Everyone went wild, rushing forward together. The vast arena was bathed in the glow of dawn, and the treasure was astonishing.
Although it was underwater, the cave was dry and clean, filled with a rich, misty aura of treasure.
Boom.
A stone door opened, and runes danced in the air, filling the space with dazzling light. On a stone table were a jade pot and jade cups, glowing with flowing light. Dozens of powerful figures reached out to grab them.
This could be an exquisite brew left by the Kunpeng. It was not an ordinary item; the wine it contained was likely divine nectar, capable of extending one's lifespan and enhancing cultivation.
At such a level, any treasured ingredients used to brew the wine might even include sacred herbs or immortal elixirs.
One must remember, this was the Kunpeng, one of the ten ancient fiends, a true invincible giant of the ages. The wine it drank was undoubtedly beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Bang.
Dozens of powerful figures clashed with their treasures, causing a blazing light to rise and engulf the quiet chamber. The runes soared, and the treasures collided, resulting in intense battles. This was the Kunpeng's cave, and in any other place, it would have been a disaster.
The ancient runes remained effective, protecting the entire arena and keeping it immortal. The people were also relieved that there were no dangerous traps here; otherwise, they would have faced calamities.
"Divine wine!"
"Let's work together to seize it."
More people discovered the situation and surged in. Treasures flew through the air towards the jade pot, and the battle became even more intense.
"Everyone, get out of my way!"
A loud shout came from an elderly figure with gray hair and beard. He waved his sleeves, and with a rumbling sound, runes filled the sky, sending a group of people flying. Among them, more than a dozen crashed into the stone wall and turned into blood and mud.
The elder stepped into the cave and roared at the dozens of powerful figures. Several were knocked unconscious on the spot, leaving everyone stunned.
"That must be a Revered One," someone shouted.
Such a being could truly be invincible. Once they appeared, even the great ancient kingdoms would tremble and dare not offend them easily. They were terrifying beyond words.
Such figures usually resided on divine islands or ancient giant mountains, rarely venturing out. Their power was immense and awe-inspiring.
"Not a Revered One; he's still one step short," another elder appeared. He had come to compete with his descendants who were fighting for the treasure.
Boom.
The great clash began, and the cave was filled with treasure light. Many powerful figures retreated, shivering under the impact of the two old men. Everyone scrambled to protect themselves.
"Is there really ancient wine from the Kunpeng era? If it has been preserved until now, it would be truly extraordinary. Let me have a look."
At that moment, a golden spear appeared, creating strong waves that made the cave sway like an ocean. The light surged, flooding the chamber.
Everyone changed their expressions. The newcomer was immensely powerful, with eyes like cold lightning, sweeping over everyone like a divine being, looking down upon all.
It was Mo Shang, the descendant of the Sea God. His strength and fearsome reputation were well known, and no one wanted to provoke him, even Revered Ones were wary.
The golden spear shook, and runes erupted. Many powerful figures screamed as their bodies cracked open, blood gushing out, and they fell to the ground of the quiet chamber.
This was so powerful that even a group of people together couldn’t block it. Even the two old men changed color and avoided the attack.
Mo Shang strode in, his gaze cold as he reached out for the jade pot on the stone table. No one dared to stop him, and the jade pot shimmered with a near-transparent glow.
“There really is divine nectar inside. I can pour out a cup.”
When the light faded and the runes ceased to shine, people saw the situation in the pot and gasped in amazement.
The Sea God's descendant laughed heartily, his dense blue hair flying as he reached for the jade pot. This was true divine liquid with life-restoring properties.
Boom.
A Suanni appeared, its purple lightning flashing as it roared and struck at Mo Shang, blocking his arm. The entire chamber was filled with lightning.
"Do you dare?" Mo Shang roared in anger.
Someone had come to compete for the jade pot, leading to a fierce confrontation.
It was Shi Hao. He had summoned the Suanni’s treasure technique and had entered the chamber to fight Mo Shang. These two had previously fought to the death, and now they were directly battling without any words.
