A Nascent Soul True Lord's Hidden Treasury, the Antique Jade Talisman's Marvelous Use (Bonus update-please keep subscribing)

Deep within the Nascent Soul Cave-Dwelling Ruins, the scene inside the quiet room was decidedly eerie.

It was already a complete shambles, as though a great catastrophe had swept through it. Embers of three-colored flames still burned in the corners with a hissing sound, while the air reeked of scorched matter and blood.

Yet in the very center of that wreckage, an ancient teleportation formation shone with an incongruous light. Rings of Formation Patterns lit up as it activated.

Upon the formation, a burly, powerfully built cultivator knelt on one knee, his posture twisted and his face savage.

A Red-Gold Flying Sword pierced the ribs on his right side and protruded from his back, a strand of bloody flesh dangling from its tip.

What was alarming, however, was that this man, who should have been gravely wounded by that strike, had clamped the blade tightly within his muscles. Lightning flickered between his ribs, pinning the sword motionless.

Every time the flying sword struggled to escape, it triggered even fiercer flashes of lightning that locked it still more tightly in place.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss-"

Though sword light flared and sword qi rampaged through his body, churning flesh and blood into flying scraps, and even the shrill scrape of blade against bone could be heard, the cultivator in the gray short tunic never loosened his hold. Instead, he threw back his head and laughed wildly, his bloodstained teeth glaring in the formation's light. "A fine sword! I, Qiu, will be taking it! Thank you for your generous gift, fellow Daoist! Until we meet again! Hahahahaha-"

His laughter echoed through the quiet room like that of a demon gone mad.

"You dare!"

Before the man had finished speaking, Lin Changheng's brows rose sharply. He formed a hand seal, and his other three flying