The two elders flew into a rage when they saw the disciple march straight into the forbidden area with two strangers. "Who are they? How dare they trespass in the heart of Red Phoenix Valley's treasury!"
"Elders, he's the Outer Realm... Lord Qin Yan!"
The disciple hastily corrected himself, his voice trembling.
The two elders' pupils contracted sharply at the name "Qin Yan."
The post they guarded lay in the deepest reaches of Red Phoenix Valley, completely cut off from the outside world. They had not witnessed the earth-shaking battle just now.
But they knew the valley's experts had joined forces with Penglai Island to cast an inescapable net and surround the Outer Realm Demon who had dared to challenge the entire Eastern Region.
"Where are the other elders of our valley?" one elder asked in a low voice, forcing down his unease.
"Dead."
Qin Yan's tone was flat.
The two elders' faces changed drastically. "Impossible! You—"
Before they could finish, a massive hand woven from yin and yang crushed their bodies. Two clouds of scarlet blood mist bloomed silently before the treasury doors.
The disciple beside them witnessed it all. When he looked at Qin Yan again, the fear in his eyes was so thick it seemed ready to spill over.
His whole body shook violently, and even his teeth chattered beyond his control.
Qin Yan did not spare him another glance. "Keep going."
The disciple hurriedly retrieved the treasury key from beside the elders' remains. His hands shaking, he slowly opened the heavy doors of red copper.
Qin Yan and Huang Jiuli stepped inside.
The moment he entered, Qin Yan's eyes lit up.
The treasury's interior was vast. Dozens of fist-sized fire spirit pearls were set into its vaulted ceiling, illuminating the entire space as brightly as day.