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Time flew, and soon, a day had passed.

On this day, Ye Chenfeng, who moved extremely fast, continuously passed through various corners of the Ancient Medicine Mountain, breaking through many powerful restrictions. After identifying seven medicinal plants, he even managed to pick some rare ones.

However, he didn't discover anything as strange as the Soul Suppressing Marrow.

"Old man, do you think you can escape?"

As a 9-star Heavenly Master, the Fire Spirit Holy Son's soul had reached the Nirvana Realm, far surpassing Mu Qinghuo's.

His soul body faintly flashed, creating a soul shadow in the air as he chased after Mu Qinghuo at an extremely fast speed.

In less than ten breaths of time, the Fire Spirit Holy Son had caught up to Mu Qinghuo. His terrifying soul formed a giant hand that imprinted itself onto Mu Qinghuo's body with an incomparable sense of oppression.

"Black Wood Sky Fire, Defense!"

Sensing that the spirit hand had completely locked onto him, Mu Qinghuo, who could not avoid the attack, immediately released the extremely high temperature Black Wood Heaven Flame. It quickly revolved above his head, blocking the attack of the spirit hand.

"Boom!"

The moment the Soul Hand came into contact with the vortex, the entire space trembled. The two forces fought in the air with all their might to vent their power.

"Break for me!"

The Holy Son shouted out and soul power surged out of his body and into the palm of his soul. It boosted the power of the hand and caused the vortex of fire formed by the black fire to crack open one after another.

Seeing that Black Wood Sky Fire could not withstand the Holy Son's attack, Mu Qinghuo decided to break out of the encirclement.

However, the Fire Spirit Holy Son's reaction was even faster. His body flashed and intercepted Mu Qinghuo, and his soul power turned into many combat weapons of all shapes and sizes. He continuously attacked Mu Qinghuo like a tidal wave, sealing off any chance of him dodging.

"Soul Escape …"

Unable to withstand the Holy Son's fierce attack, Mu Qinghuo didn't hesitate to detonate his soul. He activated his fastest soul escape technique and fled into the distance.

"Great Crimson Sky Fire, go!"

The Holy Son pointed his finger, and the Crimson Sky Fire shot out like a fiery snake. Like a wisp of red light, it accurately struck the remnant soul of Mu Qinghuo, who had used his soul escape technique, and burned it to ashes.

"Pfft!"

The moment his soul was destroyed, Woodflame, who had been left outside, immediately woke up. A trickle of blood sprayed out from his mouth, and a hint of paleness appeared on his aged face.

"Holy Son of the Fire Spirit, you've gone too far!"

After Mu Qinghuo's soul had been destroyed by the Fire Spirit Holy Son, he had lost his chance to enter the preliminaries. All of his efforts had been for nothing, and this made him feel a great deal of regret and anger.

However, he was not worried about Ye Chenfeng. Instead, he was looking forward to the Holy Son meeting Ye Chenfeng. He believed that with Ye Chenfeng's strength, he would definitely avenge him.

"We've finally settled things. Who's next?"

After successfully killing Mu Qinghuo's soul, the Fire Spirit Holy Son revealed a cold smile and continued to search for Ye Chenfeng and Jiao Yanyan's whereabouts in the Ancient Medicine Mountain.

At the same time, Ye Chenfeng had discovered an extremely powerful restriction deep within the Ancient Medicine Mountain, which was currently controlling a powerful soul power to attack the barrier.

"What the hell is this valley? A protective spell is actually so terrifying?"

Ye Zichen used the soul power of a Three Star Dao Saint to the extreme. Only after attacking fiercely for more than an hour did he manage to break this seal, causing him to gain a great deal of interest in the things within the restriction.

"Break for me!"

Under Ye Chenfeng's relentless soul attacks, more and more restrictions were broken by Ye Chenfeng, while a dense aura of death spread out from the broken restrictions.

"That is... "Death Mandala!"

In the middle of the shrubs, there was a thorn over half a meter tall, with thorns of death growing on the leaves. It was completely black, and the flowers were ready to bloom, bathing in the blood-red light. Ye Chenfeng recognized it with a glance, this was the Mandala of Death that Xia Wendie had been looking for.

"So the flower growing in the restriction is this kind of strange flower!"

Ye Zichen knew very well how powerful the Death Mandala was. Back then, Xia Wendie had borrowed it to complete her transformation. If he could get it, then he could definitely trade this flower for his favorite items.

"I wonder what this Deathly Mandala Guardian is?"

The more precious the object, the stronger the protective item. Ye Chenfeng controlled his soul to form eight soul swords, which floated above his head, as he slowly approached.

"En, no guardian item?"

When he arrived three meters away from the Mandala, Ye Zichen found out that there was actually no protective item around it.

"It seems like the true guardian of this Mandala is itself!"

As he gazed at the Mandala covered with Death Thrust, Ye Zichen controlled the soul of a Three Star Dao Saint to form a huge hand and grabbed forward.

As he watched the giant soul hand grab the Mandala of Death, a strong power of death was released from it, turning it into the shadow of a huge tree. It swayed the tree of death and lashed at the big soul hand.

"Crack!"

The moment the Soul Hand was hit by the Tree of Death, it shattered like glass. The Tree Shadow that was covered in the aura of death struck towards Ye Zichen ruthlessly, forcing him back with its terrifying power of death.

Although Ye Chenfeng's soul was strong enough, his soul body's defense was too weak. Once he was hit by the tree shadow formed by the Death Mandala, he would definitely suffer a heavy blow.

"How do I pick the Mandala?"

Ye Zichen floated in the distance and stared at the Mandala in thought as he tried to think of a way to remove it.

If he couldn't think of anything else, he would summon the Death Flame and prepare to forcefully pluck the Mandala.

Suddenly, Ye Zichen's strong soul felt the appearance of eight powerful soul auras. He raised his eyebrows, then revealed a sly smile as he thought, "I'll follow my plan."

"Boom!"

Ye Zichen struck out with his palm once again, fiercely attacking the Mandala of Death, causing an intense confrontation with the Tree of Death, causing a huge commotion.

The next moment, his body flashed and hid in a bush far away. He then retracted his soul power.

The moment Ye Zichen hid himself, eight powerful soul auras quickly flew over. When they saw the Death Mandala through the broken restrictions, their eyes immediately burned with passion. They immediately flew into the broken restrictions without thinking.

"It really is the Mandala of Death. If we can pick this flower, we'll definitely be able to make a killing after going out!" A slightly obese man squinted his eyes and said excitedly.

"Let's go, let's work together to pick this Mandala of Death!" The leading grey-clothed old man scanned his surroundings, but did not discover Ye Chenfeng's existence. He immediately approached the Mandala of Death and wanted to forcefully pluck it.

At this time, when he felt the people approaching him, the Mandala once again condensed the Tree of Death and began to fight with them.

"Let's fight! We should consume more of the Mandala's spiritual energy!" Ye Chenfeng, who was hidden in the bushes, revealed a sly expression as he patiently waited.