Treasure Artifact

Snow-white, crystalline beast tusks turned into specks of light, divine radiance raining down as they shot forward like meteors streaking across the heavens—brilliant and beautiful, yet exuding a terrifying aura.

A silver moon rose, as though hanging over a shimmering sea, tranquil and peaceful. Yet with a deafening clang, that serenity was shattered.

Bei Feng faced Little Dot. One wielded a treasure artifact, while the other used a primitive precious technique. Brilliant rain-like light scattered everywhere, and the ringing clashes never ceased as the entire forest trembled.

There were forty-two specks of light in all. They spun and danced, gathering into a meteor shower of indescribable splendor, yet it was a deadly weapon of slaughter.

With a howl, they whistled past. Grass and trees were reduced to dust, while boulders six or seven meters long were pierced full of holes, unstoppable against all things.

Little Dot's expression was resolute. He gave it everything he had, summoning two silver moons—one to guard his body, the other to fight. He charged forward to strike, their clashes ringing out as they collided violently with that rain of light.

It was like a battle between gods, beautiful and dazzling. Whether the silver moons or the rain of light, both scattered sheets of divine radiance, making the surrounding area resplendent with rosy light and streams of auspicious energy.

After dozens of collisions, one silver moon shattered. Little Dot gathered it anew, always maintaining two moons as they clashed with the rain of light, rising and falling while divine radiance scattered in every direction.

Bzzzz!

With a faint tremor, that mass of light reversed and flew back, becoming a Beast-Tusk Strand once more on Bei Feng's wrist. Every tusk was pure white and translucent, so beautiful it dazzled the eyes.

This treasure artifact made people's hearts tremble. It killed invisibly, impossible to guard against, yet it was so delicate and exquisite that at first glance, it did not resemble a great weapon of slaughter in the slightest.

"You're not using a treasure artifact. This is... the power of Bone Script?!" Bei Feng's expression changed for the first time. Such a young child had already mastered this mysterious power—it was truly terrifying.

"What?" In the distance, everyone from Bei Village stood dumbfounded. They stared at Little Dot as though looking at a monster, shocked and afraid.

"Bei Feng, kill him! We absolutely cannot let him live!" Bei Village's clan chief, Bei Liqing, shouted.

"Little Dot, be careful. That is a treasure artifact bestowed by the sacrificial spirit. Because it is still alive, it can be used without activating Bone Script. Whoever receives it can wield it." Shi Yunfeng warned him as he hastened to detoxify the Azure-Scaled Eagle. Runes flickered between his arms and fingers as he scattered all kinds of medicinal powders from jars over several wounds.

"This time, I won't let you go!" Over the course of this day, Little Dot had experienced too much. His gaze was fierce, his small fists clenched, and his tone resolute and decisive.

"A brat this young already understands how to wield the mysterious power of Bone Script, and his attainments run so deep. Even among those great tribes, he would count as an extraordinary genius." Bei Feng remained calm, his eyes icy and his smile cruel. "What a pity. You won't live much longer!"

With a buzz, the Beast-Tusk Strand flew up again, then scattered into specks of light that howled toward Little Dot.

This time, the specks arranged themselves into a wolf-like monster that lunged forward, opening its savage, gleaming maw to devour Little Dot.

Clang!

The silver moon spun and slashed at the fierce beast, releasing sheets of moonlight amid its whistle, serene and sacred. The two collided, sending sparks flying everywhere.

"What a powerful precious technique! It can actually rival a treasure artifact—truly astounding. This child is so young, yet already so powerful. He could surely suppress the geniuses of those great tribes. Incredible!" Bei Village's clan chief exclaimed, becoming even more determined to eliminate Shi Hao. Enmity had already been forged; there could be no peaceful resolution. Only by completely killing this child could he rest easy.

Screech!

Flames shot into the sky. That fierce beast transformed, splitting into several parts—sharp claws, a blood-filled maw, a bronze head, an iron back, and more. All were formed from specks of light as they descended upon Little Dot to crush him.

This treasure artifact was made of forty-two beast tusks. They could gather together or disperse apart, and its methods of attack were varied beyond defense.

Little Dot could now only summon two silver moons, and he was beginning to struggle to cope. Meanwhile, his opponent's treasure artifact had been formed from precious bones shed by the sacrificial spirit.

It was extraordinarily powerful.

"I'd like to see how you'll resist!" Bei Feng shouted coldly, chanting the secret curse taught to him by the sacrificial spirit. The beast tusks turned into several weapons, their claws and beast heads lifelike.

Clang!

The silver moons struck together, slashing at the sharp claws, blood-filled maws, and more. After a fierce collision, one silver moon suddenly exploded, scattering sheets of silver brilliance that instantly blasted those specks of light away.

In the distance, Bei Feng was startled and retreated, because Little Dot had seized this rare chance to pounce at him, intending to kill the man first.

The rain of light swiftly flew back in sheets, shielding Bei Feng. He remained composed and said, "No matter how fast you are, can you be faster than a treasure artifact?"

Little Dot did not reply. He attacked, and two silver moons rose to slash at Bei Feng's body.