Nearby, many people groaned, blood dripping from their mouths as they were thrown out of the grand chamber by the shockwaves of the fierce battle.
Those were the fortunate ones. Some still coveted the divine nectar and tried to find an opportunity, only to be struck by the two’s treasures and exploded on the spot, with blood and flesh scattering.
The two elders sighed and eventually withdrew. Even they could not match the two young prodigies. If they continued to attack, they would likely perish.
Squeak, squeak.
A furry ball appeared, poking its head out of a bag, excitedly squealing. It jumped onto the stone table and grabbed the jade pot before quickly retreating.
“Well done!” Shi Hao laughed heartily.
Mo Shang was enraged. How could a monkey head block the residual energy of his treasure technique and steal the divine wine, causing his efforts to go in vain?
Soon, Shi Hao’s laughter faded. The monkey head was about to pour the jade pot’s contents into its mouth and swallow it directly.
“Don’t waste it. This is raw nectar. We should blend it with the monkey wine when we return. It will produce marvelous changes,” Shi Hao shouted.
Fortunately, the remaining nectar was extremely thick and didn’t pour out. The furry ball licked its lips, its small paws nearly drenched with saliva.
It shook the jade pot with force, finally breaking the seal and releasing a fragrance that penetrated deep into the bones and soul.
Splash, splash.
Outside the chamber, a large group of people collapsed, drunk and unconscious on the ground, falling into a deep sleep, which was shocking.
Once the nectar broke the seal, the flowing runic light was astonishing. It was not just intoxicating; it also contained important medicinal effects and rune divine light.
There was no doubt it was divine wine, unquestionably made from sacred ancient medicine, more precious than the monkey wine Shi Hao had obtained earlier.
Shi Hao summoned the bag, swiftly retrieving the jade pot to prevent it from being ruined by the furry ball, which would be regrettable.
The Sea God’s descendant was furious but could not recover the situation. The two were locked in a fierce battle, and it was hard to tell who would come out on top. He knew he could no longer obtain the divine wine.
Boom.
In the final blow, the two separated, moving in different directions without further fighting, as there were other more precious treasures, such as Kunpeng’s treasures, still to be contended.
“Ah, it’s terrifying. Even kings and princes have died inside. It’s really too frightening,” another side cried out in alarm, a crowd fleeing in panic.
There, black light surged and mist enveloped the area. A group of people fled, with many collapsing behind, turning black before becoming pus and blood, dying tragically.
The scene was quite frightening, with hundreds lying dead, their bodies turning into corpses, and the black light seemed to spread outward.
“There’s a medicinal furnace inside. We didn’t find any divine pills but released a wave of black light from the furnace, which is highly toxic.” The survivors of the escape were still trembling with fear.
Han Tian, a young man from the Fire Flame Fish clan, happened to be there. Seeing the black light approaching, he held a bronze lamp and shone it in that direction.
Even after burning for countless ages, the lamp's wick still remained lit. Although it had dimmed considerably, with a gentle puff, the flame surged like an ocean, becoming brilliant once again and completely devouring and refining the dark light.
Everyone was stunned. The divine illumination lamp was indeed a famous artifact from ancient times, crafted by many great figures. However, the lamp oil was exceedingly luxurious, requiring divine blood for refilling, and very few could afford it.
Only the ancient Kunpeng could afford to casually use such a precious artifact as an ordinary light source, hanging it in its cave.
"True Jiaoshen medicine, this must be a batch of True Jiaodan brewed by the Kunpeng. It failed in the end, and he did not deal with it, resulting in the creation of toxic pills." A Revered One also arrived, very surprised.
The crowd was shocked. The ancient True Jiao, a powerful pure-blooded being, was captured by the Kunpeng and used to refine medicine. No wonder it was one of the ten ancient fiends.
