"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go snatch a Spirit Artifact first!"
Yunxiao said.
The corners of Yang Zhengshan's mouth lifted. "Then we'll go snatch one!"
What had they come here for?
Wasn't it to steal things?
Exploration and treasure hunting—those were all bullshit. Right now, there were thousands upon thousands of cultivators, Demonic Beasts, Ghost Cultivators, and Martial Artists inside True Yang Heaven. If you wanted to explore, no one else would let you explore in peace. If you wanted to hunt for treasure, that was even more impossible. Everyone would fight you for it.
So this time, entering True Yang Heaven came down to only two words: "fight for."
Fight with men, fight with ghosts, fight with demons.
Yang Zhengshan's figure shot up, and like a swimming dragon, he plunged straight into the chaotic battlefield.
He had already set his sights on a Spirit Artifact—a gourd-shaped Spirit Artifact, radiating a soft azure light and a faint Wood Attribute Life Force.
At this moment, two sides were fighting for this gourd Spirit Artifact. Yang Zhengshan recognized one side: it was precisely the three from Liefeng Valley, Feng Guiyue and his companions. The other side had four people, all with Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivation, and Yang Zhengshan did not know them at all.
Who cared who they were? Snatch it first, talk later.
"Talisman art—strike these bastards dead!"
After Yang Zhengshan drew close, he threw caution to the wind and directly flung out a stack of Mysterious Thunder Talismans.
It really was a big stack, a full forty-plus talismans.
The Talisman Paper ignited, and in an instant, mad thunder danced wildly, filling the entire sky.
The two sides currently exchanging blows were caught completely off guard by this sudden attack.
Yang Zhengshan stared at the green gourd in