Following the map's guidance, Qin Xin passed through ruins that had collapsed due to the passage of time.

As Qin Xin passed by a grand hall radiating intense heat, he stopped in his tracks, curious. Inside the hall, there were already many voices, and everyone's attention was focused on a churning lava pool, within which swirling, multicolored vapors rose and fell.

"A magical artifact?"

Qin Xin looked on in confusion as he saw several light shields within the magma, enveloping various objects. Through his spiritual sense, he could see shimmering light behind these thin shields, revealing objects resembling swords, spears, and clubs in the process of being formed.

"The Luoshen Sect has quite the grand scale; they even have a weapon-forging pool!"

A sigh of emotion echoed in Qin Xin's heart as Danqing spoke.

According to Danqing, some ancient forces and sects would pool the resources of their entire clan to cultivate a weapon-forging pool, which contained countless formations. By continuously feeding in some forging materials or incomplete spiritual weapons, one could obtain a new spiritual weapon. Unfortunately, the method of forging weapon-forging pools has long been lost, and it can only be seen in some ancient forces.

"Why not move this weapon-training pool?"

Qin Xin was puzzled. If this was a good thing, why hadn't anyone taken it?

"You can see the magma below too. This thing is built on lava. Once it is damaged, the entire formation will malfunction, and taking it will be useless."

Danqing replied calmly, but he was also very curious about how such a massive Luoshen Sect had suddenly vanished as if it had evaporated.

Qin Xin scanned the shimmering weapons and spotted a somewhat dilapidated long staff that emanated a mysterious energy.

"This thing seems to be something special."

Qin Xin murmured to himself, because when his gaze was focused on this object, the Spirit Devouring Stone clearly vibrated, as if it recognized it.

When Qin Xin turned his attention to the other spiritual artifacts, he found that they had all reached the level of high-grade Xuan-rank spiritual artifacts. No wonder there were so many martial artists gathered outside the weapon refining pool, seemingly waiting for the light barrier to disappear so they could seize them.

Of course, many martial artists have also begun to join forces to attack the light shields on those spiritual artifacts, trying to forcibly take them away. Qin Xin had already anticipated that a battle for spiritual artifacts would break out here!

Qin Xin was also very focused at this moment, staring at the ancient long staff. His spiritual sense in his Niwan Palace was fully prepared, and his true energy was quietly circulating in his hands. The light shields outside the spiritual weapons in front of him had begun to dim, and they looked so shaky that they seemed about to break.

Upon seeing this, a strange atmosphere arose among the other martial artists in the hall. Different forces began to check and balance each other, and if someone made the first move, they would likely be attacked by the combined forces of the other forces!

However, out of the corner of Qin Xin's eye, he also saw several familiar figures. Xia Yue and the others from the Eastern Wilderness Academy were in front of that group of people, on the one hand on guard, and on the other hand focusing their attention on those spiritual weapons.

"Shouldn't they be fighting over those three stone tablets?"

Qin Xin looked at the group of people in front of him with some surprise. He hadn't expected to run into them in this hall. However, Qin Xin did not intend to join them. After all, it would be more convenient for him to move around in the ruins of Luoshen Gate alone, and he could also avoid some dangers. Besides, Lin Jinglei's eyes were fixed on him, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Snap!"

Suddenly, a faint cracking sound rang out from the spiritual energy shield. In an instant, the entire hall fell silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the cracks that were slowly appearing on the shield.

"Crack! Crack!"

As the cracks in the light shield continued to widen, the spiritual energy on the artifact was instantly revealed.

The martial artist who sensed this scene instantly had red light in his eyes, seemingly very eager for the spiritual weapon within the light barrier.

"Bang!"

The light shield suddenly shattered, and eight beams of light shot out. Figures leaped up one after another, trying to grab the beams of light, but they were all directly blasted away.

"Um?"

Qin Xin used his spiritual sense to perceive it slightly. The ancient long staff-like spiritual weapon was rapidly moving towards the northeast. However, the spiritual light on it was significantly weaker than the others, and it was temporarily overlooked by some martial artists.

Upon seeing this, Qin Xin was overjoyed. He quickly channeled the true energy from his seven main meridians into his feet, and his entire figure transformed into a streak of blue and red light, chasing after the ancient long staff-like spiritual weapon.

Qin Xin certainly couldn't let go of a spiritual artifact that could even make the spirit-devouring stone in his Niwan Palace react. However, when he saw the four people rushing towards the ancient long staff, a cold glint flashed in his eyes. Among those four was a figure that Qin Xin recognized very well—Lin Jinglei. Lin Jinglei also felt that it would be very difficult for him to obtain the other seven figures with his strength, so he focused his attention on this spiritual artifact whose light was somewhat dim.

Behind the ancient long staff, five figures charged straight ahead, their eyes burning with fervor.

Because Qin Xin was close to the outer edge, and the light and shadow of the ancient staff were shooting towards him, he quickly approached the light and shadow of the ancient staff by pushing his true energy with all his might.

"Qin Xin! Put those things down!"

Lin Jinglei was surprised when he saw the boy's handsome face. He had thought that Qin Xin's mysterious disappearance after entering the passage was because he had been swept into the empty spatial vortex and was already dead. He had even felt a little excited.

However, when he saw Qin Xin suddenly appear and snatch the spiritual weapon that he was about to take into his hands, he was both shocked and angry, because the three martial artists who chased after him were only at the third level of the Qi Opening Realm, and none of them were his match.

"cut!"

Sensing Lin Jinglei's angry roar behind him, Qin Xin scoffed disdainfully. Using his powerful spiritual sense and the force of the four attackers' true energy, he leaped forward and seized the ancient, long staff-like spiritual weapon.

"Buzz!"

The ancient, long staff-like magical artifact seemed to resist, trying to break free from Qin Xin's grasp, but how could he easily let go of something he had just obtained?

"Boy, this is something my Ruan clan has taken a liking to. Hand it over now, and I'll spare your life!"

A middle-aged man at the third level of the Awakening Realm cast a vicious gaze at him from behind. There were some special markings on his robes.

"Leave it to farts!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Xin activated the Heavenly Phoenix Martial Spirit Pattern, instantly increasing his escape speed. The three members of the Ruan Clan were somewhat helpless upon seeing this and could only participate in the competition for other spiritual artifacts, but they all glared fiercely in the direction Qin Xin fled.

"My fellow Ruan people, this boy is named Qin Xin. We must not let him go easily."

Lin Jinglei, who was somewhat unwilling to accept this, directly brought up all of Qin Xin's assets.

"Qin Xin, is that right?"

The group exchanged bewildered glances, seemingly unfamiliar with Qin Xin. However, after a flash of light from their hands, a streak of light shot outwards, as if signaling to those waiting for the passage.