Chapter 137: The Battle for the Spirit Treasure
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Opposite Xiong Tianhai stood a beautiful woman in a crimson robe, her phoenix-shaped eyes long and elegant. She lifted her red lips into a smile and agreed readily.
“Fine. We’ll do it as promised.”
Seeing the two of them immediately discussing how to make their move, Yao Sheng narrowed his eyes. Seven talismans floated before him in formation. His gaze turned cold as he addressed the woman in red, Hu Xiuzhu.
“Hu Xiuzhu, Xiong Tianhai and the others brought several extremely valuable spirit treasures. Killing them would bring us considerable gains. If you fight alongside us, you’ll only expend your strength and let Xiong Tianhai reap the benefits in the end.”
Spirit treasures.
Treasures that surpassed magical artifacts.
Unlike magical artifacts, which were essentially fixed once forged, spirit treasures could continue to increase in rank through cultivation or reforging. With sufficient fortune, they might even develop spirits of their own. They were precious treasures coveted by every Golden Core cultivator.
Foundation Establishment cultivators rarely possessed valuable spirit treasures. Even if they did, they would find it difficult to keep them. The treasures carried by Xiong Tianhai and the others had clearly been bestowed by the Nascent Soul True Lords behind them, lent to them temporarily to increase their chances of seizing the prize.
Yao Sheng and the others had just been pursuing him. After seeing the treasures they had revealed, he had attempted to sow discord between them and Hu Xiuzhu.
However—
Yao Sheng’s scheme seemed not to have moved Hu Xiuzhu at all. She decisively swept her hand forward and shouted in a deep voice:
“Attack!”
The instant her voice fell, the two people beside her, along with the three surrounding Yao Sheng and Dong Kaiyuan from another direction, all unleashed their respective techniques.
With a wave of her hand, Hu Xiuzhu summoned five multicolored orbs gleaming with radiant light. One was the largest, glowing yellow, while the remaining four were blue, red, black, and white. They were clearly a set of Five-Element Orbs.
The two cultivators beside her were one fat and one thin. The thin cultivator produced a long zither whose radiance flowed like water, while the fat cultivator held several bright yellow talismans between his fingers and activated them at once.
On Xiong Tianhai’s side, he drew a broad, razor-sharp saber, clearly identifying him as a saber cultivator. A middle-aged woman beside him waved her hand, sending countless flying insects swarming from her sleeve. The other cultivator summoned a row of small knives burning with flames.
The three of them unleashed their techniques together and sent them crushing toward Yao Sheng and Dong Kaiyuan.
However, Hu Xiuzhu and her companions had ultimately held something back.
Their side was visibly a step slower. Only after Xiong Tianhai and the others had fully made their move did they follow with their own treasures and talismans. The Five-Element Orbs, the zither’s sonic waves, and the golden radiance formed by the talismans merged into a vast, magnificent sea of power that surged toward Yao Sheng and Dong Kaiyuan like a roaring tide.
The attacks of all six cultivators arrived in an instant.
“Bring out the banner!”
Yao Sheng gave a furious shout and first hurled the seven talismans in his hand. The moment they left his fingers, they burst into blazing flames. In the blink of an eye, they transformed into twenty-eight dazzling stars, which resonated with one another and formed a golden dragon that charged toward the attacks.
But he did not stop there.
The moment after throwing out the talismans, Yao Sheng clenched his palm. A tall black banner wreathed in terrifying sinister energy appeared in his grasp. His chest shuddered, and his face instantly turned pale as he spat out a mouthful of crimson heart blood onto the gloomy banner.
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Seeing him produce the Nether-Soul Banner, Dong Kaiyuan also cast his spell at once. His hand seals shifted rapidly, condensing a thick protective radiance around the two of them. He then struck his chest hard and spat out a mouthful of heart blood, spraying it onto the black banner.
As the two streams of heart blood successively landed on the Nether-Soul Banner, the attacks of the six cultivators collided with Yao Sheng’s Kang Dragon Golden Might Talisman and the protective radiance condensed by Dong Kaiyuan.
Boom!
The golden dragon and the protective radiance failed to hold for long. They almost immediately collapsed, and the remaining force of the six attacks roared toward the two men. In the blink of an eye, Yao Sheng and Dong Kaiyuan were about to be swallowed by the raging tide of power.
