Fierce Battle with Golden Immortals

Elder Yin, following behind, saw Qin Huaian's speed gradually slow and could not help sneering inwardly. "A Heavenly Immortal cultivator, no matter what powerful cultivation technique or secret treasure he possesses, cannot maintain such speed for long."

As he thought this, Elder Yin increased his speed by another fraction.

If this brat truly possessed some powerful flight technique, then once he cultivated that technique himself and added this flying magic treasure of his—

Among Golden Immortal realm cultivators, no one would be able to match his speed.

When less than ten thousand li remained between Elder Yin and Qin Huaian, Qin Huaian suddenly transmitted his voice. "Elder Yin, why are you following behind me?"

"Hahahaha, little friend Wang, don't be nervous. This old man merely wishes to borrow the resources little friend Wang brought out of Golden Glow Island." Elder Yin laughed teasingly.

Damn it, the old bastard was not even pretending anymore! Qin Huaian scorned inwardly.

"Elder Yin, what do you mean by this? The heavenly treasures and earthly materials I brought out of Golden Glow Island were returned to your sect long ago. What could possibly be left?"

"Hehe, little friend Wang, as long as you hand over your Storage Ring and the flight technique you use, this old man would not mind sparing your life."

At this point, Elder Yin no longer cared about any polite pretenses.

Such pleasantries were only spoken when one lacked sufficient strength. He now possessed the power to crush this Heavenly Immortal cultivator, so naturally he spoke without restraint.

"Haha, is this the reputation your Mystic Medicine Sect boasts of?! From what I see, you are all a pack of shameless, despicable scoundrels!"

Qin Huaian's face was now crazed, and like a trapped beast, he raged in helpless fury.

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