Mo Feng was fast. He had just left the main hall when he caught up with Liu Yi and the others, sending the latter flying with a single palm strike.
"Protector Mo! I am just a small fry, spare !"
Liu Yi hurriedly knelt on the ground, pleading for rcy.
"Spare you? What value do you possess that would make spare your life?"
Mo Feng lifted his eyelids and glanced at Liu Yi.
Hearing this, Liu Yi beca extrely anxious. If he couldn't co up with sothing of value, he feared Mo Feng would slaughter him without hesitation.
"I can help you deal with Lin Ya! That woman, the Young Master of the Black Market, is incredibly cautious and possesses many trump cards. Even a Third Level Great Master like you might not be able to defeat her."
"But I am the young master of the Baiyue Trade Association, and she trusts implicitly. If I were to ambush her, I have at least a ninety percent chance of ensuring her death."
A cold glint flashed in Liu Yi's eyes.
To save his own life, he no longer cared about such things; he would betray anyone as long as it ensured his survival.
"Fine, but first, you must take this."
Mo Feng produced a pitch-black Elixir and handed it to Liu Yi.
"What is this?" Liu Yi's expression changed.
"It's the Evil Blood Pill, a secret concoction of my Shocking Death Sect."
A faint, sinister smile touched Mo Feng's lips.
Steeling himself, Liu Yi had no choice but to consu the Evil Blood Pill.
"Lin Ya is your responsibility. If you truly manage to kill her, I will give you the antidote. If you fail, then prepare to die when the Poison takes effect," Mo Feng snorted coldly.
"Rest assured, I will complete the mission."
Liu Yi frowned but could only nod. After all, that bitch Lin Ya had led him into such a dangerous place. And at the critical mont, she didn't take him with her to escape, but instead abandoned him. Since Lin Ya was unjust first, he couldn't be blad for being unrighteous.
「...」
anwhile, Ling Chen and Lin Ya had exited the palace. Guided by the map, they quickly arrived at the rear of the main structure.
BOOM!
The chanism activated, and a stone door leading to the underground Palace appeared before them.
"Below here lies the true mausoleum of the Golden Sand King. The real Treasures should be within."
Lin Ya glanced at Ling Chen, then looked behind her, but saw no one following.
The experts from the Baiyue Trade Association she had brought were likely facing dire straits.
However, she wasn't particularly concerned about the people from the Baiyue Trade Association. As long as she could obtain the Treasure, their deaths would be worthwhile.
"Let's go!"
Without much hesitation, the two entered the underground Palace.
The space within the underground Palace was vast, and the Spiritual Qi was even more abundant. On both sides of the Palace, Flas automatically ignited, rapidly illuminating the entire expanse.
Ling Chen's gaze first fell upon the center of the Palace. There, multicolored light swirled around an astonishing concentration of Spiritual Qi suspended in mid-air, which manifested into visions of dragons, tigers, phoenixes, and turtles.
Beneath it was a stone platform, upon which rested a tal box.
Prying open the box's lock, they found it filled with dazzlingly colored stones, each radiating an astonishing amount of Spiritual Qi.
"These are Spirit-Containing Stones! Extraordinary stones nurtured by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth," Lin Ya's eyes lit up. Spirit-Containing Stones are even better than Solid Reality Pills. They are a rarity in the current Martial World; I can't believe we found them here!"
"There are eighteen Spirit-Containing Stones in this box. We'll each take half."
Ling Chen gestured with his hand, collecting half of the Spirit-Containing Stones.
With these Spirit-Containing Stones, Ling Chen's confidence in breaking through to the Martial Artist Seventh Realm in a short period increased considerably.
After collecting the Spirit-Containing Stones, the two proceeded into a tomb chamber.
The chamber was enclosed by walls, with a large Crystal lamp hanging from the ceiling, bathing the room in light. Beneath the lamp was a stone platform supporting a stone coffin of exceptionally ancient design.
Opening the stone coffin, a musty odor imdiately wafted out. This sll was laced with corpse Poison; the slightest carelessness could lead to a fatal poisoning.
Inside the coffin lay a corpse, dressed in a Gold-threaded Jade Robe and wearing a Crown. Ling Chen didn't need to guess to know that this was the master of the Golden Sand Ancient City, the Golden Sand King himself.
The corpse had not decayed. It held a Black Pearl in its mouth—this pearl was the key to its incorruptibility.
"This Body-Protecting Pearl is a Treasure," Lin Ya remarked, retrieving the Black Pearl from the corpse's mouth.
RUSTLE...
The next mont, the Golden Sand King's corpse crumbled to dust.
"Huh?"
Lin Ya's gaze fell upon a White Jade Bracelet. The Golden Sand King's corpse had disintegrated, but this White Jade Bracelet was remarkably conspicuous.
"This bracelet... it's actually a supre storage Treasure!"
As she infused her True Qi into the bracelet, an expression of shock spread across Lin Ya's face. The storage space within this bracelet is far larger than the storage tool I'm currently wearing!
While Lin Ya was overjoyed, Ling Chen's attention was drawn to a Painting Scroll lying within the coffin.
Taking out the Painting Scroll, Ling Chen unrolled it. It depicted a strange, ancient scene: a Demon engaged in frenzied destruction, slaughter, and annihilation.
Suddenly—a stream of information surged into Ling Chen's mind. On a vast plain, a Demon with two horns, over a hundred ters tall, was roaring. It exhaled, and a great mountain was blown away. It stomped its foot, and the earth cracked open; magma erupted from the fissures, soaring into the Sky and dyeing it red. Its combat strength was simply unheard of, utterly unimaginable!
Just as the Demon uprooted a mountain peak several thousand ters high, a hand suddenly appeared in the Void. With a re strike through the air, a massive vortex materialized. This vortex devoured everything, absorbed everything. The Demon's colossal body was rapidly drained by the vortex until, with a BANG, it exploded, completely consud.
"Not good!" Ling Chen exclaid in amazent. The vortex was now engulfing him as well! He had no way to escape, no path of retreat; in an instant, he was sucked in.
His entire being was torn to shreds by the Devouring Vortex. Simultaneously, Ling Chen felt as if his head were about to explode, his mind inundated with countless, chaotic fragnts of information. In monts, these jumbled fragnts coalesced into a passage of text and an energy circulation diagram.
Absorption Technique.
Ling Chen learned the na of this Secret thod. This Secret thod had three layers, and its effects were exceedingly demonic: it could absorb another's cultivation power for one's own use. The First Layer of the Absorption Technique could absorb the power of cultivators below the Grand Master realm. Upon reaching the Second Level, one could absorb the power of Top Sky Apex Strong experts. And at the Third, one could absorb power from the Saint Realm—the power of legendary Saints.
This sounded, without a doubt, sowhat world-shattering.
Of course, the painting only depicted the First Layer of the Absorption Technique; the latter two layers were not recorded within it.
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