"This is my Lin family's Fire God Spear!"
"Heavens, this person is an elder of my Shi family."
"This injury … it's Smiling Finger, the ultimate technique of Flower Picking House."
Everyone spread out and searched for the corpses and traces of battle on the ground.
Many of them recognized the seniors of their own sects.
However, their shock quickly turned into greed. Hundreds of people searched the ground with all their might. When they found the corpses of their seniors, they would dig a hole to bury them, burn them, or kowtow a few times.
Towards the end, they couldn't care so much. They didn't care whose corpses it was. They only searched for treasures and didn't bury them. At most, they would burn them.
Soon, the air was filled with the stench of burning corpses.
"This is my You Xiong family's inherited ancient treasure, the Immortal Stele. Return it to me!"
In a deep pit, the sound of intense fighting could be heard.
"Hahahaha, ancient treasures are all from the Primal Chaos Era. What inheritance is there?"
Another voice laughed maniacally. Obviously, he didn't buy it.
"Damn it! This is something left behind by my ancestors. If I lose it, how can I face my ancestors? "
"Are you here to be funny? Your ancestors' corpses have been destroyed by you. You don't care about them at all. You only care about the Immortal Stele. Pfft! "
The battle in the deep pit became more and more intense. Powerful rays of light shot up into the sky.
Such collisions could be seen everywhere. With hundreds of people spread out on the ground, it was inevitable that there would be conflicts. In the beginning, everyone was amiable, but in the end, it became a life and death battle.
Yang Qingxuan looked at the deep pit and flew into it in a flash.
The two people fighting each other were using their own divine abilities and were in a stalemate. One of the white-robed old men formed hand seals and created a barrier. The other middle-aged man wielded a battle saber and slashed at the barrier fiercely. They entered a state of mutual exhaustion.
Yang Qingxuan looked at the elder and said, "Give me the ancient treasure."
The elder in white's expression changed greatly. The middle-aged man's expression changed as well. His eyes were filled with malice.
The elder said, "Lord Qing Xuan, the items here are all ownerless. Whoever takes it first gets it first. This ancient treasure is now mine."
The middle-aged man shouted angrily, "Bullshit! Everyone knows that the Immortal Stele of my You Xiong family is the family's treasure. How can it be given to outsiders? "
Yang Qingxuan said, "Are the two of you done? Do you want me to get it myself? "
The elder was so angry that his face turned pale, but he did not dare to go against Yang Qingxuan. He shouted, "Alright, this item shall be given to Master Qing Xuan. Consider it as giving you face."
With that, he made a hand seal, and a white light shot out from his hand towards Yang Qingxuan.
Then, the old man laughed loudly and walked away.
The middle-aged man was shocked and angry at the same time. He withdrew the saber in his hand and glanced at Yang Qingxuan. Then, he tactfully left quickly.
Yang Qingxuan grabbed the white light in his hand and turned it into a jade tablet. He couldn't help but frown because this jade tablet didn't have any light and there were many patterns on it. He couldn't see what it was.
Yang Qingxuan was not tempted by the corpses and treasures on the ground. Other than consumables like medicinal pills, he did not lack equipment or cultivation techniques.
It was only when he heard the words "ancient treasure" that he became interested and came over to take a look.
However, the appearance of this ancient treasure was beyond his expectations. He didn't know what this Immortal Stele was used for.
Suddenly, a cold gaze shot towards him.
Yang Qingxuan looked up and saw Saint Jinggu. His gaze, which had always been unfocused, was now focused on the Immortal Stele. However, it only paused for a moment. The cold gaze swept past Yang Qingxuan and then retracted.
Yang Qingxuan's heart skipped a beat. He put away the Immortal Stele. Something that could attract the attention of Saint Jinggu would most likely be valuable.
He flew out of the deep pit and looked at the boundless battlefield.
All kinds of conflicts began to break out. Battles of different sizes could be seen everywhere. Murderous aura began to spread on the battlefield.
"Strange. If this is the only real palace, then where did the Su family disciples go?"
The treasures on the battlefield were scattered on the ground. It meant that the Su family disciples had either never been here or didn't care at all.
Yang Qingxuan stood in the air and looked around with his Fiery Golden Eyes. Then he retracted his gaze. He formed a seal with both hands and used the Sky Divination Technique.
"Yun, Lu, Moo, Jie, Ma …"
As he chanted, the seals in his hands changed with each sound, and the corresponding runes appeared in the void.
It was the divination technique recorded in the Scripture of the Huangji Era.
Soon, a virtual image appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan's hands. The disciples of the Su Family could be vaguely seen sitting cross-legged in the void. Their faces were solemn as if they were experiencing great pain. There was an extremely strong force covering all the disciples of the Su Family.
Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes wide. He wanted to see more clearly, but his body shook violently. The virtual image in front of him disappeared. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
He had suffered a backlash from the Way of Heaven.
The blood in Yang Qingxuan's body surged. He took a few deep breaths. This divination technique was too destructive. Therefore, it was very harmful to the body.
Moreover, the energy of the divination item was very strong. It was easier to suffer a backlash. If it was light, he would be severely injured. If it was heavy, he might even collapse.
When Huang Ting taught him this technique, he had repeatedly warned him not to use it unless he had no other choice.
Yang Qingxuan was curious. He tried the divination for the first time and was severely injured.
"The Su family disciples should be in this battlefield. Strange. Although the battlefield is big, it isn't endless. In my divination, I can feel that they are not far away. What is going on?"
Yang Qingxuan was in deep thought as he healed his injuries.
He took out some Hinayana Dao Fruits and ate them like fruits. He stuffed them into his mouth.
Suddenly, there was a huge tremor in the air. There was a loud explosion. A spot of lightning flashed in the sky. It shot out endless light and lit up the entire battlefield.
Yang Qingxuan swallowed the Dao Fruit and almost choked. He looked at the center of the lightning in shock. "Doomsday Hammer!"
It was the hammer that flew away on its own. It appeared out of nowhere.
Behind the hammer, the transparent elder's figure appeared again. He grabbed the hammer and swung it toward the ground. He roared, "Dong Jun! Give me back my life. "
"Boom!"
A huge bolt of lightning shot down. It was like a nail being smashed into the ground. Then, it broke apart and formed a ring of lightning that spread in all directions.
Everyone was already on guard when the Doomsday Hammer appeared. Especially those who had experienced the previous battle. They ran away immediately.
Only a few martial artists who were still in the middle of the battle or who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth did not care about the appearance of the Doomsday Hammer.
It was only when the lightning exploded from the hammer that they came to their senses and were filled with terror. "No! — — "
Their voices were quickly drowned out.
The lightning spread out layer by layer, sweeping across the sky and earth.
Yang Qingxuan was already tens of thousands of feet away. He used the Golden Body to resist the lightning ring. There was only one thought in his mind. "How strong is this hammer …"
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