"Blood Sword Monster Lord!"
Right away, the Spirit Realm Old Man noticed Zong Shou's identity. After a cry of surprise, his face suddenly turned pale. He held his breath and didn't dare to make a sound.
The streaks of light that were flying over from afar also paused for a moment. They showed themselves and stopped on the spot, not daring to get close.
Zong Shou looked coldly at the old man from Sandyuan Sect. Thoughts flashed in his mind.
In just an instant, he recalled the information about this Sandyuan Sect. It wasn't one of the 3,000 Taoist Sects, but a neutral sect between Righteous and Demon.
This Qin Emperor Sub Tomb was really within their territory.
He didn't have any killing intent in his heart as he wasn't an evil person.
Since the old man recognized him and wasn't willing to be his enemy, then there was no need for him to attack.
Laughing with a mysterious meaning, Zong Shou continued to charge up. The dagger-axe below still chased up.
However, when it reached 100,000 feet, the dagger-axe shadow started to weaken.
"As expected! That God Realm strength mostly relied on Spiritual Formations and restrictions! "
The moment he broke out of the formation, his strength would greatly decrease.
With a thought rising up, Zong Shou sent out a Sword Light which charged down and clashed with the dagger-axe shadow.
Instantly, there was a sharp ring as energy spread all about. With just one strike, the crimson sword shadow knocked back the halberd and caused it to fall back to the ground.
Within the Qin Emperor Tomb, there was also a furious roar that was filled with unwillingness.
Although they were furious, they couldn't charge out of the tomb. It was obvious that they couldn't do anything to Zong Shou and could only roar out.
Zong Shou stood 100,000 feet in the air and looked around. He only felt that more and more Spiritual Lights were flying over from all directions.
Grade-9 Cultivators were the main ones, with 30% of them being Spirit Realm Cultivators.
Zong Shou shook his head and then casually walked towards the Imperial City in the east.
He didn't care at all and didn't care at all. Even if everyone knew that he had obtained most of the good things in the Qin Emperor Sub Tomb, he didn't have any intention of hiding.
At this moment, he wished that someone would take the initiative to provoke him. Then, he would have an excuse to stay in the Cloud World for a few more days.
Within the borders of Da Qian, no one could do anything to him. Now that they were hundreds of thousands of miles away from Da Qian, even the Avici Throne couldn't help.
Or would these people give it a try?
Unfortunately, all the Daoism cultivators along the way avoided him like he was a snake or a scorpion. They didn't even dare to approach him.
The other Demonic Dao sects also had serious expressions and didn't dare to provoke them.
The Buddhist and Kenzō Sect sects had some friendly relations with him, so most of them nodded and saluted to express their goodwill.
Zong Shou felt it was a pity; he had no choice but to give up on his wishful thinking. He drove the Royal Demon Divine Shuttle far away from the Vast Ocean.
The tomb had God Realm experts, 300,000 Terracotta Warriors, and 12 Copper Puppets. It seemed like these Spirit Realm Cultivators wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
To successfully take out the remaining items within, the sects would have to find other ways to break it or ask Celestial Realm experts to work together. In the end, it would take several days to break the formation.
If he was the Vast Habitat Head of Dao Spirit and Heaven Demon, he would drag it on until he left the Cloud World.
This was why he didn't need to think about the remaining items.
Anyways, a large half of the items were already in his hands, so there was nothing he wasn't satisfied with.
In half a day, he traveled tens of thousands of miles. He stopped at a large city roughly 2,000 miles away from the Imperial City. Zong Shou shot out a Swift Talisman and swiftly flew towards Jin Buhui's residence in the Imperial City.
Then, he stopped the shuttle in mid-air and started to count his gains this time.
Naturally, what he looked forward to the most were those pills. Zong Shou first opened the pill bottles one by one.
In just a moment, joy appeared on his face.
Before the Qin King Sub Tomb was opened by him, it was totally sealed. It pretty much formed a world of its own, merging with the Essence. The spiritual energy was thick and maintained at 10,000 years ago.
This was why these pills were all perfectly preserved. Only 20% of them had deteriorated.
There were few types of pills, but all of them were top quality.
Just these pills alone were three times more valuable than the Mind Stones he used before!
Apart from that, there were many pill recipes preserved.
The Fang Family Qi Cultivators during the Cloud Desolate Era were pretty much wiped out after the Qin Dynasty.
After the Qin Dynasty was wiped out, there were very few pill recipes left. Even Pill Fountain Sect, such a large Pill Refining Sect. Their pill refining techniques and pill recipes were slowly accumulated 13,000 years after the Qin Dynasty.
It didn't have much to do with the ancient cultivators.
Zong Shou's lips curled up. Actually, these pills weren't that big of a deal. Although the price was shocking, Zong Shou didn't care too much.
However, these pill recipes were really decent. If he brought them back to Xuanyuan Yiren, that righteous girl would definitely jump in joy.
Following which Sōmorime's eyes flashed across an item, a weird expression flashed across his eyes.
"What is this item?"
The pills that were buried near the Qin Emperor's coffin were all kept in bottles, neatly placed in red gift boxes and placed on sandalwood racks.
Only the few items that Zong Shou was looking at didn't match the rest. They were 10 Iron Balls, roughly the size of a water bucket. They were black in color and were perfectly round.