Xiong Tianhai, Hu Xiuzhu, and the others stared intently at them.
As long as the two men died, there would be one fewer competitor in the struggle for the Grand Infant Spirit Heart.
As for the sword cultivator Ming Ruoshui, who had yet to appear, even if she were still alive, no matter how powerful she was, once Yao Sheng and Dong Kaiyuan died, she would be alone and pose no threat whatsoever. If they encountered her, they would kill her immediately.
At that moment—
A fierce wind suddenly rose around the Nether-Soul Banner in Yao Sheng’s hand, and a dense mass of sinister black mist billowed forth.
Whoosh!
A towering nether soul emerged halfway from the pitch-black banner. Its features were impossible to make out, and sinister black energy coiled around its body. Amid faint cries and wails, a suffocatingly powerful aura spread across the battlefield, causing the expressions of Xiong Tianhai, Hu Xiuzhu, and the other four cultivators to change dramatically.
“A Golden Core nether soul?!”
It was obvious that the Nether-Soul Banner was an evil-path spirit treasure, nourished by nether souls. The more souls it devoured, the stronger it became.
The Nether-Soul Banner Yao Sheng had brought out even contained a nether soul equivalent to a Golden Core cultivator, enough to suppress every Foundation Establishment cultivator present.
The Golden Core nether soul had revealed only half its body, yet the power radiating from it was already enough to leave everyone trembling with fear. It raised one hand, and vast, surging sinister energy gathered in its palm. When it thrust its palm forward, the energy transformed into enormous waves that crashed toward the various attacks.
Crash!
The waves of sinister energy struck the incoming attacks and destroyed them with overwhelming force. Their momentum did not diminish as they continued surging toward the others. Along the way, towering ancient trees that would have required several people to encircle were snapped in two by the waves, displaying their terrifying might.
“Sacrifice the spirit treasures!”
At this point, Xiong Tianhai and Hu Xiuzhu could no longer conceal their strength. With deep shouts, they immediately brought out the precious spirit treasures bestowed upon them by their respective Nascent Soul True Lords.
Xiong Tianhai gripped both hands together, and a great banner appeared in his grasp. Purple lightning flowed along its pole. On the purple banner, a ferocious tiger with wings on its back and purple lightning coiling around its entire body seemed almost alive, as though it might leap out at any moment.
Hu Xiuzhu, meanwhile, offered up a small treasure pagoda. It expanded rapidly in the wind, becoming several yards tall as it floated above her head. Blazing golden flames rose from its body, radiating such intense heat that the surrounding air twisted violently beneath its scorching power.
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Spirit treasures—
The Thunder Tiger Banner!
The Nine Suns Pagoda!
At the mountain gate, the battle raged fiercely, balanced on the knife’s edge between life and death.
Far away, atop a mountain.
Jiang Min activated her veil of concealment, completely suppressing her aura as she watched the hunting battle through the gaps between the ancient trees.
When the six cultivators surrounded and attacked Yao Sheng and Dong Kaiyuan, Jiang Min had just arrived. Seeing how dire the situation was, she had been preparing to intervene.
But in the next moment—
She saw the Golden Core nether soul appear, its imposing might overwhelming the battlefield as it destroyed every attack with a single move. Jiang Min immediately retreated several steps, turned around, and hid in the distance to watch.
“The Nether-Soul Banner, the Thunder Tiger Banner, the treasure pagoda… These people actually brought spirit treasures with them. They might even have more than one. How am I supposed to fight that?”
Jiang Min was thoroughly convinced.
Relying on her sword intent and domineering lightning-and-fire spiritual power, she could barely exchange blows with a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator. But when those Foundation Establishment cultivators wielded spirit treasures, she had no choice but to run.
She was merely an outsider and bore no responsibility for anyone’s life or death. Why would she throw her life away?
Still—
She truly coveted the spirit treasures in the hands of those cultivators.
True Lord Guanqi certainly lacked nothing in the way of spirit treasures. But those had ultimately been given to him by someone else. Only things obtained through her own efforts could truly put her mind at ease…
Jiang Min’s gaze fell upon the several magnificent spirit treasures below the mountain. Her eyes revolved mischievously, and a trace of casual amusement soon appeared in them.
“Although I don’t have an offensive spirit treasure, if I can seize one, won’t that mean I do?”
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