Among the crowd, an elderly figure in gray, the Jiao Revered One, showed fluctuating emotions. As a member of the Jiao clan, he was more sensitive than others and was certain that a True Jiao had been turned into a toxic powder.
When the dark light finally dissipated and everyone had left, he vanished in a flash, cautiously sneaking inside.
In the distance, intense energy fluctuations indicated a fierce battle was underway. The crowd rushed in quickly. Once inside the cave, it was evident that wherever there was a battle, there was bound to be significant treasure.
Indeed, the area was exceptionally bright, with misty steam and treasure light soaring to the sky. Strong figures were engaged in a fierce battle.
Some kings had appeared, and Revered Ones flashed in and out of the scene. The battle was particularly intense. Shi Hao also arrived, penetrating deep into the area. It was a vast stone chamber, with internal glow and ancient simplicity.
On a stone table, there was a treasure bottle emitting auspicious light and a strong life force. A bouquet of flowers, fresh and dripping, was inserted into the bottle, looking as though it was carved from jade.
"Divine medicine! From ancient times until now, enduring countless ages without decay, its value is absolutely immeasurable."
Many people’s eyes lit up with excitement. Earlier, they had fought fiercely, all reaching out to grab the bottle. However, no one succeeded due to the large number of experts competing, with treasures flying and many retreating, spitting blood.
"Fools, that flower is not a medicine, it's very ordinary," an elder shouted.
As for some kings, their eyes had been fixed on the treasure bottle from the start, rather than the flowers.
Eventually, everyone realized that the valuable item was the bottle, not the bouquet. To keep an ordinary bouquet intact for so long must be due to an incredible treasure.
"This Jade Pure Bottle is identical to the supreme treasure of the Little Western Heaven. It’s terrifying. The Kunpeng only used it to hold flowers and casually placed it on the stone table."
Finally, someone recognized that the bottle, which emitted a life-giving aura and was warm to the touch, was exactly like the treasure of the Little Western Heaven, indistinguishable in appearance.
Four or five kings appeared, fighting fiercely over the Jade Pure Bottle. Their attacks were as if they could move mountains and fill seas, with runes erupting and terror everywhere.
In the same grand stone chamber, Shi Hao was also in action, but his target was not the treasure bottle; it was a mat.
Besides him, there were other elders, all ancient ancestors of various sects, fighting desperately for the mat.
Soon, some pure-blooded beings from the ancient sacred mountains also appeared, all immensely powerful, focusing on the mat and joining the fray.
Initially, the mat seemed unremarkable, looking simple and ancient. But as people fought over it, with treasure techniques falling on it, it began to shine, becoming translucent, and revealed its true form—woven from tender branches, green and jade-like, exuding a harmonious aura.
In an instant, even Revered Ones were stirred and joined the battle. With a loud boom, the treasure techniques shook the world, and the sound of the Tao roared. Shi Hao clashed with one of them, causing him to frown and retreat.
This was the mat used by the ancient Kunpeng for rest and meditation. Its true appearance made even Revered Ones unwilling to remain passive; they were prepared for a bloody fight.
Boom.
The bear child was incredibly fierce. The Ten Realms emerged, and divine radiance surged, creating a blaze that forced a Revered One's spirit form to stagger back. He roared and sent a group of elders flying while reaching for the mat.
With a swipe, Shi Hao was surprised by the weight of the mat, which was incredibly heavy—over a hundred thousand pounds—beyond imagination and surpassing many divine metals.
"Give it to me."
A Revered One attacked, and a large seal descended from the void, dropping streams of divine power, creating a frightening scene.
This was the peak manifestation of the Transforming Spirit Realm, an ultimate sublimation, using a treasure to suppress Shi Hao and vie for the mat.
With a thunderous boom, Shi Hao struck the mat forcefully into the void, colliding with the dazzling seal and exploding into brilliant light.
The mat remained intact, not shattered, while the crystalline seal spun and flew out, crashing into the cave’s stone wall, causing the entire stone chamber to shake violently.
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