Divine Treasures Filling the Sky

The vast Heavenly Pool Spirit Lake had been crowded with figures just moments ago, but in less than half an incense stick's time, only a few dozen human cultivators and Demon Race powerhouses remained, fiercely battling one another.

Terrifying commotion kept erupting from within the Qiu Dragon Ancient Palace. The repeated clang clang clang rang out like thunder, stirring the winds and clouds as blood energy soared into the heavens.

At the same time, an unending stream of figures continued to fly in from the north and south.

Clouds stirred in all directions. It seemed this place would draw even more cultivators.

"Take this chance and get past here quickly," Xu Yan said decisively.

When immortals fought, mortals suffered. How could the human and demon cultivators who had come here possibly be weak?

Among the group of human cultivators just now, even the weakest had reached the Mystic Treasury Realm. Xu Yan was merely a novice cultivator who had opened his apertures and channels. If he were caught in the battle, disaster would surely befall him.

Qin Nishang's eyes trembled as she stared fixedly at the dark-red ancient palace.

Xu Yan's face immediately darkened at the sight. "Third Princess, don't tell me you also want to go inside and seek your fortune?"

Qin Nishang came back to herself, pressed her lips together, and shook her head. Drawing a deep breath, she said, "Let's go."

At once, the two carefully flew away along the foot of the mountains.

They were already not far from the northern-southern boundary. Ever since the Li Ancient Secret Repository had emerged, hardly any demons or monsters remained in the northern part of Mang Mountain. Every chime of the Great Hao Emperor Bell had frightened them so badly their souls nearly shattered!

Half an hour later, the two had already flown several hundred li away.

Looking back, they could still see waves of spiritual power surging over the Heavenly Pool Spirit Lake, along with that sacred and ancient aura.

Roar roar roar—

Something roared beneath the earth veins. The muffled roar of that great demon grew ever more intense, as though it might burst from the ground at any moment.

Xu Yan's heart pounded, and even his vital blood boiled.

He felt as though the Qiu Dragon great demon was about to return to life and emerge into the world. The sensation made his scalp tingle.

With his Glass Heart Realm, his senses were far sharper than those of ordinary cultivators, for his mind was linked to the surrounding heaven and earth.

"Let's go. We can't stay here long..."

Xu Yan felt chills creep over his entire body. Grabbing Qin Nishang by the wrist, the two rode their magical artifacts away.

"We should be safe now, right? We're almost at the boundary already," Qin Nishang said as she looked back.

She still seemed reluctant to leave the Qiu Dragon Ancient Palace and the Spirit Pool Great Lake behind.

That place was a rare spiritual land. It possessed not only boundless heaven-and-earth spiritual energy, but also a vigorous vitality, as though all creation had awakened. To cultivators, it held a deadly allure.

How could Xu Yan be any different? If that place had been safe, he would have entered seclusion nearby without hesitation.

But no matter how great the opportunity, one had to be alive to enjoy it.

At dawn the following day, they crossed another high mountain.

The broad road lay right before them.

The Ten-Thousand Mang Mountains had a boundary road, marked by a hundred-zhang boundary stele that divided north from south. This was the result of Great Yin's efforts over the years. Emperor Jiaguang had always sought to conquer this ancient divine mountain range.

In the future, this road would become the marching route for the dynasty's soldiers.

For beyond the Ten-Thousand Mang Mountains lay the Eastern Azure Sea, where hordes of sea demons were entrenched. The Ten-Thousand Mang Mountains were effectively their bridgehead.

To completely eliminate the hidden danger of the Demon Race harassing the borders, this ancient mountain range had to be conquered!

"We've finally arrived!"

Standing atop the mountain, Xu Yan finally let out a sigh of relief.

At that moment, a soul-shaking roar suddenly came from the deep mountains behind them. It came from the direction of the Spirit Pool Great Lake, echoing through the endless mountain ranges and refusing to fade for a long time!

Xu Yan turned and gazed into the distance.

At the Heavenly Pool Great Lake, a massive blood-red pillar of spiritual light shot straight into the sky, as though it had cleaved the heavens in two!

