ll seems to have merged with the sky, reaching straight into the clouds, and it's impossible to see the end at a glance. It's just like the palace of heaven.Beneath the palace, a massive plaque bore t...Seeing these three behemoths, everyone's expression grew grim.

The Dark Night Blood Leopard was a whole level higher than the two Howling Moon Sky Wolves they had just encountered. They had never seen such a powerful celestial beast since entering the Demon Realm.

And even among the seventh-order fairy beasts, they are incredibly powerful beings. They are also inherently fierce and cruel, and once they make a move, it's a fight to the death.

The smile on Mulan's face vanished, replaced by a severity she had never shown before.

She possessed the cultivation of a Great Immortal. With all her might, she could likely hold off one, and perhaps even Geng Junseng could.

But the key issue is that they have three, which equates to three powerhouses at the level of Great Immortals.

These remaining individuals only possess the cultivation level of a Great Spirit Immortal. Even if they joined forces, they wouldn't be able to withstand even one attack, and in the end, they would only meet their demise.

In contrast, Gao Ming and Mo Hai Chen were more panicked. They hadn't expected to encounter such a powerful fairy beast at all.

Facing the howler moon wolves, they could at least defend themselves, but before the blood leopards of the night, they were only serving as food.

Under extreme tension, Gao Ming's heart suddenly surged with resentment, and he glared fiercely at Ye Bufan beside him.

It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be in such danger.

Ye Bufan frowned slightly. This person was unreasonable; he hadn't called him over.

Besides, the reason the other party came here was also for the eighth-order fairy spirit grass. It's their luck to get benefits, and they just blame others when they encounter danger, it's really hateful.

Before he could speak, Zhao Ya next to him had already spoken first.

"Senior Brother Gao, you're wrong about this. What does it have to do with Senior Brother Ye"

No one knows what treasures lie here, nor what fairy beasts might guard them. Blame only yourself for your bad luck.

Gao Ming glared with anger, "Why shouldn't we blame him If he hadn't said there were treasures here, we wouldn't have come and wouldn't have encountered so many Nightblood Leopards!"

"Alright, stop arguing."

Mulangzhi said, "Now is not the time to argue. My senior brother Geng and I will hold off these three guys, you all run as far as you can!"

This was the result of her careful planning, though she had no guarantee, there was still a glimmer of hope. No matter what, she couldn't let Zhao Ya and the others feed these three big guys.

As the daughter of the Tianyan Sect's sect master, she still had many trump cards to save her life. As long as Zhao Ya and others escaped, she would be out of danger.

Gen Junsheng frowned. Deep down, he didn't want to be left behind to take on the danger, but facing Mulanzhi's proposal, he couldn't refuse.

Ye Bufan smiled faintly: "Fairy Mu, there's no need to be so nervous. There's no danger. Perhaps these three big guys will run away soon."

"Kid, what time is it You're still talking nonsense."

Gao Ming jumped out again, venting all his anger onto Ye Bufan.

This is a seventh-order fairy beast, and it's a Nightblood Leopard. They are inherently cruel and will relentlessly pursue their prey until they die. How could they possibly run away

It's all because of you, you clueless fool, that we're all in this mess!

This guy was spitting mad, he was just about to say something else when suddenly his expression changed drastically, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Only to see the three Dark Night Blood Leopards, who were once ferocious and mighty, suddenly showing expressions of fear, and then turning around and running away. Their speed was countless times faster than the Howling Moon Skywolf before.

"This..."

Now everyone was dumbfounded, including Geng Junshen and Mulan Zhi. The two of them had already done their best to prepare for a fight to the death.

The three celestial monsters all fled in disarray. What is going on

If the two howling moon wolves just now were still possibly fearful of their cultivation, then this dark night blood leopard absolutely wouldn't be.

When it comes to strength, they have an absolute advantage. Why would they be afraid

Regardless of whether they can understand it or not, the facts are right there.

