Qin Fengming's eyes shifted as he glanced at the Aoteng cultivators, a hint of mockery flashing deep in his eyes.
"Several seniors, Senior Wood Spirit is quite reasonable. Although the three of you once slew many members of the Wood Spirit Clan, it is not impossible to dispel Senior Wood Spirit's anger. Senior Wood Spirit now needs to refine some pills. So long as the three seniors are willing to produce the materials, I believe Senior Wood Spirit's anger will lessen somewhat."
Hearing Qin Fengming's words, Wu Rong and the others all furrowed their brows tightly.
Without the Phantasmal Vine Toxin as their trump card, the three Mahayana cultivators from the Aoteng Realm had no chance whatsoever of defeating a true Mahayana Existence from the Chaos Realm.
They had come this time to scheme for the Wood Spirit Golden Sap of the Wood Spirit Clan precisely because the three Aoteng Realm Mahayana cultivators were firmly convinced that the Phantasmal Vine Toxin could restrain a Mahayana Wood Spirit. Moreover, they had already investigated and learned that the Mahayana cultivator of the Wood Spirit Clan had not appeared for several hundred thousand years, as if something had happened to it, preventing it from appearing freely on Wood Island.
With these two favorable conditions, they had joined forces and entered Wood Island in force.
Their reason for gathering dozens of cultivators was naturally that they feared the methods of the three Aoteng Realm Mahayana cultivators might fail. Once they could no longer control the Mahayana Wood Spirit, the combined strength of everyone might still pose some threat to it.
At the same time, the combined power of so many cultivators was enough to contend with the Profound level existences among the Wood Spirit Clan on Wood Island.
At first, things had indeed gone