Roar roar roar—

The demon dragon's roars grew heavier and heavier. The distant mountains seemed to be struck by an earthquake. Dust filled the air, and shattered stones flew everywhere.

Many low hills were instantly blasted apart and came crashing down.

"Good thing we left early. If we'd lingered any longer, we'd definitely have been swept into it," Xu Yan said, his heart pounding.

Divine rainbows continued to streak through the sky, flying toward that place.

Most belonged to profound grandmasters, their cultivation all above the Free Roaming Realm. Even the weakest had perfected the Mystic Treasury Realm. Riding their life-bound artifacts, they sped through the air with astonishing swiftness.

"Why are they all heading toward the Qiu Dragon Ancient Palace? Could it be that there are no spiritual treasures in the Li Ancient Secret Repository?" Xu Yan raised a brow, deeply puzzled as he watched the cultivators continually race through the sky.

The Li Clan had been a great clan in ancient times. No matter how poor the ancient treasure ground they left behind might be, it should still contain innate spiritual treasures.

In the distance, as the Heavenly Pool Great Lake continued to boil, towering waves of spiritual power slowly pushed that enormous dark-red ancient palace up into the sky!

Demon energy rippled in all directions, while sacred light broke through the clouds, nearly dyeing half the sky red.

Even from so far away, Xu Yan could see the enormous ancient palace. Its terrifying aura spanned the mountains, enough to make one's scalp tingle even at the boundary.

Ancient demon roars bellowed, as if recounting the ruthlessness of time.

Before countless terrified eyes, the dark-red ancient palace quietly cracked open.

Boom!

It was as though a hole had been blasted through the heavens. The tremendous explosion deafened everyone, while immense demon energy blotted out the sky and sun. Within a thousand li, everything was enveloped by the Qiu Dragon's aura. Beneath the dense black clouds, lightning snakes seemed to writhe wildly.

Xu Yan stared wide-eyed, his heart surging as he looked toward the sky above that place.

The demon energy gradually gathered into the shape of a dragon, swimming through the firmament and stirring the winds and clouds!

It was a demon dragon a thousand zhang long, with two horns growing from its head. Its black skin carried a crimson hue, covered in gleaming scales. Its pupils resembled the sun at dusk, with twilight spilling from its gaze.

The demon dragon's phantom roared and bellowed, summoning wind and rain as thunder and lightning intertwined!

"The Qiu Dragon great demon... Is this a reflection of the ancient era..." Xu Yan's heart pounded without pause. Of course, he knew it was impossible for the true Qiu Dragon great demon to have been revived.

Yet with such a shocking sight before his eyes, he felt as though he had been transported back to ancient times. It left him dizzy and disoriented.

As the Qiu Dragon's figure manifested in the sky, the ancient palace completely shattered.

In an instant, divine radiance spilled everywhere. Light poured forth as though the Milky Way itself had collapsed, while countless divine rainbows burst from the ancient palace and streaked in every direction.

Like a meteor shower, it was so beautiful it took one's breath away.

Deep within the Ten-Thousand Mang Mountains, all the human cultivators and Demon Race powerhouses erupted into frenzy. Almost at the same moment, they all soared into the sky on clouds!

The world was filled with figures as far as the eye could see, like locusts sweeping across the land.

Qin Nishang's eyes widened. She seized Xu Yan's arm, her face flushed with excitement as she bounced on her feet and shouted, "Xu Yan, so many innate spiritual treasures!"

Countless magical artifacts, pills, and spiritual treasures burst from that ancient palace, scattering across the sky like a torrential downpour.

Xu Yan alone spotted more than a hundred innate spiritual treasures at a single glance. The number was simply staggering!

For ordinary cultivators, obtaining a high-grade magical artifact was already a heaven-sent fortune. They did not even dare dream of innate spiritual treasures. These were magical artifacts passed down from ancient times, immensely powerful and engraved with ancient Dao patterns, able to withstand endless ages without decaying.

If an ordinary sect obtained even one, it would have to enshrine it as a family heirloom.