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Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel black lines all over his head when he heard this. He had finally resolved the Outer Realm Evil Clan and let the Plane Pistil absorb the power here so he could harvest it. Once harvested, he would leave this place, yet who could have expected such a bizarre figure to suddenly crash the scene halfway through.
Now Xiao Yan had just finished battle, and his physical condition was extremely depleted. In this state, dealing with an Eight-Star Dou Xian was already problematic, and dealing with someone of the Samsara Grade in front of him would probably be extremely tricky.
Although he had the presence of the Baxia shell, he couldn't just defend all the time without attacking, right?
Besides, this thing was a genuine treasure. Xiao Yan believed that once he used it multiple times, it would probably draw countless people to fight for it.
Plane Pistils came in two types: human-cultivated and naturally grown in the wild. The value of human-cultivated ones was far too immense; once they appeared, they were enough to cause a sensation. Naturally brewed Plane Pistils were good, but they were far too difficult to track down, making such things extremely rare in the Great Thousand World.
The Plane Pistil on the Yuanhai Continent had always existed, only forgotten by the strong of the Immortal Realm due to the energy seal of the Baxia shell and the Outer Realm Evil Clan.
"I found this thing first."
"Pardon me for not accompanying you!"
Seeing that the Plane Pistil was about to mature, Xiao Yan carefully put it away with a grab, then secretly absorbed the power here to nourish it, leaving behind traces of his departure.
Although the array in the surrounding sea area was powerful, it still couldn't