Dragon's Origin

The eleven Linglong Pavilion experts chasing Wang Sheng had already seen hope. Even if their combat experience was not as rich as Wang Sheng's, they could still see at a glance the state of Wang Sheng's injuries.

His left arm was obviously ruined, and his leg was mostly useless. His internal organs were definitely seriously injured, and he probably had several broken ribs. The dying blows of his companions struck Wang Sheng's chest. No matter how strong Wang Sheng's body was, he probably couldn't completely dissolve the terrifying power unleashed by his own companions. They didn't understand others, but how could they not understand their own companions?

However, of the eleven experts chasing him, only eight were completely unscathed. Of the remaining three, one had a wrist that was half-broken, one had a penetrating wound on each of his leg and arm, and another had a broken arm, the degree of bending obvious at a glance.

Even the eight who were unharmed didn't mean they had no injuries at all, just very minor ones that didn't affect their combat actions. But their protective suits were all tattered, looking as if they had been ravaged by countless people.

This wasn't from being snagged by bushes or anything in the forest, but caused by a group of fierce little beasts that suddenly appeared in the later stages of the chase. Those snow rats and foxes that had changed color were much more agile than the human experts of Linglong Pavilion. When everyone was carefully chasing Wang Sheng, their sudden rush brought not only lethality, but also definitely hindered everyone's progress.

The few who were killed by Wang Sheng in the later stages were delayed in their rescue because of these small beasts. But even so, those Linglong Pavilion experts who were killed also used their lives to add injury after injury to Wang Sheng's body, repeatedly worsening Wang Sheng's injuries.

Wang Sheng's walking was already unsteady. Even if he could still command some fierce demon beasts, as long as they weren't from the core area of the Perpetual Killing Ground, they were no threat at all to the Linglong Pavilion experts. The only few small beasts from the core of the Perpetual Killing Ground had already been killed by several legendary experts in the previous attacks, leaving only one.

Although those small beasts were very ferocious, they were still no match for the newly advanced legendary experts and were killed one after another. Seeing that Wang Sheng had only a snow rat left beside Lin Ling, and Wang Sheng himself was staggering, he was simply at the end of his rope.

Injured in the knee, Wang Sheng's speed couldn't increase. He could only rely on driving the insects and demon beasts in the Perpetual Killing Ground to block the Linglong Pavilion pursuers. At this time, the Linglong Pavilion people were not in a hurry. The more time they dragged on, the less Wang Sheng's injuries would be restored, and the weaker Wang Sheng would become. They didn't need to expend much effort to wait for Wang Sheng to collapse on his own.

On the one hand, Master Qian also had the idea of exhausting Wang Sheng in this way. On the other hand, Wang Sheng's previous killings had really made the Linglong Pavilion people a little frightened. Every time they saw their companions fighting Wang Sheng desperately, they couldn't rescue them in time, and their companions would always be killed by Wang Sheng's extraordinary ferocity. Even if he suffered extremely serious injuries himself, he would not leave a trace of life for his companions. That extraordinary ferocity made people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Based on these two thoughts, Master Qian and his ten subordinates all hoped that Wang Sheng would not be able to hold on and fall to the ground without them having to do anything. Therefore, everyone preferred to follow Wang Sheng unhurriedly, always maintaining a threat so that Wang Sheng had no time to recover, just like a seasoned hunter chasing injured prey, quietly waiting for the prey to struggle and become weaker and weaker, and finally be easily caught by the hunter.

However, the Linglong Pavilion people obviously didn't know how sharp Wang Sheng's Nine Words True Words were. After the Old Lord Temple obtained the Nine Words True Words, they had always regarded them as top secrets. Outsiders may know the name of the Nine Words True Words, but who could know the real effect?

Old Daoist Lingxu had only initially mastered the Nine Words True Words, but Wang Sheng had already mastered the Seven Words Formula. The more time Wang Sheng had, the better his recovery would be. Legendary level cultivation allowed Wang Sheng to not worry about the lack of spiritual energy in this situation. Instead, without intense combat, Wang Sheng's spiritual energy was also rapidly recovering.

Finally, after the Linglong Pavilion people maintained this state and chased for more than two hours, everyone realized that something was wrong. Not only was Wang Sheng not getting weaker and weaker, but he was getting more and more energetic.

The first thought of everyone was that Wang Sheng must be carrying the best spiritual medicine. The fact was similar. In addition to the Seven Words Formula of the Nine Words True Words, spiritual medicine was essential for Wang Sheng. With so many gold coins, it was impossible to buy the most top-level spiritual medicine in large quantities, but a small amount of one or two was still prepared.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, looking at each other in dismay. This time, they had backfired. They could have taken advantage of the victory to pursue, but they had given Wang Sheng two hours to recover in vain. It was also Wang Sheng's fault for disguising himself so well. For the first hour and a half, he did disguise himself as getting weaker and weaker to attract everyone's attention, and only in the last half hour did he show signs of recovery.

Master Qian's eyes were almost spitting fire. He had killed more than forty of his subordinates, and he still dared to play tricks on him like this. This was tolerable, but what was not?

He was obviously about to be unable to support himself in the battle, but the other party actually gave himself two hours to recover. What kind of inexperience could do such a thing? Wang Sheng had led the eleven Linglong Pavilion experts around like monkeys. He didn't know how to describe his mood. Should he be glad that his luck was good, or should he laugh at the stupidity of the Linglong Pavilion people?

At this time, Master Qian no longer bothered to regret his stupidity and lack of combat experience. Anger had filled his mind. Looking at Wang Sheng's still staggering figure not far away, he shouted angrily at Wang Sheng's back: "Kill him!"

The ten Linglong Pavilion experts said nothing, gritted their teeth, and rushed up quickly. They had also been thoroughly fooled by Wang Sheng and were already filled with anger. The pavilion master's roar was exactly what they longed for in their hearts. After hearing it, they immediately rushed towards Wang Sheng frantically and attacked.

They no longer cared how fierce or cunning Wang Sheng was. Wang Sheng had killed their companions and played tricks on them. This was already an irreconcilable hatred, and the two sides would never stop until one of them died.

Seeing everyone rushing over frantically, Wang Sheng did not dare to face ten people at once. He had only recovered a part of his strength now. Facing one person would require exchanging injuries for life, facing ten people would be wishing for death to come faster.

So Wang Sheng immediately increased his speed as before, while urging all the surrounding animals to attack the Linglong Pavilion experts frantically. He himself used the fastest speed to leave the battle circle.

The Linglong Pavilion experts had already lost their composure, which gave Wang Sheng another chance to defeat them one by one.