Chapter 103: The Venerable's Magical Tool

  "Fall back! Fall back!"

  Chu Tian pulled Han Feng over with one hand, his sword tightly gripped in his fist.

  The golden skeleton slowly lifted its head, and a hazy gray mist rose in its eyes, which had now taken on the appearance of eyeballs.

  With a gaze of deathly silence, the golden skeleton's entire body emitted a piercing golden light, its overbearing aura suddenly filling the entire scene.

  Lu Fan and others hastily retreated a few steps, keeping their distance from the golden skeleton.

  But before he had taken ten steps back, Lu Fan saw the space behind him distort.

  The terrifying degree of distortion made Lu Fan and others dare not take another step forward.

  The entire hall was filled with one after another illusory space, like a series of unfolding scrolls, appearing all around.

  In an instant, Lu Fan saw the Starlight Hall they had just passed by, the medicine room where they had picked up the medicinal materials, and even the entrance gate when they came in.

  In addition, there was a room filled with all sorts of small bottles. Lu Fan took one glance and his heart slightly stirred. This was the Dan Medicine Hall, where a Xian Qi Master had left behind all his dan medicines. They were categorized and placed neatly.

  There were over a thousand bottles.

  Further to the side, there is a room for placing ritual objects, a room filled with puppets, and a room piled high with wealth.

  Every room looks so luxurious and grand, the materials inside are probably all top-notch. Such enormous wealth is absolutely worthy of a fairy-like master's family. Even, possibly, an ordinary Qiankun realm cultivator may not have as much property as this place.

  Suddenly, Han Feng also saw the room where Zhu Lao Gui and others were fighting.

  Inside, Zhū Lǎo Guǐ and Yán Qīng were both covered in blood, and the ones they were fighting against were none other than the terrifying Compound Formation Array.

  Layer upon layer of grand formations forced Yan Qing to go all out.

  Fierce and powerful aura with visible black light, apparently he has already stepped into the Yuanxian realm.

  Fierce and intense color, this is the ability that only Yuan Fenger's martial artist has. The faint black color indicates that Han Feng's cultivation in the way of martial arts is biased towards destruction and darkness.

  But no matter what kind of martial art it is, as long as you step into the threshold of the way, its power will have a qualitative leap.

  Even if Yan Qing had not fully entered the Yuan Gu realm, his attack sharpness was far beyond what those outer Gu realm warriors could match.

  One punch down, and the terrible air mass can destroy everything in sight.

  Even the mighty Five Elements Formation was shaking under his fist. The Five Elements Ferocious Beast, which had condensed into a ten-zhang-tall entity with astonishing power within the formation, was also being destroyed time and again by Yan Qing's fist. Across different voids, Lu Fan could still feel the shocking power emanating from Yan Qing's fists.

  Suddenly, Yan Qing and Zhu Lao Gui turned their heads at the same time, as if they had also discovered the sudden appearance of the void illusion.

  The two of them looked surprised and obviously saw Lu Fan and others too. Then they rushed over directly.

  Lu Fan tightly grasped his sword hilt and stared as Yan Qing burst out of the circular void with a loud explosion.

  Yan Qing and Zhu Lao Gui suddenly appeared, causing Lu Fan and others to stand back-to-back immediately.

  Yan Qing burst out in a loud scolding tone: "What kind of crappy place is this, it almost killed me! You old ghost Zhulao, I'm telling you, one spiritual elixir isn't enough, at least two are needed!"

  The old bamboo ghost struggled to get up, his legs constantly flowing out black blood, apparently he had been poisoned.

  Continuously stuffing the elixirs into his mouth, Zhu Lao Gui said: "As agreed, one is just one. Yan Qing, even if your master comes, it's still just one spiritual elixir."

  Yan Qing reached out and grabbed Zhu Lao Gui's neck with one hand.

  At such a close distance, coupled with Yan Qing's strength, Zhu Lao Gui basically had no chance of resisting.

  "Gritting his teeth, Yan Qing said: 'Old man, I said a few pieces is just a few pieces. If you don't give them to me, I won't mind killing you right here and taking all your things.'"

  Yan Qing's eyes were filled with a violent aura, and the black air around her body transformed into the shape of a black dragon.

  An old face turned red, and Zhu Lao Gui really felt a terrible killing intent from Yan Qing's body.

  "Go ahead, just two!"

  Bamboo old ghost acknowledged defeat, gritted his teeth and spoke out loud.

  Yan Qing let out a cold snort and directly threw Zhu Lao Gui to the side like trash. Even with Zhu Lao Gui's cultivation as a Qi Refining Master, he was completely no match for Yan Qing.

  Her gaze slowly fell on Lu Fan and others, Yan Qing smiled slightly and said: "Is there anyone who can explain to me where this is?"

  Lu Fan and others did not speak, but looked at him as if they were facing a great enemy.

  Yan Qing suddenly saw Chu Tian, slightly stunned, then smiled and said: "Isn't this the Left Heavenly Sword Chu Tian of Yuan Yuan Academy? Could it be that this place is your Yuan Yuan Academy's territory?"

  Chu Tian coldly said: "Do you think I'll answer you? Yan Qing."

  Yan Qing smiled and said: "I think you'll answer. If you don't want to be beaten by me and lie in bed for a few more months."

  Chu Tian's long sword stood upright, and he said, "Last time at the Yin Yang Institute, I didn't use my full strength. If you want to fight me here, I'll tell you that even if it means violating the rules of the Yuan Institute, I will break a few of your bones."

  Yan Qing's mouth corner revealed a hint of disdainful smile.

  "Is it? Then you'll probably die here."

