The Demon Clan Great Emperor's weapon shot out countless streams of divine radiance, its brilliance dazzling, like a blazing sun.
It also seemed as though hundreds of millions of stars were burning at once. Its form could not be made out, and its searing light made it impossible to open one's eyes. Its oppressive might shook the entire world violently.
With a boom, it struck the rocky mountain.
This collision brought no destruction.
A streak of green radiance soared into the sky, gentle and sacred, dissolving the impact of the Demon Emperor's weapon.
A Treasure-Gathering Basin appeared and took the Demon Emperor Saint Weapon inside.
"Damn!"
"No wonder so many Spiritually Attuned Treasures landed on that unremarkable little hillside earlier."
"So it was the Demon Race's Treasure-Gathering Basin!" Duan De looked heartbroken, as though he had lost several million.
When the ball of light appeared, the cold pool stirred slightly, raising ripples that spread steadily outward.
"My Demon Emperor Saint Weapon!" Duan De still looked conflicted. Watching the Demon Emperor Saint Weapon throw itself into "someone else's" arms truly pained him.
But after some thought, there were five experts blocking the Yang Tomb, as well as the Demon Emperor's descendant. With his strength alone, he probably would have had difficulty capturing the Demon Emperor Saint Weapon.
This place was different, however. Only the two of them knew about this Yin Tomb, and it seemingly contained the Eastern Wasteland's supreme treasure, the Desolate Pagoda, and the Azure Emperor's body. Which was more valuable was clear at a glance.
Duan De could not help muttering, "If only my disciple were here. We could pocket both the Demon Emperor Saint Weapon and the opportunities in the Yin Tomb."
Qin Tian smiled faintly and murmured inwardly, *Rest easy, Master. Somewhere you cannot see, I