1345: C1345 Divine Medicine

C1345 Divine Medicine

"This is... a ninth-grade spiritual herb, the Purple Flame Lotus!"

Zhou Yan's eyes sparkled as he revealed an excited expression. He could not help but swallow his saliva as his entire body trembled in excitement.

Spiritual herbs were divided into three grades: Low-level, Intermediate, and Advanced.

Among them, Low-level Spiritual Grass only had normal medicinal effects and was only suitable for those in the Body Tempering Realm. Middle-level Spiritual Grass had many effects such as healing injuries, increasing Mental Strength, strengthening the bones, and so on. Advanced-level Spiritual Grass, on the other hand, contained all kinds of spirituality and helped cultivators comprehend.

"This Purple Flame Lotus is very old, at least several hundred years old. It's priceless and hard to find."

Looking at the purple flame lotus in the spiritual field, Zhou Yan's eyes lit up. He was filled with anticipation and could not wait to pick it.

Buzz!

Suddenly, waves of terrifying pressure filled the air around the spiritual field. It was as if thousands of mountains were crushing down, making it hard for people to breathe.

In an instant, the branches and leaves of the trees on the nearby walls broke, and debris flew everywhere.

"What the hell is that?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Zhou Yan opened his eyes wide, feeling great danger. His hair stood on end, as if he was being stared at by a wild beast. His entire body was cold and completely stiff, unable to move. He could only wait for death to arrive.

Suddenly, a ball of gray mist gushed out and instantly condensed into a blurry figure. It was hideous and ugly as it opened its mouth and roared non-stop.

This was a ghost!

"Ghost..."

Zhou Yan was so scared that his face turned ashen. His body trembled violently, and even his soul was trembling. He was terrified to the extreme, and even the depths of his soul were filled with fear.

"What a terrifying aura..."

"Where did those ancient people come from? Even after they died, they still left behind a remnant soul to protect the cemetery!?"

"As expected of the spirits of our ancestors. Even after a thousand years, they're still so terrifying."

Seeing this scene, the tomb robbers all woke up and trembled in fear, not daring to do anything.

After all, the origin of the gray mist was too weird.

"Dammit, don't forget who brought you in...."

After a long while, Zhou Yan came out of his state of fear. His eyes rolled around as he shouted at the group of tomb robbers.

Zhou Yan knew that he had caused a huge disaster and could not escape his fate. However, he was not willing to sit and wait for his death.

Only by using the power behind him would he have a chance of survival.

"Zhou Yan, I will report everything that happened here as it is."

Seeing that, the other tomb robbers did not stop and quickly followed.

It was obvious that the origin of the gray fog was extraordinary, and they did not dare to act rashly.

"At least you know what's good for you..."

Seeing this, Zhou Yan heaved a sigh of relief. He glanced at the Spiritual medicine on the hill, sighed, turned around, and sped away.

"This trip can be considered a waste of time."

As he left, Zhou Yan sighed in his heart. However, he did not dare to stay any longer in case he was chased down.

To him, he did not gain much from this tomb exploration. Instead, he had offended Qin Haoran, causing the Qin family to take revenge and cause trouble.

However, at least he had obtained some Spiritual medicine that could barely make up for his losses.

...

The forest was quiet, empty, and lonely. There was no sign of life.

Along the way, Zhou Yan's mind raced as he thought about the future. The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. It was as if he had fallen into an icehouse as his entire body turned cold.

This time, Zhou Yan had snuck in alone. If he fell into Qin Haoran's hands, he would definitely be in an extremely miserable state. He would be deader than dead, and not even a complete corpse would remain.

Suddenly, a stone slab moved horizontally in front of Zhou Yan.

"What..."

Shocked, Zhou Yan tried to dodge in a hurry, but it was too late.

After shattering the stone slab with a single punch, a skeleton stood there with bloodshot eyes and a huge body that looked like a small car.

"Not good..."

Frightened out of his wits, Zhou Yan immediately turned around and left.

In the blink of an eye, the skeleton caught up to him and swung its huge palm towards him, setting off a violent gust of wind with astonishing power.

"How is this possible? It actually came back to life..."

Zhou Yan was shocked. This skeleton was the guard of the tomb. It had long since rotted away and turned into dust. How could it suddenly come back to life?

Rumble ~

In that instant, Zhou Yan reacted quickly and used his martial skill to smash down fiercely.

* Crack! *

With a single punch, Zhou Yan let out a muffled groan as he staggered back two steps and almost fell to the ground.

"Damn it, its strength has actually increased by a lot..."

Steadying his body, Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart.

At that time, the strength of this skeleton was comparable to the peak of the Mortal Realm. Zhou Yan relied on his sword and martial arts to barely kill it, but now it seemed that it was far beyond his expectations.

Bang, bang, bang ~

The skeleton's attacks were fierce and its fists and feet were sharp. Every move and move carried a strong gust of wind that caused the air to explode.

"Puchi..."

Zhou Yan was forced back. His body was injured, blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, his chest caved in, and his internal organs were shaken. He was on the verge of collapse.

"I am a direct descendant of the Zhou Family, how can I allow a beast like you to humiliate me..."

Zhou Yan shouted and resisted with all his might. The veins on his arms bulged and his muscles bulged as if they were made of steel. He fought head on with the skeleton.

Bang, bang, bang ~

After fighting for a while, Zhou Yan was in a sorry state. His entire body was covered in blood and his clothes were tattered. His hair was disheveled and he looked like a stray dog.1

"Awoo!"

The skeleton roared, and its figure changed. Its speed was as fast as Lightning, and with a palm strike, it brought with it a whistling wind. Like a sharp blade, it slashed across the air and landed on Zhou Yan's chest.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere. Zhou Yan screamed in pain as seven or eight of his ribs broke. His entire body flew out and landed heavily on the ground. A pained expression appeared on his face as he struggled to get up.

"Damn it, if this continues, I'll be exhausted to death sooner or later. I have to escape as soon as possible..."

Zhou Yan's eyes flickered as he began to think of a way to escape.

This area was rather well-hidden. Normally, very few people would set foot in this area. Even if they encountered an accident, they would not be able to send out any news within a short period of time.

Thus, Zhou Yan did not need to worry at all that his enemies would find him and even have the chance to escape amidst the chaos...

"* Roar! *"

Suddenly, a long howl resounded through the clouds.

Zhou Yan's expression changed, he raised his head and looked over. A bloody light flashed past, and the ball of black mist flew over.

Swish ~

The black mist surged like a black snake, twisting and winding as it wrapped around Zhou Yan.

"No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Zhou Yan roared and struggled with all his might, but to no avail. His entire body was swept into the black mist and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, on the hill, a wisp of cold starlight fell, illuminating the entire hill, revealing the figure of a stalk of Spiritual medicine.

It turned out that this area was a medicinal field, where Spiritual medicine was planted. The quality was different, and it was full of spirituality.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, an elder appeared. His eyes were bright and sharp. It was Qin Yuan of the Qin Clan.

"Eh?"

Qin Yuan frowned and looked around with surprise in his eyes: "That's weird, I clearly heard movement a moment ago, why isn't there anyone?"

"Could it be that I heard wrong..."

After pondering for a few seconds, Qin Yuan shook his head and left like a ghost.

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