Chapter 76: Damn! Don't they have any public spirit? Throwing hidden weapons like that!
As they rushed out of the passage and stepped into this vast underground ruin, everyone was awestruck by the sight before them.
The ruins stretch to the horizon, desolate and silent, yet one can still glimpse the grandeur and splendor of this place in the past from the massive foundation stones, collapsed columns, and remaining reliefs.
The architectural style is ancient and unfamiliar, completely different from any other school of thought in the current cultivation world.
To the east are large areas of charred ruins, scattered with fragments of broken alchemy furnaces and burnt medicine dregs, which should be the site of an alchemy workshop.
On the west side, there are various oddly shaped, dimly lit forging furnaces and metal remnants scattered around.
Further away, in front of a building that still appeared exceptionally tall even though it had collapsed halfway, there were scattered fragments of jade slips and a few intact ones.
Although countless years have passed and most things have long since turned to dust, some elixirs whose spiritual essence has not been completely extinguished are still sealed in broken jade bottles, some fragments of magical artifacts still shimmer with a faint light, and a few intact jade slips are scattered in corners, waiting for their destined owners.
After a brief moment of shock, utter madness ensued!
"Pills! Those are spirit pills of grade five or higher!"
"Quickly grab the jade slip!"
"This fragment of the magical artifact is still usable!"
Someone shouted first, and the brief alliance instantly collapsed. Everyone rushed towards the remaining valuable wreckage like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, and a fierce battle erupted in an instant!
The Tianyan Sect team reacted swiftly, gaining a significant advantage amidst the chaos thanks to their outstanding strength and seamless teamwork.
Xie Chen did not directly participate in the snatching. Instead, he sharply scanned the entire scene, his jade fan occasionally tapping lightly, releasing subtle attraction and interference talismans. Some of these talismans cleverly caused the fragments of magical artifacts that the Wanbao Immortal Sect disciples were about to obtain to slide towards the Fantian Sect disciples, inciting infighting, while others deflected the charm spells of the Hehuan Sect disciples, causing them to fall on the Bailu Academy disciples and provoke reprimands…
Like a master chess player, he subtly orchestrated a chaotic game, ensuring that the members of the Tianyan Sect could always find relatively safe gaps to acquire resources.
Like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, Ji Qianqiu charged directly towards the ruins of the western artifact chamber, smashing aside a boulder blocking his path with a punch. He then gathered several of the heaviest and most menacing fragments of magical artifacts into his arms, glaring angrily at the Fan Tianzong disciples who tried to approach, causing them to retreat in fear.
Fang Li, with a clear goal in mind, headed straight for the ruins of the library! She quickly searched through the broken bricks, tiles, and fragments of jade slips, and actually found several jade slips that were relatively well-preserved and shimmering with faint runic light! She scanned them with her divine sense and discovered that they contained several long-lost ancient talisman-drawing methods, and she was overjoyed!
"I'm rich! I'm rich! Ancient talisman! This ruins adventure is a total steal! ...Damn it! Who threw that poisoned weapon?! Don't they have any conscience! If you're going to steal something, just steal it, why resort to such underhanded tactics!" She was only happy for two seconds when a thin, dark blue needle silently shot towards her back. She sensed it with her keen senses and quickly dodged it with her Flowing Cloud Step. She was so angry that her eyebrows shot up.
This startled Shen Yunzhou so much that he flew over and pointed his sword at one of the Hehuan Sect disciples who was attacking Fang Li. The sword energy swept across, shaving off a patch of the disciple's hair and causing him to retreat in fright.
[Host! Behind that broken half of the coiled dragon stone pillar to your left front, there's a hidden compartment! There's spiritual energy reacting inside! Good stuff!] The system urgently warned, [Be careful of that bastard from White Deer Academy at your right three o'clock position, he's hiding a sleeping potion in his sleeve! Hypocrite!]
The disciples of the Wanbao Immortal Sect fully embodied the spirit of "scraping the ground." They swarmed like locusts, leaving no corner untouched! Jin Buhuan's personal disciple even wielded a compass-shaped magic weapon, constantly probing for any faint spiritual energy reactions.
"Over here! There's something in the crack in the wall!"
"Quick! Pry this brick open!"
"There's a spiritual light under that pile of rotten wood!" They moved swiftly and had a clear division of labor, leaving no stone unturned, even the scattered rubble and decaying wood, striving to plunder everything clean.
The disciples of Bailu Academy, on the other hand, appeared much more "reserved." While frowning and observing the chaotic and barbaric struggle around them, they righteously and sternly rebuked, "What kind of behavior is this! Such conduct is no different from that of bandits!"
"Treasures possess spirits; they should be acquired with propriety!" However, their actions betrayed their words. Elder Fang Zhengyan's personal disciple, leading a few others, headed towards the ruins that appeared to be a library, carefully avoiding the fighting area. While chanting "Do not look at what is improper, do not take what is improper," their hands swiftly collected the scattered, relatively intact books and jade slips, claiming it was "preserving ancient texts, in accordance with propriety."
After Hua Nongying was seriously injured, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect were leaderless, but they did not change their nature. They would either launch sneak attacks or use charm techniques to take advantage of the chaos to seize the resources that others had obtained, causing waves of angry curses and riots.
The disciples of Fantian Sect are the most direct and brutal. They believe in the supremacy of strength! If they see something they want, they simply rush over, punch through anyone in their way, and snatch the treasure with a grab! If anyone objects, it's a head-on battle!
Elder Shi Potian's personal disciple was like a mini-Shi Potian, his voice booming: "I've got my eye on this thing! Get out of my way!" His imposing manner was overwhelming.
The disciples of the Tianyin Sect, however, stood out from the crowd. They showed little interest in ordinary pills and magical artifacts, instead spreading out to listen and sense carefully amidst the ruins.
Yun Miaomiao's personal disciple held a small jade chime in her hand and gently tapped it, producing a clear and melodious sound, as if it were resonating with something.
Their targets were broken musical instruments related to music, broken stone tablets engraved with musical scores, or strange crystals that emitted specific rhythmic fluctuations.
Conflict was everywhere! Two groups of rogue cultivators fought each other to the death over a single pill; disciples of the Fantian Sect and the Wanbao Immortal Sect clashed over a fragment of a magical artifact; and the Hehuan Sect's sneak attack sparked several chaotic battles. People were constantly injured and even killed, and the stench of blood began to permeate the ruins.
Just as the battle for control of this chaotic ruin reached its climax, with shouts of battle, collisions, and the shattering of treasures all blending together.
"唳——!!!"
A clear, high-pitched cry came without warning from the deepest part of the ruined city!
The sound was like a dragon's roar, carrying the majesty to pierce the clouds and split rocks! It was also like a phoenix's cry, containing a noble and sacred aura! And it was mixed with an ancient and primordial charm!
The long whistle instantly drowned out all the noise on the ruins!
Everyone who was fighting, robbing, and searching froze in their tracks!
An indescribable feeling of unease instantly swept through everyone's hearts! It was as if an invisible hand was gripping their very souls!
Everyone instinctively stopped what they were doing, their faces filled with horror, and they all looked toward the depths of the ruins, toward the direction shrouded in even thicker fog.
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