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Wang Yi's complexion changed slightly; this kind of roar sounded exceptionally familiar, having been heard many times before. Clearly, there was a venomous snake in the Thicket of Thorns.
Wang Yi raised his head and looked into the distance, faintly seeing a Black Python thrashing about several dozen feet away. "Hmm," he exclaimed, noticing a white figure leaping amidst the Black Python, with a sword in hand making swift sounds, the sword light flickering like a flowing ribbon.
"Jin Shixiong," Wang Yi exclaimed as he recognized the white figure.
This person in white was Jin Qinghan, who was currently engaged in battle with a Black Python that was over ten meters long and as thick as a water barrel, covered in black scales.
"Whoosh."
A beam of white sword light burst forth from the Remaining Cloud Sword, striking the Black Python. A hint of coldness crossed Jin Qinghan's face as the Remaining Cloud Sword spiraled around the snake's body. With a tearing sound, sparks flew as several pieces of black scales were sliced off, blood splattering everywhere. The Black Python, in pain, let out a roar, and its massive tail curled up like a giant pillar, crashing down towards Jin Qinghan.
Jin Qinghan's expression changed slightly. With a flick of his wrist, he raised the Remaining Cloud Sword from below. The cold sword energy surged forth like a startled rainbow, piercing through the snake's tail without any obstruction. Blood gushed out like a fountain, drenching him in warmth.
"Roar." The Black Python, in agony, had blood-red eyes that seemed ready to spew fire. Its head twisted like a spiral, revealing sharp Venomous Fangs, lunging down towards Jin Qinghan's head with incredible speed, like a bolt of black lightning. At that moment, Jin Qinghan's Remaining Cloud Sword was still embedded in the snake's tail and had not yet been pulled out. Seeing this scene, his expression changed drastically.
In an instant of peril, just as things seemed dire, a voice suddenly called out from the air. A figure shot forward and landed a punch mercilessly into the python's eye socket. Accompanied by a shrill scream, the Black Python's right eye shattered instantly, blood spraying everywhere.
The python's head that was about to bite down on Jin Qinghan changed its trajectory under this heavy blow and fell to the right.
Jin Qinghan, quick-witted and agile, seized this opportunity without hesitation. He twisted his hand around the Remaining Cloud Sword, causing flesh and blood to fly. With a swift motion, he drew forth fresh blood from the python's tail and kicked against its body to propel himself backward. As he slashed with his sword, blood erupted from the python's neck; its head rolled away onto the ground while blood gushed from its neck, staining the earth red.
All of this happened in an instant—smooth and fluid without any delay.
"Wang Shidi, is that you?" Jin Qinghan glanced coldly at the python's corpse before looking up to see Wang Yi standing several meters away.
"Greetings, Jin Shixiong," Wang Yi replied.
Jin Qinghan nodded expressionlessly and cupped his hands in gratitude. "Thank you very much for your help just now, Wang Shidi. That moment was extremely perilous; although I was confident I could evade it, I would have certainly been injured."
"Jin Shixiong, you are too polite," Wang Yi waved his hand and smiled. "This place is rarely visited by people; it may be difficult to find a Wooden Plaque. We should leave early!"
"Alright." Jin Qinghan nodded.
Then, the two walked out of the Thorny Land and arrived at a forest.
"Wang Shidi, let's part ways here!" Jin Qinghan said.
"Alright, see you later." Wang Yi had no objections, knowing that Jin Qinghan preferred solitude, so he did not try to stop him.
At this time, it was noon, and the sun hung high in the sky like a giant fireball, casting a fiery glow that painted the clouds red and showered down on the Deep Forest, as if giving it a layer of red light.
More than three hours had already passed, and defeating Zhao Shanyu's side alone was not an easy task.
"Am I really going to give up?" Wang Yi clenched his fists and murmured.
"No, absolutely not. I, Wang Yi, will not concede like this. There is still half the time left; I still have a chance to win." A fierce look flashed across Wang Yi's face as he said, "It seems this is the only way now."
Wang Zhou twitched his beard while walking along the rugged mountain path, humming a tune and feeling extremely happy. In no time, he had found five Golden Wooden Plaques, four Silver Wooden Plaques, and seven Bronze Plaques, totaling eight thousand four hundred points. According to the reward rules, he could obtain seven bottles of Vitality Pills and also receive a Golden Radiance Pill. With this pill, it was not impossible for him to break through another level.
Thinking of this, Wang Zhou's joy increased even more, as if he were a lottery winner of five million. However, his smile quickly vanished when he saw a masked figure in black ahead of him. The gleam of mischief in the person's eyes made Wang Zhou feel uncomfortable. He scanned with his spiritual sense and felt his plump face tremble twice.
Wang Zhou smiled warmly and cupped his hands in greeting: "Zikai Yangzong disciple Wang Zhou. May I ask your esteemed name? What business do you have in stopping me?" Yet inside, he was extremely shocked; he could not see through this person's realm. He only sensed that this person's Soul Power and spiritual sense were more than twice as strong as his own. Calculating carefully, he thought: "This person is likely a Yuanjing Warrior. But why are they here blocking me?"
