewn with stones, making the path difficult to navigate. Wang Yi took out the Azure Flow Sword to clear the way, moving smoothly.
Looking up, a swamp appeared before him.
Quack, quack, quack!
Just as Wang Yi was feeling downcast, a sudden chorus of croaking reached his ears.
Wang Yi immediately felt invigorated, as if he had been injected with adrenaline. He sprang into action, using the You Li Body Technique to transform into a shadow. In the next moment, he appeared in a swampy area, searching for the source of the croaking sound. There, he saw a completely black creature resembling a frog squatting in a pool of water, croaking incessantly. It was about one square meter in size, with wrinkled and terrifying skin covered in countless dark green spots.
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