Billions of miles away from Buzhou Mountain.
In an inconspicuous mountain range, the surrounding endless spiritual qi gathered crazily, forming a huge spiritual qi vortex.
In the center of the vortex, Wang Peng closed his eyes and sat cross-legged to heal.
The heavy blow from the Primordial Immortal made his entire body seem to have shattered, and he almost turned into ashes.
It took Wang Peng tens of thousands of years to recover from his injuries.
If you don't break, you can't stand up. If you break, you can stand up.
Wang Peng's cultivation improved after he recovered from his injuries.
With the huge amount of energy provided by the Yellow Middle Plum, Wang Peng's Dharmic powers rose to the Grand Unity Mystic Immortal realm in one go!
When his cultivation reached the Grand Unity Mystic Immortal realm, the jade disc fragment in the depths of Wang Peng's soul reacted again.
It was as if Wang Peng's cultivation had met the requirements of the jade disc fragment, and the jade disc fragment flew into Wang Peng's dantian.
A more mysterious route than before flowed through Wang Peng's eight extraordinary meridians.
Under this power, Wang Peng's aura suddenly changed, as if he had turned into a black hole.
Wang Peng was constantly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy. He could even absorb the light on the surface of his body.
This was only a superficial phenomenon. Wang Peng faintly felt that there was a more mysterious ability, but he was not sure yet.
Wang Peng was overjoyed. This was a blessing in disguise.
Wang Peng's confidence was boosted by the increase in his cultivation.
"Qilin Race, you better not let me meet you again. Otherwise, I'll kill one if I see one, and two if I see two!”
Wang Peng's eyes flashed with terrifying killing intent. He would take back this debt with the Qilin Race sooner or later!
Wang Peng got up, removed the surrounding defensive restrictions, and walked out of the mountain range.
It was never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. His current cultivation was still too weak. It was unrealistic to directly kill the Qilin Race to take revenge.
Wang Peng needed to improve his strength again.
At the very least, he would have to advance to the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm or even the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm before he was qualified to shake the Qilin Race, this behemoth.
In the end, strength was the most important thing in the Wilderness.
Wang Peng looked to the north.
Next, he was going to the Northern Continent.
After traveling in the Wilderness for tens of thousands of years, he knew that there were countless powerful and terrifying ferocious beasts in the Northern Continent.
The strength of these ferocious beasts varied. The lowest was a Heaven Immortal, and the highest was even a Primordial Immortal or Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.
Only by going to the Northern Continent to fight the beasts could Wang Peng's strength break through quickly!
Wang Peng didn't stop. He strode toward the Northern Continent.
Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished.
Although tens of thousands of years had passed, the Qilin Race's pursuit of Wang Peng had never stopped.
It didn't die down as time passed. Instead, it became more and more intense.
What a joke. Since the Qilin Tribe became the overlord of the Untainted Land, which cultivator in the Untainted Land dared to kill a Qilin Tribe cultivator?
Even the dragons and phoenixes of the three innate races had to think twice, afraid that a war would break out between the three races.
Not to mention Wang Peng, who was so crazy and valiant that he directly killed the Qilin Race cultivators in the Qilin Race's territory!
If they didn't find Wang Peng and tear him into pieces, where would the Qilin Race put their face?
Not only was the Qilin Race chasing Wang Peng, but even the Dragon Race was involved.
Because of Wang Peng's identity as a water race cultivator, although the dragon race knew that it had nothing to do with them, the pride of the three innate races made them unwilling to deny it.
He seemed to be saying that it was the Dragon Clan who sent people to do it. What can your Qilin Race do to me?
Of course, although they were tough on the Qilin Race, the Dragon Race also hated Wang Peng, the culprit.
Especially after learning that Wang Peng was the same cultivator who killed the divine dragon on the North Sea coast, the dragon race went completely berserk.
Without a word, they immediately sent an army to search for Wang Peng outside the Qilin Race's territory.
Right now, Wang Peng was like a turtle in a jar. If he wanted to go to the Northern Continent to train, he had to break through the blockade of the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan.
Sure enough, Wang Peng had only appeared for a short while, and his whereabouts were immediately detected.
A group of black-robed cultivators flew over from the horizon and surrounded Wang Peng.
On the black robe, a mighty Qilin stared at the front with its eyes wide open.
Qilin Race cultivator!
Moreover, they were all peak Golden Immortals, a total of more than 20 of them!
"Good thief, you've finally appeared. Let's see where you can run to today!”
The leader of the group was a young Qilin Race cultivator with an arrogant expression, as if Wang Peng could no longer escape his grasp.
He couldn't help but think about capturing Wang Peng and handing him over to the clan.
From then on, he became famous in the clan and became a famous hero of the Qilin clan. He even obtained the recognition of the clan leader.
Right, he heard that the patriarch had a beautiful and powerful daughter. Just thinking about it made him a little excited.
"Hehe, escape? Why should I escape? I think you should be the ones running."
Wang Peng's eyes were cold, and his heart was filled with killing intent. There was a touch of mockery in his eyes.
A mere Golden Immortal peak stage actually wanted him to escape? It was simply a huge joke.
Tens of thousands of years ago, he was able to kill a peak Golden Immortal on Mount Buzhou. Now, his cultivation base was even closer, reaching the Grand Unity Mystic Immortal realm.
Killing a Golden Immortal peak stage cultivator was as easy as slaughtering chickens and dogs, so why did he have to escape?
It was fine if he didn't take the initiative to find trouble with the Qilin Race, but he didn't expect that he would actually dare to chase after them.
This place was no longer Buzhou Mountain or the Qilin Race's lair!
Without the protection of the Qilin Race experts, a mere peak Golden Immortal dared to chase after him. He was simply courting death!
There was a path to heaven, but you didn't take it. There was no door to hell, but you barged in!
The leading youth, Kylin, also sensed that something was wrong and immediately checked Wang Peng's cultivation.
It was fine if he didn't check, but once he did, his expression changed again and again.
He was at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm, but he couldn't detect Wang Peng's cultivation at all.
Then, there was only one truth. Wang Peng had already stepped into the realm of Primordial, and his strength was far above his!
The young Qilin was immediately dumbfounded. F * ck, didn't they say that the other party was only a late-stage Golden Immortal and was heavily injured?
Why had he not only recovered from his injuries in just tens of thousands of years, but his cultivation had also soared to the Primordial realm?
Although there was only a thin line between the peak of the Golden Immortal realm and the Primordial realm, the difference in strength was absolutely heaven and earth.
Even if he had just entered the Grand Unity Mystic Immortal realm, he could easily kill a peak Golden Immortal by himself!
The young qilin immediately wanted to retreat. He retreated, wanting to escape.
Wang Peng's face suddenly revealed a ferocious smile.
"It's too late to run now!"
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