“I’m sorry. Please go back. No one else may have the essence power here,” the blue-clothed cultivator said. Seeing Chen Feng not take action, he too held back. The most important reason for that was because he was not confident in his ability to handle Chen Feng.

“If that’s the case, I’ll get it myself,” Chen Feng said, a blood-red river surging out from his eyes.

“Humph! You already know that we are from the Blood Eyes Clan, but you still dare to resort to such tricks in front of us? Do you not know the meaning of shame?” The blue-clothed cultivator scoffed and runes flashed out from his blood-coloured eyes. Strands of light flowed out to shred the river of blood that Chen Feng released before absorbing them all into his eyes.

Suddenly, countless vines shot out furiously from the blue-clothed cultivator’s back, instantly tying him up.

“The Divine Malla Vine! This is the treasure of the Celestial Malla Plane! How could you be in possession on this?” The blue-clothed cultivator was astounded and bloody light charged out as he attempted to break free.

“This is the Divine Malla Vine that I have modified. Looks like the effects of the modification is quite good.” A smile appeared on Chen Feng’s face. During the past few years, the Divine Malla Vine had fused with...