Strong as a Monster

"So fast!"

Seeing Dugu Qiubai collect the Nine-Colored Flower, the cultivators rushing toward him were all startled. That speed had been far too fast.

As fast as light—within the blink of an eye, he had already collected the Nine-Colored Flower.

The others also rushed over desperately, but they simply could not compare to Dugu Qiubai.

"Kill him!"

"Seize the Nine-Colored Flower!"

"The Nine-Colored Flower is mine!"

After their initial shock, the crowd's eyes quickly turned red. Driven by the greed in their hearts, they charged at Dugu Qiubai.

Divine medicine was already incomparably precious, let alone such supreme-grade divine medicine.

Nine thousand years of lifespan—who would not want that?

Even a pig, if it could live for nine thousand years, would probably become a Quasi-Emperor Pig.

Not to mention Saint peak experts like them. Once they refined the Nine-Colored Flower, they could become Quasi-Emperors, perhaps even attain the Dao and become Great Emperors.

Before such a supreme treasure, no one could restrain the greed in their hearts.

"I am Wang Weilin of the Primordial Sacred Land. Are you tired of living, daring to compete with me?"

Within the crowd, a Saint at the peak slaughtered in all directions. Bathed in blood, he charged toward Dugu Qiubai.

His momentum surged like a rainbow. Like a god of slaughter, he cut down every cultivator blocking his path.

Dugu Qiubai also looked toward him.

This man was indeed formidable, an extraordinary genius. Though he too was only at the Saint peak, he possessed combat power comparable to a Great Saint and far surpassed everyone around him.

"It's actually Wang Weilin. He's one of Jing Yangyu's Four Great Generals!"

"Who cares who he is? The Nine-Colored Flower is mine!"

**"You actually killed my junior sister? Fine! If I can't have the Nine-Colored Flower, none