Chapter Thirty-Five: Encounter with a Group of Strong Men

  Jiang Hao threw all the beast cores, gold coins, elixirs and some unknown items into the spatial chain, while the storage bag was incinerated by Jiang Hao's fierce flame palm. Although the storage bag was also valuable, heaven knows if this guy had any companions, in case something was done to the storage bag, he wouldn't know who to cry to.

  At the slightest movement of his mind, Jiang Hao had already floated out. Even if he used the Wind Chasing Steps with all his might, it would take at least several days to enter the Demon Beast Mountain Range.

  Of course, now Jiang Hao has one more thing to cultivate, which was added by Tian Lin at the last minute.

  "Hiss...hiss..."

  Only to see Jiang Hao's footprints passing by, the giant trees all had an additional black palm print, with varying depths, some as deep as two inches, while others were only charred on the surface.

  After just half an hour, Jiang Heng had to stop and recover his battle energy. The continuous use of the Fire Palm was extremely draining on his energy, and his right hand was already bright red.

  "You're so self-destructive, if you keep practicing like this, you'll be able to gnaw on a roasted bear's paw." Yi Tian teased, glancing at Jiang Huan's bright red right hand.

  Jiang Hao didn't retort this time, but instead seriously thought back to when he had previously used the Flame Palm and how his battle qi had flowed.

  He stood up, quietly standing in front of a giant tree, his hands gently resting on the trunk, Jiang Huan slowly closed his eyes.

  "Hiss!" His palm sank into the wood more than three inches, and yet a thread of fresh blood flowed out from his hand, as some small meridians had been severed.

  Usurper Tian stood silently behind Jiang Hao, but his eyes showed a look of admiration.

  Jiang Huan spent a whole day and night at this station, his hands occasionally slapping the giant tree in front of him with varying degrees of lightness and heaviness, sometimes rapidly firing off several palms in succession, while other times standing still for several hours. It was truly bizarre. Looking at Jiang Huan's face, he would sometimes appear excited, sometimes pained, and sometimes conflicted. Watching him was a thrilling experience for Yi Tian. When practicing martial arts, one must avoid being overly eager or reckless, lest they suffer the consequences of stagnation or even mental collapse. Therefore, Yi Tian kept a close eye on Jiang Huan, not wanting his precious disciple to play with fire.

  When the sun was about to set on the next day, Jiang Huan's tightly closed eyes finally opened, and a ray of light flashed by. Jiang Huan raised his bloody right hand and lightly pressed it against the giant tree again. The feeling was as if he had lightly brushed against the bark with his hand, without sensing any signs of battle aura.

  The palm moved away, and the purpose was just a bloody handprint, while the tree bark had no scorching color. Jiang Hao took out his dagger and lightly scratched it, and the tree bark where the bloody handprint was had already been peeled off, revealing a faint black palm print on the inner side of the trunk, which had a completely different meaning.

  "You little scoundrel, you've gone too far!" Yi Tian shook his head and turned around, casually tossing a bottle of medicinal pellets to Jiang Huan. "First, stop the bleeding!" As he turned away, Yi Tian's face showed a hint of relief.

  It took half a time to stop the bleeding on his hand, and then it took another hour to recover his fighting spirit. Jiang Huan then continued on his journey.

  Still chasing the wind with fiery palms, the "whooshing" sound is no longer audible. It's just that all these ancient trees along the way are made of calamity, and almost every tree on the way has been slapped with a palm print, but the previous black handprints have completely disappeared without a trace. However, upon closer inspection, the places where they were slapped began to emit faint wisps of smoke after a while.

  After two days of intermittent stops, they finally arrived at the entrance to the small road that led into the inner ring of the Magic Beast Mountain Range. As soon as Jiang Heng was about to step onto this gravel path between the cliffs, a sudden change occurred.

  "Don't move, don't speak!" Ji Tian's voice suddenly rang out, startling Jiang Huan, and as Ji Tian spoke, Jiang Huan felt himself lose control of his body once again, only to realize that Ji Tian had taken over his body.

