After Fane thought about it, he told everyone, "After all, if all of us break into the third-grade ultimate god realm, our ability to protect ourselves in this forest will increase a lot."
"Haha. Then I won't hold back anymore!"
Alejandro burst into laughter. He suddenly felt that it was the right choice to establish good relations with the Woods family—a fantastically wise choice. Otherwise, how could he enter this land so easily and break into the ultimate god realm so soon!
Lancelot's heart was full of admiration. The last time, he had failed to make a breakthrough to the first-grade ultimate god realm. He probably needed to wait a few more days before he could try the
second time. After all, although making a breakthrough from the peak of the true god realm to the first-grade ultimate god realm looked like it was just a single step, it was actually a huge breakthrough. Just that one step felt like crossing a gorge. The fighting power of the first-grade ultimate god realm and the peak of the true god realm were two different matters entirely.
The next morning, everybody happily searched for the spirited grass.
However, they never imagined that along the way, they would actually run into disciples from the Pavilion of Soaring fighting with the Pavilion of Skies for spirited grass.
"Young Master Fane, save us!"
As the numbers of the disciples of the Pavilion of Soaring were too few, they were being surrounded by a group that was a few times their number. Many of them had already died, and even though they were preparing to give up their spirited grass, the enemy had no intention of letting them go.
"That's right, Young Master Fane. We'll give you the spirited grass as long as you save our lives!"
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