Zong Shou didn't take a close look before this. At this moment, he probed and took one of the black iron balls in his hand. Only then did he notice that this ball was extremely heavy.
It wasn't as heavy as a small Sumeru Mountain, but it was close to a hundred million kilograms.
The patterns on the iron ball seemed normal. However, if one looked closely, one would notice that this was a really exquisite spiritual formation.
"It seems to be Black Xuan Purple Hero Iron! It was said that this item is tough to break. During the Cloud Desolate Era, people often crafted it into a defensive artifact. If one could mix it with other spiritual metals and mix it well. In the hands of an expert blacksmith, it could be made into a Celestial Artifact. It was said that if one used it as armor, it could hide one's aura. During the Cloud Desolate Era, many cultivators used this item to hide their cultivation, pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. Little Gold, Hanxi, and the others were in for a treat. No, these two fellows actually dare to complain about me. Next, they should be punished by fasting … "
Zong Shou recalled while feeling weird. "However, why is this item placed together with these pills? Oh? No. Since this item uses spiritual energy to hide one's aura. Then wouldn't it be suitable to store pills? Speaking of which, these Iron Balls can be seen as pill bottles? What is inside that needs to use Black Xuan Purple Hero Iron? "
Looking on with a stunned expression, Zong Shou gritted his teeth, using his soul power to lightly tap on the Iron Ball.
Instantly, a ball of spiritual light spread out and numerous restrictions appeared outside of the Iron Ball. It was closely packed, there were a full 20 layers. Only to see that there were numerous restrictions and the structure was really tight.
Zong Shou looked on and then sucked in a deep cold breath.
This was the formation protecting the pill within and was also a restriction lock.
Unless one had the bloodline of the Qin Emperor or knew how to open it. Otherwise, if there was even the slightest mistake when breaking the formation, the pill hidden in the metal ball would be destroyed!
Zong Shou rubbed his temples with a headache. He hesitated for a moment before he started to try.
Not long ago, he had read thousands of scrolls. However, his attainments in formations were only slightly better than normal Spirit Realm cultivators.
The reason why he had such confidence wasn't because of other reasons but because of the Cause and Effect and Fate Dao that he grasped.
Activating his spirit energy, he drew the word 'luck' in the air with his finger.
He had changed his fate for the next ten breaths of time.
Following which, he twisted Cause and Effect to break the restrictions. Only then did he have a Cause.
His finger waved, allowing the Cause and Effect power to lead and break apart these restrictions one by one.
The True Qi in his body was being consumed intensely. Large beads of cold sweat appeared on Zong Shou's forehead.
Until Zong Shou felt that his Energy Meridians were close to drying up and couldn't continue. He thought that this attempt was destined to fail.
The last layer of restrictions was finally opened.
The Iron Ball was like an eight-leaf lotus that suddenly bloomed. As expected, a pill bottle appeared in front of Zong Shou's eyes.
He grabbed it and used his Spiritual Sense to reach in. Following which, Zong Shou's face alternated between green and white.
After a long while, he sighed.
"It is actually the Heaven Essence Life Creation Pill …"
Sōmorime's eyes shone, suddenly happy, suddenly worried, and in the end he felt a headache.
"A Heaven Essence Life Creation Pill that can extend one's lifespan by 80 years. The Qin Emperor actually succeeded. Before the Qin Emperor died, there was no news at all! "
There were a total of 10 pills within the bottle. Even if the effects were removed, it could extend one's lifespan by 400 years!
It was an Iron Ball. It was 100 Heaven Essence Life Creation Pills.
If it was the Extreme Purple Pill in the Xiang King tomb, the few Vast Habitats would definitely get it.
Then this Heaven Essence Life Creation Pill was enough to make the entire Cloud World, even all Saint Realm Cultivators in this region go crazy for it.
In other words, if other people found out about this item. Zong Shou and even the entire Da Qian would become the target of everyone, with no place to stand!
Even Long Ying wouldn't be able to stop the greed of these Saint Realm Cultivators!
Thinking about how there were still eight of these Iron Balls near the coffin that they weren't able to take away. Zong Shou cried out in pain. What was he going to do now?
If he knew that this would happen, even if he got injured, he would have taken all these Iron Balls away! It would be best if he didn't leave a single one.
With the current situation, as long as one person noticed the secrets within the Black Xuan Purple Hero Iron, Zong Shou would be in danger.
Speaking of which, it was really weird. It was just an unimportant sub tomb, so why would there be such things?
If it wasn't for him confirming that there weren't the 12 Copper Men, Zong Shou would have thought that this was the real tomb of the Qin Emperor.
At this moment, Zong Shou only felt that the pill bottle in his hand was scalding hot, and he really wanted to throw it all away.
"As expected, misfortune is a blessing in disguise, and a blessing in disguise …"
Suddenly, Zong Shoxin's heart moved once more. The only way was to destroy the remaining few Iron Balls when he took them out! Even if he only disturbed the seals and destroyed the spiritual pills within, it was okay.
Without hesitation, he tossed out a Star Shining Talisman. Although Mingyu had left, she was definitely near the Cloud World.
The moment this talisman was used, she would be able to rush back.
Then, Zong Shou looked at the Black Xuan Purple Hero Iron Balls in front of him with a frown.
Although he was a member of the Cang Shengdao, the teachings of the Cang Shengdao emphasized the freedom of one's own existence.
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