Medicine Garden

The other Gold Pavilion squad led by Nu Ce also arrived.

Nu Ce was from the Asura Clan and exceptionally skilled in assassination. Had it been anyone else just now, they would have died beneath that streak of blood-red light long ago.

Chen Mo watched in secret amazement, yet also felt somewhat dejected. There was still quite a gap between him and them.

"Hehe, the Little God-Slaying Bow. The Immortal Holy Land has delivered a treasure right to us. Youming Du, we can't let him get away." Nu Ce stared heatedly at the golden bow in Li Hu's hand.

He had never even touched a Top-Tier Holy Artifact before.

"That was exactly my intention," Youming Du said coldly.

"Youming Du, do you really have to fight us here? Fang Yueya of the Ling Shuang Holy Land already headed for Weeping Blood Mountain long ago." Taking advantage of the brief clash between Youming Du and Li Hu, Ye Jin had adjusted his breathing for a while. His face was now ashen as he glared at Youming Du.

"Killing you is more enticing to me than Weeping Blood Mountain." Youming Du smiled, but there was not the slightest warmth in his laughter.

"You..." Ye Jin's face completely darkened. "Do you really think you can kill me?"

If he wanted to flee, Ye Jin was confident he could escape. The only reason he had not done so was that he could not abandon the Profound Heaven Holy Land disciples he had brought with him.

After all, these disciples were all Heavenly Prides of the Profound Heaven Holy Land. If they fell here again, the Holy Lord would certainly punish him upon his return.

"You sure talk a lot. Deal with Li Hu. Leave Ye Jin to me." After speaking indifferently to Nu Ce,