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In this dangerous night, many human cultivator were killed by the King Serpent of Blood Refinement's deadly poison.

At this time, Zi Chen was seated cross legged, sensing everything around him, and completely unaware of the approaching danger.

Zi Chen seemed to be asleep as he sat cross-legged while listening to the regular rustling sound. This sound was the main melody of this plain.

The King Serpent of Blood Refinement was tens of metres away, staring at Zi Chen through the green grass. It was also motionless, but its eyes were even colder.

Time seemed to stand still. One man and one snake, motionless. Beside them were green grass s dancing in the wind.

Just as the breeze disappeared, the green grass released a hualala sound. A red light suddenly shot towards Zi Chen, and the hualala sound it made covered the sound of the King Serpent of Blood Refinement.

"Not good."

The moment his eyes opened, he saw a streak of red light, which was already in front of him. Within inches of him, Zi Chen saw two sharp poison teeth that were emitting a cold light.

"Pfft."

The sharp poison teeth were right in front of him before, but in the next moment, they were already at Zi Chen's neck. With a light sound, Zi Chen felt a sharp pain from his neck, and the poison teeth had already pierced his skin.

Under the poison, Zi Chen felt dizzy and weak. Even the hand that was holding onto the King Serpent of Blood Refinement began to tremble, as if it could fall down and die at any time.

Just as Zi Chen was about to lose his life from the poison, bolts of lightning suddenly surged out of his body. In the pitch-black night, the silver electric light was as bright as the stars, and the poison that entered Zi Chen's body was instantly dispelled by the electric light.

After that, a faint silver light surged from both of his hands. Zi Chen grabbed onto the head of the blood snake with lightning speed and used his strength to crush it.

The King Serpent of Blood Refinement struggled a few times before it stopped moving.

"Hu!"

Zi Chen escaped from danger, and panted heavily. Previously, it had only been a few breaths, but his green clothes had already been drenched in cold sweat and his forehead was covered in sweat.

The bloody hole in his neck was still bleeding.

"King Serpent of Blood Refinement, could it be that there's a higher level sanguinarum fructus nearby?" After the danger had passed, Zi Chen could not help but guess, but he did not dare go forward. In this pitch black night, the green grass s were simply too dangerous.

If not for that silver light earlier, he would have died here. As for the silver light, it was coming from Zi Chen's heart. At that time, the poison had entered his heart through his blood.

In the dark night, there would occasionally be a few miserable shrieks, it was obvious that a human friar was killed.

This night, even Zi Chen was trembling in fear and trepidation, especially the occasional scream that would make him even more terrified.

Fortunately, when the night finally arrived and a touch of white appeared at the horizon, Zi Chen finally let out a sigh of relief. His vision returned, and his safety index rose by a lot.

However, he continued to persevere until the sun rose.

This time, Zi Chen purposely made way for them and as expected, he saw a sanguinarum fructus that was over a hundred years old.

Until they successfully harvested the sanguinarum fructus, the blood snake did not appear.

Zi Chen walked very carefully on this path. Half a day later, he finally left the plain and walked into a dense forest.

"Whew." Walking out of the plain, Zi Chen saw a dense forest and sat down on his butt. His mind was highly focused previously, so he had expended a lot of energy.

He took out the sanguinarum fructus s from his bosom and chewed them a few times before suddenly swallowing them.

Now, Zi Chen could finally relax and cultivate in peace.

The danger that came from the blood snake had already disappeared, but that did not mean that there were no other dangers within the forest. Just as Zi Chen was relaxing, a black shadow appeared within the forest.

"En, another prey has arrived. It seems like it has consumed a lot of energy. Unfortunately, I successfully walked out of the plains and met him here. I wonder how many gains he has obtained." Looking at the bag on Zi Chen's back, the black figure calculated silently. At the same time, he slowly approached Zi Chen.

Zi Chen was currently cultivating, and did not sense anything abnormal around him. Furthermore, as soon as he walked out of the plain, his state of mind was completely relaxed, and he did not expect that the danger was approaching. Other than this, it also proved that the black figure's concealment method was truly brilliant.

"Die." When he was still twenty meters away from Zi Chen, the black figure finally unleashed an attack. He appeared from behind a large tree and fiercely tapped between Zi Chen's eyebrows with two fingers and a sword.

As the danger arrived once more, Zi Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and the zhenqi around his body began to surge.

"Bang."

The black figure's sword fingers collided with Zi Chen's fist, and under the effect of the zhenqi, it released a sound of impact. Zi Chen remained motionless, but the black figure actually took a few steps back.

"This... "What a strong physique." The black shadow retreated, and his face abruptly went grim.

For Zi Chen to be able to block the black shadow's sword fingers, it was obviously due to his strong physique.

"Miscalculation, retreat." Even his sneak attack had been repelled, and they were even less able to fight head on. The black shadow had already begun to retreat.

