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Chapter 1832 - 677: This Treasure is Destined for Me, You Have No Objections, Right?_3

Chapter 1832: Chapter 677: This Treasure is Destined for Me, You Have No Objections, Right?_3

Especially, this magic item has been upgraded to the True Instrument Level!

True Devices are magic items, but not all magic items are True Devices.

Ordinary magic items can only enhance the Immortal Cultivator’s own Qi Power.

But upon reaching the True Instrument Level, it can directly absorb Heaven and Earth Qi like a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator and even manipulate it.

This Penglai Octagon Pavilion was clearly crafted by a top Master of Alchemy, using this characteristic, into a Spirit Medicine Garden!

After hearing the Moyun Cave Lord expound on this treasure’s origin and function, Luo Chen couldn’t help but gain some interest.

In the corner of his eye, he noticed Tai Sui’s indifferent expression towards it.

Luo Chen was deep in thought.

He gazed at the land beneath his feet.

If this Land of Fallen Demons was merely a portable palace of the Refining Heaven Demon Monarch from years ago, then no doubt the Wood Heaven Plain was a top-tier Portable Spirit Medicine Garden completely outclassing the Penglai Octagon Pavilion.

In this way, it becomes understandable why the Cave Lord was so excited, yet Tai Sui was indifferent.

Amidst a short conversation and contemplation, the battle below changed once again.

Seeing Yu Gao trying to escape with the Penglai Octagon Pavilion, how could the Three Great Eight-Star Demon Hunters of the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering just sit by?

The Fishing Elder, who had been forced back, coldly snorted, flicked the Black Gold Fishing Rod, and the Heavenly Remnant Line shot through the air.

Bang!

With a tremble in the void, the Heavenly Remnant Line directly tied up the Octagon Pavilion.

"The people can go, but the Pavilion stays!"

Upon seeing this, Yu Gao retorted fiercely, "Do you Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering really want to have an all-out war with my Penglai Immortal Sect?"

Upon these words, Zi Hou, who had a free hand, leapt up.

"Then that man shall not leave either!"

Several needle-thin flying needles shot out, hidden in the void, then suddenly appeared, swiftly penetrating into Yu Gao’s tattered vestment robe.

Shhh! Shhh! Shhh!

Yu Gao’s body trembled, numerous blood columns sprayed out from the bloody holes.

At this moment, the final battle in the mountain nook had reached its conclusion.

Guiling Tongzi came out carrying a head whose eyes were wide open in death.

Upon seeing this scene, Yu Gao’s eyes blazed with rage.

"Someday, I will personally lead my sect’s army to annihilate the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering!"

Along with these words, a white light shone, his body shattering inch by inch in the air, transforming into fragments of white feathers.

When the white light reappeared, it was already tens of miles away, and the white light kept flickering, clearly he was still activating that bizarre escape technique.

Zi Hou wanted to pursue, but was stopped by the Fishing Elder.

"Don’t chase, that’s the Penglai Immortal Sect’s Feather Flight Escape Technique, without the appropriate countermeasure, you simply can’t catch up."

Zi Hou was unwilling.

The wounded tiger not killed, future trouble is certain.

The Penglai Immortal Sect is a giant-like existence.

But the Fishing Elder remained indifferent, as high-order rogue cultivators like them are not afraid of being hunted by Great Sects.

Moreover, this action was ordered by the Moon Independent Cultivator.

If there were any retaliatory strikes, Moon Independent Cultivator would be the first to bear the brunt.

And as he knew, Moon Independent Cultivator was rumored to have originated from the Penglai Immortal Sect!

"With the Penglai Octagon Pavilion in hand, we have hope for Nascent Soul Formation!"

The Fishing Elder slightly smiled, tugged on the fishing rod, and the Octagon Pavilion slowly flew toward them.

At this moment.

A giant claw descended from the clouds, abruptly grabbing a corner of the flying eaves.

With tremendous strength, it shook off the bond of the Heavenly Remnant Line in one move.

Seeing the Octagon Pavilion flying upward, Zi Hou’s face changed drastically, as it was too far away to chase.

The Fishing Elder was affected by the magic item’s recoil, his Qi Power chaotic, unable to react in time.

Only Guiling Tongzi, who was nearby and had just finished the battle, remained vigilant.

"Leave it to me!"

He leaped into the sky.

Then fell to the ground amidst a thunderous streak of light.

"So fast!"

"So strong!"

Two exclamations of fear issued simultaneously from Zi Hou and the Fishing Elder.

Luo Chen looked at the mess of flesh and blood on the ground, slowly withdrawing his right leg.

Another Eight-Star Demon Hunter from the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering was dead.

Holding the Octagon Pavilion, he coldly glanced over the elderly man and woman.

"This treasure is fated for me, you have no objections, right?"