Against The Sky Supreme

"Tan Yun, heavily injured and poisoned by my deadly toxin, is sure to die."

Lin Xinyi smiled sweetly, twisting her snake-like delicate body as she looked at the burly Fan Jian, throwing him flirtatious glances. "Brother Fan, how are you going to reward me?"

"You little temptress!"

Fan Jian gazed at the disheveled Lin Xinyi, a strange smile appearing on his face. He suddenly picked her up and walked towards the woods, saying, "What do you think? Hahahaha..."

...

After a while, in front of the Danmai Mountain Gate.

"What the hell... what's going on!" Daniu looked up at the sky, only to see a pitch-black Spirit Vessel crashing down towards him!

Daniu covered his head and fled, wishing he had two more legs!

"Boom!"

The ground shook as if it were water, splitting apart as dust swirled around, and the Spirit Vessel slammed down onto the ground before the mountain gate.

"Ah... spit!" Daniu narrowly dodged what could have been a fatal disaster, getting up from the ground like a dog eating shit, spitting out dirt and cautiously approaching the Spirit Vessel.

"Tan, Tan Shixiong?" When Daniu saw Tan Yun lying on the Spirit Vessel, his face blackened and looking utterly pitiful, he hurried over and squatted beside him, continuously calling out to Tan Yun.

"Tan Shixiong, wake up!"

"Tan Shixiong, you just left for a bit, how did you get so hurt..."

"Tan Shixiong..."

In his daze, familiar cries echoed in his ears, Tan Yun trembled as he opened his heavy eyelids, looking at the anxious Daniu, and weakly said, "Don't worry, I won't die... Quickly pull the three arrows out of my head... remember, be careful not to touch the arrowheads; they are highly toxic..."

"Okay! But Tan Shixiong, you have to bear with it!" Daniu looked at the three poisonous arrows piercing through Tan Yun's skull and felt his scalp go numb.

"Don't talk nonsense... hurry up..." As Tan Yun spoke in fragments, the Qiankun Ring on his finger flickered, and a雷属性的极品灵器飞剑 appeared out of thin air beneath Daniu's feet. "The poisonous arrows are Mid-Grade Spirit Artifacts; you should use this sword to cut them first, then pull them out..."

"I understand, Brother!" Daniu gripped the sword tightly, exerting all his strength, and swung it down towards Tan Yun's head!

"Whoosh!"

The sharp blade whizzed past the back of Tan Yun's head, and immediately, the V-shaped arrowheads of the three poisonous arrows were severed.

Daniu squatted down, grasped Tan Yun's chin with his left hand to stabilize his head, and tremblingly grasped the end of the arrow that pierced through Tan Yun's forehead with his right hand. With a sudden burst of strength, he yanked the first one out!

At this moment, the pain from the five broken ribs in Tan Yun's chest, the two bloody holes penetrated by the sword, and the agony of having his head pierced had already rendered him numb.

By the time Daniu pulled out the third poisonous arrow, Tan Yun's head felt like it was splitting, and he was in a daze!

"Tan Shixiong, it's out now; what do we do?" Daniu looked at Tan Yun's horrific appearance, feeling at a loss.

"Daniu, quickly control the Spirit Vessel... take me to the back mountain herb garden of Cangling Immortal Mountain..."

Tan Yun seemed to have exhausted all his strength. Each time he spoke, a stream of dark blood flowed from his mouth. "I need to find out... the true cause of death of the five stalks of Revival Jade Grass. Zhou Run is meticulous; his cultivation of spiritual herbs is profound... with his character, he must be... closely guarding the Revival Jade Grass... I don't believe that, under these circumstances... the Revival Jade Grass... could die..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tan Yun completely fainted.

Hearing this, Daniu didn’t bother to guard the mountain gate anymore; he directed the Spirit Vessel to fly over the mountain gate and headed towards the Cangling Immortal Mountain, which was fifty thousand miles away...

Three hours later.

In the Spirit Mountain Herb Garden, the disposable disciples who were cultivating spiritual herbs were aware that Elder Shen would be executed in two hours. Each of them looked sorrowful, their expressions filled with grief.