"To actually launch a sneak attack … you're courting death." Last night's sneak attack from the King Serpent of Blood Refinement had almost taken his life, and today, another sneak attack had occurred. Zi Chen was furious to the extreme, and there was only killing intent in his bright eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Zi Chen was right in front of the black figure. At the same time, Zi Chen pointed at the black figure.

A silver light flashed between his fingers as a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared. Carrying an aura of destruction, it charged towards the black figure.

"No …!" Zi Chen's strength had completely exceeded the black figure's expectations. Other than speed, when he raised his hand, a bolt of lightning struck out, causing the black figure to be even more frightened. Despair filled his eyes, and he could only use all his strength to block the lightning attack.

But with his strength at the eighth level of zhenqi, how would he be able to withstand a powerful strike from Zi Chen's peak of seven layers?

The thunder exploded in an instant, and a burnt smell came out from the forest. The previous black shadow had already been pierced through the heart by the Thunder Finger, he was as dead as he could get.

The black shadow fell to the ground and died, revealing the bag on its back. One of the red lights revealed itself.

"sanguinarum fructus?"

Zi Chen opened his bag and saw a hundred year old sanguinarum fructus.

"At least you have a conscience." Looking at the black figure that died, Zi Chen muttered.

Since the two sides were not of the same sect, Zi Chen was also unable to paddle away the other party's Contribution Points. Being able to obtain a hundred year old sanguinarum fructus could also be considered an unexpected surprise.

After being ambushed twice in a row, Zi Chen became much more careful. This time, he directly leaped onto a large tree and sat on the root of a tree to observe his surroundings. After determining that there was no danger, he began to refine the hundred year old herbal medicine.

To break through to the eighth level of the zhenqi, the energy consumed was far beyond Zi Chen's imagination.

At the time when he was in the sect, he had refined more than ten zhenqi Pills and at this place, he had also refined more than ten herbal medicine and his strength was only at peak of seven layers.

After the heart had absorbed two hundred year old herbal medicine s, the rich silver energy s entered every part of Zi Chen's body. However, after this energy was exhausted, Zi Chen's strength was still stuck at the peak of seven layers.

Zi Chen opened his eyes and gained a deeper understanding of the difficulty of breaking through to the eighth level of the zhenqi.

With so many herbal medicine and zhenqi Pills, if it was anyone else, they would have broken through long ago. But under the Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering Spell, most of the energy was absorbed by the body, so it was understandable that Zi Chen did not break through.

"Mm, it's time to leave." After eating some rations, Zi Chen jumped down from the tree and prepared to go deeper.

Suddenly, an angry bestial roar rang out from afar.

"Is that the roar of a Crimson Tiger?" Zi Chen frowned.

The weakest among the Crimson Tiger were all six levels Vicious Beasts s, and most were Level 7 Vicious Beasts s. At the same time, there was no lack of level eight existences.

"It must be the Crimson Tiger protecting the herbal medicine. I just don't know how many years it has been a." Zi Chen's eyes suddenly lit up. With a tap of his feet, he followed the direction of the beast's roar with extreme speed.

The roar of a beast came from miles away. Zi Chen was rushing at her full speed, and in less than ten minutes, she had arrived.

"Scram, this is my Zhan Wu Zong's territory." However, before Zi Chen could even get close, a figure came down from the tree and stopped him.

"In Zhan Wu Zong's territory, where's it written?" Zi Chen asked coldly.

"Scram, or die." The person said coldly.

Zi Chen did not waste time talking, hearing the Crimson Tiger in front of him, his angry voice had already turned into fear, as though he was about to die.

This Combat Martial Sect’s disciple of the seventh floor of the zhenqi had already been sent flying with a single punch from Zi Chen. At the same time, his body collided with a large tree behind him.

Zi Chen kept walking forward, but this time he was much more careful. His footsteps were light, and without making a sound, he landed on the ground.

At a glance, Zi Chen saw a nearly five meter long Crimson Tiger, its red fur was like blazing flames, and the ferocious and mighty tiger head appeared even more domineering.

However, it was a pity that this Crimson Tiger was much larger than ordinary Crimson Tiger. It could already be considered a level eight Vicious Beasts, but today, it had met its nemesis, causing multiple wounds to appear all over its body. Blood flowed out from the wounds, and even a deep wound had been left on the domineering tiger head.

"Haha, look at you, are you still so arrogant?" A carefree laugh rang out.

Only now did Zi Chen realise that in front of the Crimson Tiger, stood a youth who was around his age. The opponent was holding a black sword that was radiating cold light, as he displayed his sharp sword technique, his own zhenqi was only at the eighth level of the zhenqi.

Furthermore, even further away were the disciples of the Zhan Wu Zong s. They were on alert and guarded the surroundings, and did not have any intentions of attacking the Crimson Tiger.

"He injured a level eight Vicious Beasts by himself?" Zi Chen's pupils suddenly shrank, he had obviously met another genius.