Yang Lin's actions were an immense insult to a Charm Cultivator!
Jiang Yujiu sat there on the edge of the cliff, cursing Yang Lin in her heart for over half an hour.
She didn't dare make a sound, mainly because she was afraid the noise would attract some unwelcome ghosts.
Then she heard a rustling sound coming from the bottom of the valley.
She looked down and saw the Mystic Profound Grass Monsters beginning to stir, crawling upward in an endless stream.
Holy crap!
It was starting already?
She didn't dare linger. Brushing off her backside, she got up and hurried toward Sword Peak.
Meanwhile.
With the help of the two crippled Mystic Profound Grass Monsters from the beginning, Xiao Fan had been harvesting spiritual essence nonstop. He'd now gathered an enormous team.
But his condition was growing stranger by the moment.
The rainbow light in his eyes grew more and more conspicuous, and his expression grew colder and colder.
The other trial-takers who had made it this far were no weaklings either.
Li Fengping, Jiang Jing, the World Relief Valley alchemists, and others each displayed their own skills. Quite a few Mystic Profound Grass Monsters had already fallen at their hands.
Han Yun, a formidable disciple from the Supreme Dao Sect, followed the principle of hiding whenever possible to conserve spiritual power, slowly making his way toward Sword Peak.
However, the person closest to Sword Peak now wasn't him, but...
Lin Qiuxian!
Not only was Lin Qiuxian the closest to Sword Peak, he had also killed more Mystic Profound Grass Monsters and defeated more trial-takers than anyone else.
In the most dangerous moment, Lin Qiuxian had even been surrounded by hundreds of Mystic Profound Grass Monsters, just like Yang Lin. Yet in the end, he had fought his way