Casting a glance behind him, he saw two enormous winged dragons hurtling toward him with thunderous force.
These two winged dragons had a truly bizarre appearance. A pair of massive flesh wings sprouted from their backs, and when spread wide, they spanned a full thirty feet, creating the impression of blotting out the sky and sun.
Wang Han had barely dodged the first attack when the two winged dragons showed no intention of stopping. Their wings flickered, and they spun around to charge at him once more.
Their massive jaws opened wide, and arcs of terrifying purple lightning crackled down toward Wang Han.
Wang Han was scared out of his wits. These two were actually lightning-type winged dragons, and judging from their overwhelming presence, they were clearly no weaker than human-saint-level powerhouses.
How could a mere Wang Han, fighting alone, possibly withstand the combined bombardment of two winged dragons?
His mind raced at breakneck speed, but only a single thought remained—flee!
Several thousand stalks of Holy Infant Grass were certainly tempting, and could even change the destiny of the
*Swoosh!*
A cold light radiated from Wang Han's entire body as he activated an escape talisman, tearing directly through the void and vanishing in a burst of spatial transit.
Clearly, Wang Han understood perfectly well that with his normal speed, he stood no chance against the winged dragons. If he lagged behind by even half a beat and got entangled with them, it would be a dead end.
Moreover, Wang Han had another calculation—he couldn't let the winged dragons lock onto him. He had to leave them here to deal with
Wang Han knew full well that his strike hadn't killed Jiang Chen. If he lured the winged dragons away, it would only be doing Jiang Chen a favor.
This was something Wang Han would absolutely never do.
Lead the winged dragons away himself and let Jiang Chen go pick the Holy Infant Grass? Since when was anything that easy?
So Wang Han made his decision without the slightest hesitation. He activated a single escape talisman, forcibly ripping open the void and fleeing the area, leaving the winged dragons behind for Jiang Chen.
As long as the winged dragons destroyed Jiang Chen, he could always come back and have his chance later.
And once Jiang Chen was eliminated, the secret of the Holy Infant Grass would never get out. Wang Han would still have his opportunity.
It had to be said, Wang Han's scheme was a clever one.
The two winged dragons gave chase relentlessly, but when they suddenly saw a flash of escape light and lost all trace of their enemy, they looked at each other in bewilderment, momentarily unsure of what to do.
These two winged dragons were clearly the guardians of this area. This ancient medicinal garden had gone three thousand years without a human intruder, which meant they had gone three thousand years without encountering an opponent.
Their combat experience was practically nonexistent.
The two winged dragons bumped heads and exchanged low growls for a moment, apparently concluding that their enemy was too cunning to catch.
Reluctantly, they turned back.
From the moment the two winged dragons gave chase to the moment they returned, only about ten breaths had passed.
But when they arrived back, they were stunned.
Several thousand stalks of Holy Infant Grass—every single one of them had vanished during the less-than-ten-breath span of their absence!
The two winged dragons flew into a towering rage at the sight.
That Holy Infant Grass was their food supply! They hadn't even begun to enjoy it, and someone had cleared out the entire patch!
"ROAR!"
"Awooo!"
The two winged dragons threw back their heads and howled, their fury beyond measure.
"Boss, these humans are despicable!"
"Whoever stole our Holy Infant Grass must be an accomplice of that white-clothed one! As long as we find that white-clothed fellow, we'll find the one who took the Holy Infant Grass!" the other winged dragon growled, its eyes sweeping across the ravaged ground where not a single stalk of Holy Infant Grass remained.
Both winged dragons looked as though flames might shoot from their eyes.
"Right, they must be accomplices! I remember that one's face. Let's go—find him!"
"Let's go!"
These two winged dragons clearly had very limited spiritual awareness and were not particularly bright. They had no other thoughts—it was settled, in their minds, that Wang Han's accomplice had stolen their Holy Infant Grass.
Several dozen li away, Wang Han had just emerged from his escape-light trajectory when he was struck by a sudden, inexplicable sneeze. A chill ran through his entire body without warning.
He had no idea whatsoever that the two winged dragons had already developed a deep hatred for him.
Standing in place, Wang Han let out a smug, cold laugh. "Jiang Chen, I hope those two winged dragons give you a wonderful time. Champion of the Huanbo Mountain Alchemy Tournament? Let's see how cocky you can act in front of winged dragons."
Just as he was gloating, Wang Han's gaze suddenly turned cold. Two black dots had appeared in the distant void, and they seemed to be hurtling straight toward him.
As the two dots rapidly grew larger, Wang Han's eyes went wide and his entire body trembled with shock.
"Damn it—I used the escape talisman, and they still tracked me down?!"
Seeing the two winged dragons closing in, Wang Han was so terrified his eyes nearly popped out of his head. He didn't dare linger for another instant and transformed into a streak of cold light, fleeing at top speed.
He still had escape talismans, but each one was a life-saving opportunity. He wasn't about to squander them carelessly.