  "It's still uncertain who will die!"

  Lu Fan stepped forward and said.

  Han Feng shouted loudly: "Yan Qing, you're just relying on that little bit of skill from the Yin Yang Institute to show off. If you have the guts, don't use the Yin Yang Institute's skills and come at me. Do you dare, kid?"

  Yan Qing didn't even bother to respond to Han Feng, turned her head and glanced at Lu Fan, smiling: "New face. Can't be a new disciple of Yuan Yuan Academy, right? What a pity, looks like a decent kid, but went to Yuan Yuan Academy."

  Lu Fan slowly said: "Then I should be grateful, it turns out that all of Yin Yang Institute are self-conceited fools like you."

  Yan Qing let out a soft laugh, and the aura on her body began to condense.

  Lu Fan and the other four also released their own powerful auras, and the great battle began as soon as they touched.

  At this time, a loud rumbling sound like thunder suddenly came from all around.

  "Years have passed, I don't know how many. I am Xu Chang, also known as the Ten Directions Immortal Master. To all the fellow Taoists who have come here, if you want to take my property, then I think you should have gained a lot in the Hidden Medicine Hall. The remaining things, I will leave for my successor disciples. If you are not willing to become my successor disciple, then quickly leave, it's still possible at this time."

  As he spoke, a golden skeleton appeared behind him, and a void gate emerged.

  Outside, a green forest of trees and various weeds are clearly visible, apparently the exit.

  Lu Fan and the others exchanged a glance, none of them showing any intention to leave. Zhu Lao Gui, who had just managed to crawl up from the ground, was staring intently at the Law Instrument Palace in the void with scorching eyes. With his keen eyesight, he could naturally see that every single instrument inside was an extreme treasure, and even one of them would greatly enhance his abilities.

  Yan Qing turned her head and looked around, when she saw the large hall filled with elixirs, Yan Qing's eyes lit up.

  A few steps forward, Yan Qing stretched out her hand to test if she could enter.

  His hand had just touched the void, and the golden skeleton suddenly swung its hand and released a golden light, which hit Yan Qing's body.

  The power contained in the golden light was so terrifying that, with Yan Qing's half-step Yuanming boundary strength, he was actually pierced by this golden light, directly penetrating his defenses and leaving a dark wound on his chest.

  Yan Qing suddenly became angry and stared fixedly at the golden skeleton.

  Inside the grand hall, the voice of the ten-directions immortal master was heard once again.

  "Those who do not inherit my legacy will never obtain anything again. Since ancient times, wealth and treasures have moved people's hearts and souls, and reckless greed has led to death and the destruction of one's path. Now you have an hour to choose whether to leave or stay. Any cultivator who has reached the realm of Spiritual Energy and is under a hundred years old can come and pay their respects before my corpse, and I will decide whether you are worthy of accepting my legacy."

  "A spirit master under a hundred years old. Such people, aren't they all stunning talents like me? Who would worship a dead person as their master? I'd rather see, how strong is the power of someone who has already died."

  Yan Qing walked forward and punched at the golden skeleton.

  Fists transformed into a black dragon, his entire body submerged in the surging aura.

  But before his fist could hit the golden skeleton, the small tower in the golden skeleton's hand lit up.

  It looks ordinary, but at this moment it shines with dazzling nine-colored light, like nine spiral beams of light that shoot up to the sky, directly breaking through Yan Qing's fist.

  At the same time, nine rays of light transformed into nine hundred-foot giant swords, instantly slashing down.

  Yan Qing widened her eyes and hastily raised her hand.

  "Condense!"

  A dark dragon shield with a powerful aura blocked the giant sword that was slashing down.

  With a loud crash, Yan Qing's upper body was directly blasted into the hard inkstone.

  With a flash of movement, like teleportation, Yan Qing escaped from Mo Shi, with a thread of fresh blood dripping from his forehead.

  "Fearsome power. Mighty magical artifact."

  Yan Qing murmured.

  Lu Fan's face completely changed as he looked at the golden skeleton.

  The combat power of this corpse is absolutely no less than that of a martial artist in the Earthly Boundary or a Qi Refiner in the Aura Sealing stage.

  Bamboo Old Ghost stared blankly at the small tower in the hands of the golden corpse, and whispered: "Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower, it's actually Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower, impossible! Why would Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower be in the hands of Tian Shi? He held Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower, why did he die. Even a cultivator at the level of Qiankun Boundary couldn't kill him."

  Although Zhu Lao Gui's voice was small, Yan Qing's ears moved slightly, and he heard it clearly.

  Yan Qing smiled immediately.

  "This is the Jiulong Xuanhuang Pagoda? I've heard of its reputation. The magical artifact that the Dragon God relied on to become famous 10,000 years ago. A powerful artifact that a deity relies on for their life, very good, very good."

  Lu Fan's expression changed greatly, it's the artifact of the Venerable!

  It is said that as long as one obtains it, they can possess unparalleled power, and the revered artifact of the Sovereign can move mountains and seas.

  Lu Fan was also excited, if he could get this treasure, he might be able to save himself a hundred years of bitter cultivation.

  The old bamboo ghost shouted loudly.

  "Yan Qing, help me get it. The treasure is useless to you, as long as you help me obtain this tower, I'll give you as many spiritual pills as you want."

  Yan Qing looked at Zhu Lao Gui with a silly expression, "Having obtained a respected artifact, do I still need spiritual pills? Take it and exchange it with those powerful Qi cultivators for some Xuan Dan, no, even Xian Dan should be obtainable."

  Zhu Lao Gui's face suddenly turned deathly pale.