Excavating the Hei Clan's Treasure Vaults Everywhere

Jiang Ding strolled through Beast-Spirit Immortal City, occasionally swinging his sword to strike at the distance.

Sword light crossed dozens of kilometers, killing Hei Clan or Shang Clan cultivators, or Northern Plains Clan direct-lineage Golden Core cultivators who had passed through this place and voluntarily joined the battle—

In this regard, although the direct lineages of the Northern Plains Clan had always waged war against one another without end, with Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators dying in great numbers as they risked everything for higher realms,

they also possessed a considerable spirit of mutual aid. Even during the cruelest periods of civil war, they preserved and protected the final ancestral sacrificial grounds of every clan.

Like the many feudal states of the Spring and Autumn period under the Son of Heaven of Zhou, though scattered and fragmented by nature, they could sometimes stand united as one.

After the sword light descended fifteen times in succession, every hostile Golden Core cultivator was dead.

Jiang Ding stopped, closed his eyes, and rested, recovering the spiritual power and divine sense he had expended in the previous battle.

"True Lord, we are unable to handle the Scripture Repository's formation. We fear that if the formation breaks, it will trigger the self-destruction of the cultivation manuals and scriptures..."

Not long afterward, Yu Zhong's respectful voice came through.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and swept his divine sense over the Scripture Repository more than ten kilometers away.

As the object most coveted by the Golden Core cultivators, this place had drawn over thirty of them. After some tentative attacks, they had been blocked by a top-tier third-order formation and did not dare make any further moves.

Naturally, this formation was not so simple.

At its peak, backed by the Hei Clan's clan-protecting grand formation, even