Jiang Ping An raced through the sea of sand, flinging resources from his body as he went.
His heart ached.
He had traded his places at the Dao Beginning Heavenly Mansion for every one of those resources on the Fourth Floor of Creation Mountain.
Now he had to throw them away for a sliver of hope of survival.
Before leaving the Fourth Floor, he should have traded them for something that could save his life.
But forces from the Fifth Layer had come knocking the moment he emerged from the Dao Beginning Heavenly Mansion. He had had no time to buy the treasures he wanted.
Afterward, he had devoted himself to cultivation and never thought about buying Mystic Treasures.
"Go on, then! Throw out more treasures!"
Yan Shan saw Jiang Ping An slowing down and immediately mocked him.
Her voice carried across the sand sea, thick with provocation.
She wanted him to keep wasting resources. Once they ran out, he would have no means left to resist.
Jiang Ping An swept his arm out again, hurling a black spherical divine object.
Yan Shan immediately chased after it.
Greed flashed in her eyes. Judging by the black sphere's energy fluctuations, it was another high-grade treasure.
But as she drew near, the sphere suddenly exploded.
Boom!
A terrifying fireball engulfed dozens of kilometers. Its energy shoved the surrounding sand aside, leaving a vast vacuum.
The grains vaporized instantly in the heat, leaving not even dust behind.
What Jiang Ping An had thrown this time was no treasure. It was an offensive Mystic Treasure containing a sealed King-level Sixth-Order Divine Art.
It was the only Mystic Treasure he possessed that could threaten a King-level Sixth-Order God King.
High-grade disposable Mystic Treasures like this were exceptionally rare.
The reason was simple: sealing a Divine