Peerless Pill God

The night in the Cloud Dream Great Swamp was exceptionally cold. If it wasn't for the warship or the mysterious Spiritual Array Cavern, Fighter, who only had one Heavy Saint realm, would probably freeze to death in the swamp.    

. . .    

The rising sun rose. Qin Sheng did not sleep well that night.    

"The Cloud Dream Pool is not the strangest place in the entire ancient battlefield. I can always feel some dark souls disturbing my dream!" Qin Sheng walked to the deck and murmured.    

Jia Hui was on night watch the whole night.    

"adults, this is the inner area of the Cloud Dream Swamp. I don't know how many Armored vehicles have died in this swamp. " Jia Hui's eyebrows had frozen into frost. He was ignited by the heteropyrexia with a 'Chi' sound. "Perhaps there are experts who have surpassed the Great Sage realm buried underneath!"    

Qin Sheng nodded after hearing this.    

"Fortunately, the ancient battlefield has been used by many experts' Seals. Those dark souls won't be able to escape so easily. " Qin Sheng was very clear about the history of the ancient battlefield, "The bad luck didn't come this night, did it?"    

Obviously, the bad luck that Qin Sheng was referring to was Xiao Yu and Senior Sister, who had been saved on the ship.    

Jia Hui shook his head and said, "It was very quiet the whole night. "    

One after another, many Hall of Fire disciples on the deck of the warship woke up.    

Due to the environmental influence of the Cloud Dream Pool, even experts who had refined many Heavy Saint realms were like mortals here. If they didn't sleep for a night, they would feel physically and mentally exhausted!    

"Not good!"    

"Something bad has happened!"    

A wave of exclamation was heard. An in-name disciple of the Hall of Fire ran out in a panic.    

Qin Sheng's expression turned cold, and he berated. "What's the matter? Why are you so impatient?"    

That was a Men, a peak First Grade Heavy Saint realm. He was only a tiny bit away from breaking through to Second Grade Heavy Saint realm. Logically speaking, his strength shouldn't be the worst amongst this group of Hall of Fire disciples. What was it that caused him to panic so much?    

The disciple took a deep breath and said, "Commander Guan Hu, he's dead. . . "    

"What?"    

The nominal disciple asked: "Guan Hu is dead?"    

Qin Sheng's body shook, and the faces of Jia Hui, Shangguan Shiyu, and the others changed dramatically.    

Qin Sheng ordered, "Lead the way!"    

"Yes, Lord adults!"    

Very quickly, Guan Hu's residence arrived. He laid on the ground, his face pale, without a trace of blood. His life force had long disappeared, and his corpse was stiff. It looked like he had been dead for a few hours.    

"What do you think?" Qin Sheng's expression was somewhat gloomy.    

As the lord of the Hall of Fire, he led the three commanders. He did not expect that before the mission was completed, one of them actually died!    

If there was no suitable explanation for this matter, even if Qin Sheng had terrifying talent in alchemy, he would still be punished.    

Shangguan Shiyu glanced at Guan Hu and said, "He seemed to have been attacked at night. There are no traces of blood on his body. He must have been attacked by an assassin who specialized in soul attacks!"    

"Assassin?"    

When everyone heard this, many Hall of Fire disciples couldn't help but look at Jia Hui.    

Jia Hui's expression instantly became somewhat unnatural. He was the Killer's Organization that came from a bounty hunter. His specialty was killing and robbing!    

"Hmph!"    

Jia Hui snorted coldly. The aura of the ninth-level Saint realm expert instantly enveloped the entire scene. The interior of Guan Hu's room instantly became like an ice cellar. Everyone's elemental energy froze, shivering in fear.    

"If I, Jia Hui, want to kill a mere Second Heavy Saint realm's Ants, why would I need to hide it?" Jia Hui's face was ashen. His entire body was emitting a terrifying pressure as he spoke in a gloomy voice.