with strength alone.Now facing Wucheng, his aura was immediately suppressed, completely falling into a disadvantage."Ready, set, go!"The referee announced the start of the game, and Wàng Chén wasted n...Most of the immortals who had rushed in before this moment have already entered the depths of the Immortal Quagmire. A few others are still cautiously probing forward.

Ye Bufan had just walked out for two or three miles when a sudden sense of overwhelming danger washed over him.

He cultivated Chaos True Qi. Besides his divine sense, his spiritual awareness was also much sharper than others, and he had an extremely strong perception of danger.

Feeling something was wrong, he directly used his teleportation ability, instantly vanishing from his original spot.

The space of the fairy realm was stable, with extremely strong rule suppression. Even his teleportation only reached ten meters away, but even so, he managed to dodge a disaster.

Where he had stood moments before, a massive tentacle swept across the ground.

This thing is thicker than an adult's waist and dozens of feet long. It is covered in mud and there is a faint stench of blood.

Although this thing is thick and long, it is extremely sensitive, just as flexible as a human arm. If one strike misses, it will immediately dart away.

"Want to run away There's no such thing as a free lunch!"

Ye Bufan flipped his wrist, and Gu Qian's inferior immortal sword appeared in his palm. Then, a sharp blade of light flashed.

"Pfft!"

Where the swordlight passed, the giant tentacle was severed in two, flowing out a stream of emerald-green blood.

That thing obviously had more than just one tentacle, but sensing the opponent's strength, it immediately sank into the swamp below and disappeared. Everything returned to calm.

Ye Bufan did not continue the pursuit, after all, his purpose in coming here was to collect the immortal grass, and trouble naturally the less the better.

After experiencing this recent attack, he became even more cautious. After walking for dozens of miles, a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in his heart again.

He didn't hesitate for a moment and instantly vanished.

Where he had stood, the mud churned and swirled, forming a vast vortex that spun with incredible speed.

A powerful suction engulfed the surroundings, drawing in the air and sinking it into the swamp, churning up large bubbles one after another.

Fortunately, Ye Bufan had already moved away from the center of the whirlpool. With his fairy essence circulating, he barely resisted the suction force and quickly shifted to the side.

But the immortal who had just followed him was not so lucky, he was directly sucked into the vortex.

Despite desperate struggles, it was unable to break free and ultimately vanished into the mire.

Ye Bufan gasped, this place was truly eerie, no wonder it was called the Immortal's Death Swamp.

At least my intuition is strong enough to get me out of this unscathed.

He continued his journey, encountering seven or eight crises of varying sizes, but he managed to turn every danger into safety thanks to his immense power.

As the saying goes, danger and opportunity coexist. After walking a hundred miles, suddenly, a strong aroma hit my face.

As a medicine immortal, he naturally knew this was the aura of the Immortal Spirit Grass reaching maturity. He immediately rushed in the direction from which the scent came.

Although I was eager, I still moved cautiously. After walking for several miles, a small hill appeared ahead.

Three plants, about a foot tall, grew on the hillock. They were emerald green and crystal clear, looking as if they were carved from jade.

Each plant top is adorned with a small white flower, and the fragrance emanates from there.

"It's the bitter jade fairy grass!"

Ye Bufan's eyes lit up. This thing wasn't of high rank, it was just a second-order Xianling grass, but it was a must-have spirit grass for refining the Gui Zhen Dan.

Guizhen Dan and Chongxu Dan have the same effect, suitable for immortals at the True Immortal realm. They can quickly improve cultivation level.

He has now reached the peak of the virtual fairy realm, and it will be only a matter of time before he crosses the tribulation to enter the realm of true immortals. Therefore, this thing is extremely precious to him.

Although he needed this Bitter Jade Immortal Grass, Ye Bufan did not rush to get it, because a sense of foreboding rose in his heart once more.

Along the way, this keen sense had saved him countless times, so this time he wasn't going to be reckless. He had to eliminate the threat first.

Just as he was about to examine it carefully, a figure suddenly dashed towards them from afar.

"Kid, get out of my way! These three spirit herbs are mine!"

He was a bald immortal, clad in a black robe, with a menacing expression. His aura was powerful, indicating he had already reached the early stage of True Immortal.

He strode closer, glanced at Ye Bufan, his eyes filled with disdain.

Although the peak of the Xu Xian realm was only one level away from the early stage of True Immortal, their strength was worlds apart. Therefore, he didn't take this young man seriously at all.

"What are you looking at Didn't you hear what I said Get lost or I'll kill you!"

His shaved head was full of menace, clearly not a good person by day.

Ye Bufan grinned, "Senior Immortal, please don't be angry. Since you like them, these three immortal grasses are yours."

"Good for you, get out of here!"

The bald hermit didn't care at all; it seemed perfectly natural to him.

In the Immortal Realm, strength is paramount. The other party's cultivation level is too low; this spirit herb should rightfully belong to me.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to go over and pick the three sprigs of Kuyuxiancao, when two figures arrived from the east and west sides respectively.

On the east side stood a middle-aged scholar, looking quiet and scholarly. He held a folding fan in his hand, and his cultivation was also at the early stage of True Immortal.

On the west side stood a voluptuous and beautiful woman, with a graceful figure and alluring posture. Large swathes of her snow-white skin were exposed to view.

Whether it's a gesture or just a glance, it seems capable of stealing one's soul.

He may seem frail, but he is also a true immortal at the early stage.

The two walked up to the mound, first glancing at the three ancient jade orchids, then their gaze fell on the bald immortal.

"Hee hee hee…"

The voluptuous woman laughed before she could even speak, her voice as sweet and melodious as a silver bell.

"Big Brother Bald Head, it seems we're truly destined to meet. Three people, three Bitter Jade Immortal Herbs, how about we split them evenly"

The middle-aged scholar also chimed in, "You're right. The Xianling Grass is a treasure bestowed by heaven and earth. Those who see it should have a share. It can't be hoarded by one person alone."

Only seeking the bald hermit's opinion, the two ignored Ye Bufan who stood beside them.

This is about strength deciding everything. In their eyes, a mere Xian simply doesn't have the right to share Xianling Grass with them, regardless of who arrived first or second.

The bald man frowned and let out a silent sigh. It seemed he was still a bit slow to react.

However, there's no way around it. The other two cultivators are at the same level as me. If they team up, I wouldn't stand a chance.

In this case, there's no need to stubbornly pursue a single Xianling Grass. It's better to know when to stop and accept what you have.

Otherwise, if we wait a while for other powerful cultivators to arrive, I'm afraid I won't even be able to get a single one.

"Alright then, let's split them three ways, one plant each. Let's get started."

The bald man was quick and decisive this time, his figure flashing as he dashed towards the mound.

The other two were the same, following behind, only a step or so slower.

Seeing three people going to pick the Xianling grass, Ye Bufan's pupils suddenly shrank. Immediately, the mud in front of the mound churned and a figure as large as a mountain appeared in front of the three people. It was a giant toad.

This creature was covered head to toe in mud, but its blood-red eyes blazed with a fierce light.

"Wow!"

The toad let out a earth-shattering roar from its mouth, the sound deafening. Then, with its mouth wide open, it lunged at the three of them. Zi'ao's tone was filled with domineering and unquestionable authority, "I give you three hours to consider. The deadline is before sunset, give me a response from Qingfeng Danlou by then, or face the...