The figure in black sneered twice and said coldly: "I heard that your Kaiyang Sect disciples are undergoing Inner Sect promotions. I want to borrow your Wooden Plaque for a use; can you agree?" The voice was icy and devoid of emotion.
Upon hearing this, Wang Zhou was taken aback and exclaimed: "Ah! Senior, I'm afraid I can't make that decision. How about I take you to an elder instead? What do you think?" He cautiously glanced at the figure in black and thought to himself: "This person is suspicious and terrifyingly strong. But why does their voice sound so familiar? It seems I've heard it somewhere before. However, I don't know their temperament; if they are decisive in killing, I might end up in trouble today. I need to handle this carefully."
"Hmph! Do you think you can capture me by using someone else?" The figure in black coldly snorted and spoke with a voice as chilling as a winter wind: "Hand over all your tokens immediately; otherwise..."
The figure suddenly let out a cold snort that reached Wang Zhou's ears. His expression changed instantly; his bulky body began to tremble with fear as he nervously twitched his beard and said: "Y-yes, yes! Senior, please don't be angry; I'll take them out right away."
Seeing this, a glimmer of joy flashed in the black-clad man's eyes. However, he did not notice that at the moment Wang Zhou lowered his head, a hint of killing intent flickered in his slender eyes.
From time to time, Wang Zhou took out several Silver Wooden Plaques from his Storage Bag and said, "I only have this much on me, Senior. If you don't mind, please take it!"
The joy in the black-clad man's eyes vanished instantly, and he coldly snorted, "You aren't lying to me, are you?"
"No... no, Senior, please don't be angry. I truly only have this much. If you don't believe me, you can take a look at my Storage Bag," Wang Zhou immediately fell silent, his lips turning pale, resembling a frightened rabbit.
"Hmph, fine. I just want to take a look," the black-clad man said as he sighed and gestured for Wang Zhou to bring it over.
Wang Zhou nodded in agreement and respectfully approached with three Silver Wooden Plaques in hand.
The black-clad man reached out toward Wang Zhou's hand. At that moment, Wang Zhou's expression suddenly turned cold; he swiftly extended a hand like an eagle's claw toward the black-clad man's outstretched palm.
Unexpectedly, the black-clad man had already sensed something amiss and slapped down on Wang Zhou's sturdy claw. The two hands met with a sound like metal clashing, causing both to retreat simultaneously.
"Impudent! Do you dare to deceive me?" the black-clad man said coldly.
"Hmph, you're the one being impudent! Who are you to dare offend the Kaiyang Sect?" Wang Zhou smirked coldly, feeling delighted. It seemed his guess was correct; this person was merely a facade with a cultivation level equal to his own—both were warriors of the first level of the Earth Spirit Realm.
Thinking of this, Wang Zhou sneered twice and said, "If you honestly confess, I might let you go. But if you don't speak the truth, this place will be your burial ground."
"Arrogant! I want to see how you intend to make this my burial ground," the black-clad man scoffed. With that, he extended his large hand toward Wang Zhou, pressing down on his chest like a mountain.
"Hmph, overestimating yourself! It seems I need to show you some colors," Wang Zhou disregarded the black-clad man's palm and threw a punch. The air erupted with a whistling sound as it tore through the atmosphere sharply and unpleasantly.
With a loud bang, their fists met, producing a sound akin to metal clashing. The resulting Sonic Wave rolled forth, shaking the surrounding air apart.
Wang Zhou's expression changed as he felt that he was not striking a palm, but rather hitting a piece of iron, incredibly hard, causing his fist to go numb.
A hint of mockery flashed in the eyes of the man in black, making Wang Zhou's heart sink. He quickly transformed his fist into an open palm and executed the Pushing Cloud Palm, striking towards the man in black. The force of his palm was fierce, causing the latter's clothes to flutter and make a loud noise.
The man in black snorted coldly, suddenly changing his palm technique. A fierce surge of energy erupted from his palm, shattering the air with a deafening sound. Wang Zhou let out a muffled groan and was sent flying backward.
"Wang... Wang Yi." A trace of fear flickered in Wang Zhou's eyes as he pointed at the man in black, letting out a muffled grunt, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"Wang Yi? I have never heard that name before." The handsome face beneath the black clothing revealed a bitter smile. He did not expect that despite his disguise, Wang Zhou would still recognize him. Indeed, the man in black was none other than Wang Yi in disguise. In order to defeat Zhao Shanyu, he had to take risks and use this method to obtain more Wooden Plaques.
The first person he thought of to rob was Wang Zhou. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have been imprisoned for no reason; this would serve as compensation!
"Wang Yi, don't deny it. Are you brave enough to take off your veil?" Wang Zhou's baby face turned purple with anger, his slender eyes filled with fury as if they were about to spit fire.
"Hmph, hand it over!" Wang Yi snorted coldly and snatched the Storage Bag from Wang Zhou's waist.
"What are you doing?" Wang Zhou's expression changed as he shouted.
"Nothing much. I saw that you found so many tokens; I feared you might lose them. Wouldn't it be a pity? Why not give them to me? I'll keep them safe for you," Wang Yi said with a smile. Then he took out five Golden Wooden Plaques, one Silver Wooden Plaque, and seven Bronze Plaques from the Storage Bag.
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