Scarecrow Gift Knife

For the Twelve Demon Generals and their group, their master's Disciple being injured here undoubtedly carried severe consequences.

If, at first, they only wanted to safely bring him back, then now, they had the mind to directly overturn this entire realm.

They thought it, and they did it.

"Rumble..."

That day, at the Emperors dojo, the entire Enlightenment Peak and its mountains were overturned.

"Charge, charge, charge!"

The Twelve Demon Generals led the charge, as if they were going to overturn the very sky.

Of course, if they encountered anything good, they naturally didn't forget to pack it up and take it with them.

The Spiritual Veins in the mountains? Collected!

The rare Spirit Treasure nurtured within the barrier? Collected!

The Spirit Pill and great medicine hidden in the main hall? Collected.

Not even a single prayer mat used for enlightenment was spared, and the illuminating Spirit Treasure hanging from the roof was also taken down.

The Emperors dojo, built over countless tens of thousands of years, contained an immense number of treasures.

With the Twelve Demon Generals clearing the way, the Scarecrow providing combat support, Lin Feng and the other five thousand-plus people were like mice that had fallen into a rice bin.

For the first time, they experienced what it meant to have the 'happiness of too much'.

The treasures contained within both the mountains and the various great halls were simply too numerous!

They couldn't collect them all; it was simply impossible to collect them all!

The Rank of these treasures was so high that even a single one, for them at their current stage, was an invaluable item.

Many people even picked up so many corpses in the area where the Scarecrow had previously created a mountain of corpses that their hands went numb.

As each area was plundered, Qilin Xiao Hei and Little Ga then set raging fires behind them!

Clearly, they were implementing the 'Three Alls Policy': Kill all, loot all, burn all.

What were once ten-thousand-year-old treasure halls and ancient temples were all burned to ashes in the great fire, turning into dust, a mere sound in everyone's ears.

After an entire afternoon of plundering, the group had only plundered less than one percent of the entire Dojo's area.

This shows just how vast the Emperors dojo was.

As the group ran rampant throughout the Emperors dojo, they also alarmed many powerful cultivators who were in secluded life-and-death cultivation.

These cultivators in secluded life-and-death cultivation were protected by large arrays to isolate them from external disturbances.

Therefore, even though a monstrous disaster was unfolding throughout the Emperors dojo, they remained completely unaware.

However, as Qilin Xiao Hei and Little Ga set the fires, and the raging flames spread, many people were awakened from their secluded life-and-death cultivation.

"Who dares to act so presumptuously within the Emperors dojo?"

Then, these words became their final dying remarks!

One jumped out of the raging fire and was killed by the Scarecrow; another jumped out and was killed by the Scarecrow.

Soon, Disciples would step forward to search the corpses for treasures, displaying incredibly tacit cooperation.

The Twelve Demon Generals, observing this from the side, looked on with great envy.

They also wanted to have a satisfying battle.

However, their own strength seemed insufficient.

They were just cheering 'six six six' the whole time, not feeling very involved.

Chicken One pondered for a moment, smoothed the three messy feathers on his head, and approached the Scarecrow.

Rubbing his two wings, he said, "Big Brother, they say when the boss has something to do, the little brothers should take care of it."

"If you, Big Brother, always have to deal with these small fry, we little brothers feel a bit bad."

"Do you, Big Brother, have any temporary methods to boost strength, so that your little brother can also deal with some small characters for you?"

The Scarecrow stiffly turned its head, thought for a moment, then handed out the scythe in its hand.

The dark scythe emitted a black glow, with a metallic texture, as if permeated by a rolling Chaos Qi.

Chicken One looked at the scythe before him, his expression inexplicably stunned.

Big Brother, he just handed over his divine weapon to him like that?

How much trust was this?

Feeling moved, he carefully and solemnly took the scythe as if it were a treasure.

"Thank you, Big Brother!"

Chicken One's heart surged with emotion.

He had a feeling of 'with one blade in hand, the world is mine'.

"Brothers, follow me and charge!"

He impatiently called out to the other Demon Generals, urging them to charge with him, wanting to test the power of this divine weapon.

Chicken One led the charge, his wings transforming into two palms, carrying the scythe, and crashing straight ahead.

The various Demon Generals followed closely behind, running wildly, raising dust wherever they went.

Before long, they arrived in a mountain valley!

The valley was serene and lush, filled with a rich Qi of life.

Outside the valley, a golden light shimmered—that was a grand array.

Above the valley, a plaque was hung. On it, several large characters were written in a flourishing script—Spirit Medicine Valley!

This was, astonishingly, the Nether Emperor's Spirit Medicine Garden.

The Twelve Demon Generals didn't care where this was; Chicken One, holding the scythe, casually swiped it, and the grand array outside the Spirit Medicine Garden instantly had an opening sliced into it.

As everyone poured in, the group led by Chicken One instantly froze in shock.

Looking ahead, the distant view was a riot of colors.

There were countless Spirit Medicine and Spirit Fruits, and groups of Spirit Flowers and Spiritual Roots.

Of the Spirit items, plant by plant, row by row, there were tens of thousands of Saint-Grade quality alone.

There were even hundreds of half-Emperor Rank Spirit items!

And there were even three true Emperor Rank Spirit items within!

Spiritual energy intertwined, fruit fragrance overflowed, divine radiance shimmered, and creation abounded.

It could truly be called a place of great fortune.

"We're... we're rich!"

"Brothers, collect everything, not a single plant can be left behind."

Chicken One's breathing quickened, and his eyes turned red.

The other Demon Generals, like hungry wolves, howled and charged directly into the Spirit Medicine Garden.

They began to sweep from the outermost perimeter.

However, they had only been sweeping for a moment when several figures flew in from afar.

These individuals were uniformly dressed in white Xuan robes, with a 'Medicine' symbol imprinted on their chests.

These were the people responsible for guarding and managing the medicine garden.

Commonly known as 'Medicine Slaves'!

Most were Supreme Realm experts, and the leader was a Saint-Grade powerhouse—Wood Spirit, a living spirit of a Saint-Grade Spirit Medicine.

"Whose adult's livestock are you, daring to be so reckless and come to despoil the Emperor's Spirit Medicine Garden?"

The medicine garden was isolated from the outside world, so even if a huge upheaval occurred outside, those within the garden would not perceive it.

They simply thought that Chicken One and the others were livestock raised by some important figure.

Facing the inquiry from this Saint-Grade powerhouse, all the Demon Generals, led by Chicken One, stopped their actions.

Chicken One raised his head, carrying a scythe several times larger than his own body, and looked directly at the other party.

"What kind of goods are you, daring to stay in my medicine garden?"

At these words, Wood Spirit was instantly stunned.

Wasn't this medicine garden the Emperor's?

When did it become a chicken's?

But in the next moment, he realized that he had been fooled by a chicken.

He became utterly enraged!

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