  Jiang Hao's body disappeared into the air in an instant, and the next moment Jiang Hao felt himself flying up to a cliff like a cloud, his entire breath completely internalized, from a distance, it seemed as if he was a block of stone covered with moss.

  Jiang Hao was full of doubts in his mind, but he didn't dare to speak out loud. The changes that had taken place earlier were too rapid, and Jiang Hao hadn't fully reacted yet.

  "Teacher, what's going on?" Jiang Hao could only communicate with Yi Tian through spiritual power.

  "There is the aura of a strong person, and not just one. Although I don't take it seriously yet, but now that I don't have a physical body, my strength can't be exerted at all. So I'll have to borrow your body for a while. Don't speak, they're coming." The voice of弑天 slowly entered 江昊's mind.

  About half a stick of incense later, bursts of sonic booms echoed from the distant sky.

  "Hiss!" The sound came, and there were already seven figures in the air, flying with ease. At least a War King's strength was needed to tread on air, so did that mean these seven people were all powerful War Kings? A War King, that was the realm his old man had never been able to break through to. Thinking of this, Jiang Huan's scalp felt numb.

  In the distance, the leader wore a jade crown on his head, with a flowing light on his face, holding a green jade bone fan in his hand, and an elegant atmosphere all over his body. On his blue shirt, a golden dan tripod was printed prominently, and below the dan tripod, there were three wavy golden stripes.

  The other six were all dressed in black, lagging one step behind the man in green, with a hint of being led by the former.

  A man in a green shirt stood in mid-air, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. Just before that, he had sensed a soul power no weaker than his own in this very place, but it vanished instantly without a trace.

  It was another half a moment of searching in vain, and the seven people slowly lowered their figures, walking towards this gravel path. As they walked, there was no sound or noise, and in just the blink of an eye, their silhouettes had already disappeared from Jiang Hao's line of sight.

  Encountering so many powerful warriors, and all of them being War Kings, Jiang Hao was very perplexed. Each of these War King-level experts was a renowned hero in their own right, rarely seen in ordinary times. Yet now, seven of them had appeared at once - there must be something fishy going on here.

  Jiang Hao was just about to ask Tianyi, but Tianyi had already taken control of Jiang Hao's body and darted away, disappearing into the distance at the end of the winding stone path.

  "You guessed it, these seven people are all War Kings in terms of strength, especially the leader, who is already at the pinnacle of War King. It's indeed strange for such a person to appear here." Meanwhile, Tian followed and also started communicating with Jiang Huan through spiritual power.

  "Huh, teacher, it seems that person just discovered our trail! And what does the logo on his clothes represent?" Jiang Hao asked curiously.

  "En, I just slightly revealed a thread and he detected it. Of course, if I didn't want him to discover me, a single War King wouldn't have the ability to detect my existence. As for the symbol on his chest, based on my speculation, this guy should be an alchemist, and not of low rank either. Otherwise, his soul power wouldn't be so strong."

  "Heh heh, then let's hurry up and follow them. Hmm, and when we got here, why didn't they just fly in directly? Why do they still need to walk from below? Isn't that a waste of effort?"

  "Hmph, this mountain range has many powerful auras, far surpassing the War King's. Even if they're strong, they wouldn't dare to recklessly fly into the mountain range." Zi Tian lightly snorted, saying with disdain.

  "What a powerful aura, could it be that this mountain range has a War Emperor-level demon beast? My god, Master, you're going to get me killed!" Jiang Huan was startled by Yi Tian's words.

  He gave Jiang Heng a disdainful look: "When the demon beast reaches the fifth stage and above, its spiritual intelligence has been opened, and it will not be interested in such a weak existence as you. Of course, if you go to provoke it, then don't blame anyone else."

  "Oh, you should have made it clear earlier, why did I go provoke it for nothing? Ah, never mind, if all else fails, running is always an option." Jiang Huan felt embarrassed by what Tian said and didn't ask any more questions.

  It was just a matter of speaking, the seven people in front had already left the small road and flashed into the inner thicket, while Tianyan controlled Jiang Hao's body closely followed behind. Relying on Tianyan's heavenly boundary-level soul power, those seven people didn't notice at all that they were being followed by an eight-star warrior's little pawn.

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