CHAPTER 468: CHAPTER 121: EXPLODING EARTH STAR? ALL SWORDS RETURN TO THE SECT?_3

The power seemed terrifying, capable of piercing a Legendary Level Creature with a single arrow.

This time, Su Yan did not dodge.

He reached out with one hand, grabbed the Feather Arrow, and snapped it into two with a crisp CRACK.

"Not bad," a middle-aged man’s voice came from ahead, sounding somewhat familiar.

But for the life of him, Su Yan couldn’t remember where he had heard it before.

"HUM!"

"HUM!"

"HUM!"

Suddenly, three terrifying Feather Arrows shot towards him.

They targeted vital areas—the eyes, the throat, and the groin—with exceedingly malicious intent.

Su Yan, fearless in the face of danger, activated his Creature Pressure to its fullest, shaking off all three incoming Feather Arrows.

His eyes narrowed, and he charged forward at high speed.

He hated those who hid in the shadows and took cheap shots. He had to rush over and crush the opponent; otherwise, he wouldn’t feel satisfied!

Where are they?

Su Yan had rushed forward several thousand meters, his Five Senses Perception fully active the entire way, but he had not detected any creature’s presence.

What was going on? How could a person just vanish into thin air?

Su Yan furrowed his brows tightly, puzzled by this eerie occurrence.

That voice just now sounded familiar. But why... can’t I remember who it is?

Thinking this, Su Yan couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.

However, he quickly stopped obsessing over it.

The most pressing issue at hand was to track An Shihua and see where she was headed.

But... after being delayed just now, I don’t know if I can still pinpoint her location.

Thinking this, Su Yan quickly returned to his original spot and tried to search for An Shihua’s whereabouts.

However, the result was very disappointing.

An Shihua’s trail had completely vanished, and he could no longer use his Five Senses Perception to lock onto her.

Disappointed as he was, Su Yan was somewhat prepared for this.

He knew that the man who had just taken a covert shot at him did not aim to hurt him but to stop him from tracking An Shihua.

"It seems that the relationships among creatures are far more complex than I had imagined," Su Yan remarked.

He immediately returned to the battlefield to see if he could scavenge anything left behind.

After all, even a mosquito’s leg is still meat.

If there were any Demonic Plants left uncleaned on the battlefield, he didn’t mind putting in some extra effort to go back and loot.

「Two minutes later.」

When Su Yan returned to the battlefield, the teachers and students of Jingdou High School were all engaged in clearly defined post-battle tasks. Those of a higher Creature Level roamed the battlefield, killing any stragglers, while those with a lower Creature Level handled logistics, such as tending to the injured and moving bodies.

With his Five Senses Perception fully active, Su Yan scanned the battlefield from a high vantage point, locating all the stragglers.

Then, he descended slightly and unleashed his Creature Pressure to deliver precise strikes against the surviving Demonic Plants.

Very quickly, a cacophony of strange cries rose and fell, and then all the Demonic Plants on the battlefield perished, leaving none alive.

This left the teachers and students, who had been struggling against the Demonic Plants, utterly bewildered.

For a moment, they couldn’t understand what was happening before them.

How could the ferocious Demonic Plants from one moment ago suddenly die the next? What was going on?

Just as everyone stood bewildered, Su Yan, now in mid-air, suddenly surged with spiritual power. He then pulled the Exotic Flower Fruits from the Demonic Plant remnants on the ground, drawing them into the air.

Thus, the people on the ground witnessed a shocking scene.

Countless plants, as if suddenly gaining consciousness, flew rapidly towards the same point high in the sky.

From a distance, the entire scene somewhat resembled an Exploding Earth Star or All Swords Return to the Sect, an immensely awe-inspiring spectacle.

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