The city was filled with mostly broken constructions, with stones fractured and walls cracked.
Once inside the city, there was but a single wide road, extending straight ahead without end in sight.
At the end of this ancient road lay the Life Prohibition Zone, a place that devoured life.
At this mont, already nurous martial artists and fierce beasts were streaking towards the Life Prohibition Zone.
"Everybody hurry, the Spiritual Treasure in the Life Prohibition Zone has appeared!"
Right now, nobody knew who suddenly shouted out loud among the crowd.
The booming voice resonated, echoing through the entire heavens and earth, spreading along the ancient road, and instantly, many martial artists were stirred.
"What, the Spiritual Treasure has appeared?" A martial artist yelled angrily in response.
"Yes, within the Life Prohibition Zone there is a Demon Pool, and outside of it soone has opened an ancient bronze gate, behind which lies the resting place of the Spiritual Treasure," answered the voice that had spoken first, unfazed.
"Hurry up, everyone, or the Spiritual Treasure will be taken away by others!" That voice within the crowd sounded once more.
Hearing these words, nurous martial artists on the ancient road erupted into action, with divine light twinkling, and movent techniques accelerated to their limit, as countless rays of divine glow shot forth along the road.
For a ti, the road was filled with fierce beasts and many human race martial artists.
At the sa mont, several intense beams of divine light suddenly shot out along the ancient road; they were dazzling and spectacular, causing countless martial artists struck by the divine beams to explode.
These were prohibitions left from ten million years ago, and even now, although only a sliver of brilliance was shooting out, it was still not sothing the martial artists could endure.
Countless martial artists and fierce beasts burst into fragnts, yet this did not stop the masses, as innurable figures scrambled and dashed forward in a frantic race.
"Big brother, are we going?" Ji Huo'er's eyes shimred with cleverness, and a hint of doubt flickered across her face before she continued, "Old man Gu Shi said that the Spiritual Treasure is a conspiracy. Why don't we wait and not enter for now? Let's see what happens when they go in first to scout out the path?"
Qinchuan couldn't help but look at Ji Huo'er a few tis more. Ji Huo'er was usually lively, always rushing to the forefront no matter what the situation, but once they reached the Central Area, she unexpectedly cald down.
Qinchuan teased, "That doesn't quite seem like you. Could it be that Huo'er has gotten timid?"
Ji Huo'er huffed, "Who's afraid? I'm just feeling suddenly that sothing's not quite right. The two people who spoke in the dark a mont ago were obviously shills, one setting up the other to make us rush to the Life Prohibition Zone. There must be a trick at play!"
After finishing, Ji Huo'er continued to grumble, "Huo'er is just a bit lively, not an idiot like Xiao Changtian who is really just foolish."
Qinchuan smiled and said nothing. Then, he suddenly took a step forward, and with a strange shift in his figure, the next mont he was already standing in front of a short, sleazy-looking middle-aged man.
This sleazy middle-aged man was none other than the one who had been spreading rumors in the shadows that the Spiritual Treasure had materialized. Read new adventures at My Virtual Library Empire
Still striving with his cries at this mont, he said, "It's said that the Spiritual Treasure is that of an ancient deity..."
He hadn't finished his sentence when he was abruptly suppressed by Qinchuan's overwhelming Qi, cutting off his voice.
At this ti, the nurous people rushing towards the Life Prohibition Zone were already frantic, pushing their movent techniques to the limit, fearing that being slow would an the Spiritual Treasure would end up in soone else's hands. No one paid attention to the fact that the voice which had been so outspoken suddenly fell silent.
"Qin... Qin... Qinchuan!"
When the sleazy middle-aged man saw Qinchuan, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he stuttered his na, "You... you... how did you get here so quickly?"
"Oh, you recognize this young master?" Qinchuan asked with interest as he looked at him.
At this point, the sleazy middle-aged man's body shuddered, and he instantly realized that he had blurted out too much. Clamping a hand over his mouth, he shook his head frantically, "I don't know you, I don't recognize you!"
Qinchuan at this ti was solemn; in the past few months, whenever he encountered people from Netherworld Hall, he would kill them. His reputation and portrait must have already been passed back here, which is why this person recognized him imdiately.
"You may not recognize this young master, but I know you are a person from Netherworld Hall. Presumably, you've heard that on my way here, I've been slaughtering your people. eting this young master here, consider yourself unlucky."
Qinchuan said indifferently. He did not dwell on whether the other party recognized him. This person's deliberate shouting here must be related to the plots of Netherworld Hall. With a palm strike, the man from Netherworld Hall was instantly killed.
Without any surprise, Qinchuan found a prayer bead in the man's storage space.
After all was done, he was about to step away when suddenly, a change occurred once again.
At that mont, a terrifying aura emanated from the void, followed by a thunderous shout.
"Qinchuan, boy, surrender your life!"
Upon the city walls, a gigantic Demon Claw condensed and pressed down towards Qinchuan's head.
This Demon Claw was surging with Demonic Qi, extending from an endless black fog, so large it blotted out the sky, imparting a strong sense of oppression that was suffocating.
"What's going on?"
The trendous pressure terrorized the entire Ancient Road, and countless Martial Artists felt as if they had fallen into an Abyss, all of them stunned and shocked.
However, people soon ca to understand.
"It's a Dao Palace powerhouse! A Dao Palace powerhouse has launched an attack!"
Countless Martial Artists along the road turned their heads, expressions filled with astonishnt and fear, hurriedly fleeing the area, fearing being caught in the aftermath of the Dao Palace powerhouse's attack.
Qinchuan, at the center of the Demon Claw, withstood the wild and rampant aura with a tall and upright form, utterly unrestrained and without a trace of cowardice.
"Even the slightest Dao dares to make a move against this young master."
Qinchuan snorted coldly as the Qi around him exploded. The Spring and Autumn Pen appeared in his hand, and a mighty Dao Magic surged from its tip, carrying a whiff of a Great Emperor's essence, turning into strands of divine radiance, confronting the gigantic Demon Claw.
"Boom—"
Countless Great Dao Rune Patterns collided with the terrifying Demon Claw, producing earth-shattering sounds.
The explosion unleashed a horrific wave of air that swept around fiercely, with waves towering to the sky. Nurous Martial Artists were blown away by this terrifying air wave.
As Qinchuan shattered the Demon Claw with one strike, a mysterious figure positioned themselves in the darkness, a strange light flashing in their eyes as they looked towards Qinchuan. They then murmured under their breath, "Qinchuan has entered the Ancient City. The Eight Bodyguards have already engaged with him."
At the sa mont, in the Life Prohibition Zone.
A mysterious woman dressed in white, her whole body enshrouded by her robe.
She possessed a graceful figure, akin to standing in Guanghan Palace, covered by moonlight, her entire being hazy, inspiring boundless imagination, sacred and distant.
The woman's face was covered by a veil, concealing her features, yet in no way diminishing her stunning elegance. Her hair was lustrous, her skin fairer than snow, revealing only a pair of jade-like eyes that were clear and bright. Suns and moons seed to rise and set within those eyes,
She was like an Immortal that had stepped right out of a painting.
The voice of the man in the black robe clearly emanated from a small stone in her hand. If Qinchuan were present, he would recognize that she held a Sound Transmission Stone.
Her eyes twinkled, with suns and moons sinking within, and a blaze of radiant light shot out from her eyes towards the direction of the entrance to the ancient city, as if to penetrate the void and reach the very end of this world.
At the sa ti, Qinchuan as if realizing sothing, felt a trendous shake in his heart. That guiding sensation surged up again, distinctly real. Divine light shot out from his Innate Pupils, gazing into the distance.
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