Now the three Darknight Blood Panthers are nowhere to be found, leaving only the Bloodspirit Flower releasing an increasingly potent fragrance.

Ye Bufan asked Xiaoqing to quietly release a trace of the aura of an eighth-order monster, scaring away three Nightblood Leopards, and then strode forward.

He surveyed the six blood spirit flowers in full bloom, now completely mature.

Although this is an eighth-order spirit herb, extremely precious, I didn't intend to keep it all for myself.

One is left behind to refine the Daluo Immortal Pill, and the other is given to Xiaoqing to improve her bloodline power. Two flowers are enough for himself.

Before he could even speak his allocation plan, Geng Junsheng beside him had already spoken first.

He didn't look at Ye Bufan at all, but looked at Mu Lingzhi beside him.

"Fairy Mu, there are six Blood Spirit Flowers here. How do you think we should distribute them"

Gao Ming spoke first: "Isn't that easy We five each take one, and the rest are divided among them."

Zhao Ya instantly became unhappy: "Senior Brother Gao, what do you mean Senior Brother Ye found the Xianling Grass, why only give him one flower"

As for me, I think the distribution plan should be decided by Senior Brother Ye. He decides how much each person gets.

Gao Ming smirked: “You’re right, it was him who discovered the Blood Spirit Flower, but so what”

If we weren't here with them, could they have scared so many fairy and demonic beasts away

If it weren't for us, he wouldn't even get a single hair. It would be very generous to give him a petal.

Zhao Ya looked indignant: "It's unreasonable, the spirit beasts ran themselves, who knows if we have anything to do with it. Maybe it was Senior Brother Ye who scared them away."

"As for me, I think it should be Senior Brother Ye who distributes them. That would be the fairest and most reasonable."

Gen Junsheng smiled faintly: "Fairy Zhao, we are both immortals. The rules of the fairy world are that strength is paramount. Where is there any fairness or reason"

I think Gao Shidi makes a lot of sense. One per person would be very fair.

“You're bullying me.”

Zhao Ya's cheeks were flushed red with anger, she turned to look at Ye Bufan, "Ye senior brother, that one is for you."

Mulang Zhi disagreed with Geng Junsheng and the others' distribution method from the bottom of her heart, but after all, they belonged to two different sects, so she didn't say much.

He hesitated for a moment then followed suit and said, "I don't have much use for this thing anyway. This one goes to Young Master Ye."

Gen Junsheng's expression changed: "Two fairies, this isn't right. He only needs one blossom with his strength, there's no need for so many."

"Haha, you guys just stop splitting it up! This Blood Spirit Flower is all mine."

Just then, a rough and arrogant laugh echoed through the air. The laughter began far in the distance and ended right before everyone's eyes.

This was a tall, white-haired old man who looked to be quite elderly. However, the aura emanating from his entire being was extremely powerful, clearly that of a Great Immortal at his peak.

Coming before the crowd, he greedily gazed at the Blood Spirit Flower within the cave.

"Not bad, good stuff, I'll take all of these!"

You little brats, scram! If you're slow, this old man will obliterate you right here.

"Senior, aren't you being unreasonable"

Gen Junsheng's expression was sullen. He wanted to be angry, but the other party was at the peak of Da Zixian, while he was only at the initial stage of Da Zixian. In the end, he swallowed his anger.

“This Blood Spirit Flower was discovered by us, and we also dealt with the guardian monster. Why should everything go to you”

"What makes you say that Didn't you just say it yourself, in the Immortal Realm, strength is paramount. It's because of my power."

The white-haired man's bearing was that of an immortal, arrogant and domineering. As he spoke, his aura suddenly surged outwards.

"My patience is finite. Get out of here, or none of you will live!"nent, strength is paramount. The Sacred Gate only needs to dispatch a tribulation-early stage elder to effortlessly obliterate a nine-star sect, and it wouldn't even be a challenge.And for that very r...