Secret Fortunes of the Third Era

Myth—Wind Fire Giant Wheel!

As expected, the First Era was extraordinarily wealthy. The great powerhouses each displayed their divine abilities, and a massive wheel appeared in the sky, crushing down with unparalleled force!

In the blink of an eye, one ghost was crushed into fragments, its foul-smelling fluids splattering across the earth.

Myth—Tide Overflowing Pearl!

Endless moisture condensed into raindrops. Every drop was black as ink, its surface marked with blood-red patterns. Like venom from the abyss, they carried the baleful aura of death.

These raindrops shot toward Crane Immortal, as though even the void had been polluted into a black-and-red hue.

"These Magic Treasures were all forged from Innate spiritual treasures born at the Beginning of Heaven and Earth..." Lu Yuan widened his eyes and muttered, "They carry a portion of the world's power. No wonder they are so mighty. There probably aren't many Innate spiritual treasures like these."

For some reason, he felt that the craftsmanship behind these Magic Treasures was actually rather poor.

The materials were simply far too exceptional. Even rudimentary processing had given them tremendous power.

"If I forged them, I could definitely create better Magic Treasures!" Lu Yuan could not help feeling melancholy. Such crude craftsmanship was an outrageous waste...

As the battle reached its fiercest point, the fighting atop Kunlun Summit became increasingly dazzling. The Gale Wind raised by the battle spread tens of thousands of miles away.

Several Mythical powerhouses, whose combat strength had already been extremely high, pushed their Essence, Qi, and Spirit to their limits. In quick succession, they shattered several ghosts. "I had wanted to see just how strong Ink Sect's greatest war weapons were... Looking at them now, they are nothing special. They can only bully the weak."

Crane Immortal watched them coldly, putrid mold spots having spread