At that moment, all forty-two beast tusks floated in the air, each shining brilliantly as they linked together like a suit of armor draped over Bei Feng's body.

The silver moons slashed again and again, yet for the moment they could not break through. The forty-two beast tusks were connected together, forming a dazzling garment of light that was incomparably sturdy.

At the same time, some of the beast tusks became even more dazzling, transforming into weapons such as daggers and spirit arrows—objects made of light that shot toward Little Dot.

Clang! Clang...

The silver moons dimmed, forcing Little Dot back.

"In this Great Wilderness, I count as a genius, yet now another you has appeared. But it doesn't matter anymore. Little brat, I'll send you on your way and end this short, miserable life of yours." Bei Feng's expression was somewhat terrifying as he stepped forward.

Relying on the treasure artifact to protect himself, he no longer feared the two silver moons. One beast tusk after another glowed, transforming into arrows of light, daggers, and other weapons that flew toward Little Dot's body.

Bei Feng had killed more than once. Hailed as a genius since childhood, he possessed a cruel and unyielding nature. Now that he was killing a small child, he felt not the slightest guilt; instead, a cold smile hung on his face.

Break!

Little Dot shouted softly. He had never been discouraged. Even though the treasure artifact was powerful, he was unafraid and continued to circulate his primitive precious technique.

With a boom, the two silver moons crashed together, erupting with blinding silver light.

Vaguely, the shrill cries of a demonic bird rang out in waves, like raging surf crashing against the shore, like jagged rocks shattering clouds—enough to make one's heart tremble.

The silver moons exploded, and two hazy figures flew out. They merged together, becoming slightly more solid as they transformed into a terrifying demonic bird. Spreading its wings to strike the heavens, it charged toward Bei Feng.

Bang!

It was as though a precious pestle had smashed down. Bei Feng immediately spat out mouthfuls of blood, and the treasure artifact on his body dimmed considerably. The forty-two beast tusks scattered and fell from him.

Bei Feng was horrified, while everyone else was stunned. That was a treasure artifact, bestowed by the sacrificial spirit, yet a child had actually blasted it apart by force.

At the critical moment, Little Dot comprehended another layer of the precious technique. Seizing this rare opportunity, he leaped high into the air and brought his small foot down toward Bei Feng's face.

Bang!

Though he was small, his strength was astonishing. He leaped several meters high, and when he came down like this, stomping heavily on Bei Feng's face was a terrifying thing.

With a soft crack, the left side of Bei Feng's face immediately caved in, the bone broken. Pain twisted his features, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face as he let out a howl like a wolf.

Bang!

One of Little Dot's feet stomped on his face, while the other landed on his chest. The force was equally astonishing. His breastbone creaked, then several ribs snapped with sharp cracks.

Bei Feng had already had many bones broken by the people of Stone Village, and his wounds had not yet healed. Now his entire body was sent flying, blood spraying from his mouth as his injuries worsened.

Little Dot remained just like that, one foot on Bei Feng's face and the other on his chest, flying through the air with him before they crashed to the ground together.

Bei Feng screamed in pain, his cries no longer sounding human, because Little Dot had landed while stepping on him.

Half his face had completely caved in, while every rib on the right side of his chest had shattered. Blood continuously spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Everything had happened too quickly. No one had expected Little Dot to be so fierce. At the crucial moment, he had unleashed an ultimate precious technique and actually broken through the treasure artifact bestowed by the sacrificial spirit. It was utterly heaven-defying.

"Stop!"

"Take back the treasure artifact, quickly!"

Bei Village's clan chief, Bei Liqing, and the hunting party leader, Bei Shan, shouted together.

Little Dot waved a hand, and a silver moon spun through the air, carrying the Beast-Tusk Strand back to him.

This bracelet was truly beautiful. All forty-two beast tusks were as white and lustrous as mutton-fat jade, gleaming with crystalline light and containing a strange power.

Little Dot touched it.

Then he directly put it around his own wrist. At the sight of this, everyone from Bei Village was furious and alarmed. This was their clan's supreme treasure, yet this little brat had simply pocketed it.

Bei Feng screamed miserably. Little Dot pressed down with his foot, leaving his body half-crippled. Seeing this, the people of Bei Village roared and charged forward together.

Little Dot saw them coming and stomped hard on Bei Feng, breaking more than half the bones in his body. Then, without even turning his head, Little Dot stepped off him. With his back to Bei Feng, he did not look at him again. A silver moon swept past, and with several muffled splashes, blood burst forth as Bei Feng's arms and legs were all severed.

"Aoo..." Bei Feng howled like a wild beast, crying out in unbearable agony. This genius was completely finished. He was not yet dead, but that was even more unbearable than death.

"Sacrificial spirit, why have you not arrived yet? Please descend at once!" Bei Village's clan chief's face was livid.

A mournful whistling came from the forest, as though some terrifying creature were approaching. The entire world seemed filled with icy killing intent.

"Lin Hu, Fei Jiao, are you ready? Damn it, if Bei Village's sacrificial spirit dares show itself, kill it for me!" Shi Yunfeng shouted.