Compared to the invading Evil Spirit Sect, Hidden Dragon Sect was clearly much weaker, and the madness and bloodthirstiness of Evil Spirit Sect could not be seen on them.
The bloodshot eyes of the Evil Spirit Sect disciples who were surrounded by flesh and blood brought a great amount of shock to the people from Hidden Dragon Sect as they roared.
Shen Dong was also incredibly strong. As he moved forward, all those who tried to block his path would have their bodies torn apart with just one swipe of his claw. He would then grab the fleeing Nascent Souls, and right under the shocked gazes of the people around him, he would swallow them whole, crush them, and swallow them.
The shock brought to Hidden Dragon Sect by this scene had almost reached the point where they were about to break down.
"Phantom Hand Shen Dong!"
Su Ming stood outside the hall to the left of the suspension bridge. Once he lifted his head and cast a glance at the sky, he walked forward at a moderate pace. It was as if no one around him had noticed his appearance, and they simply let him walk into the hall.
There were several gigantic statues worshiped in the hall, and they were all made of spirit stones. At that moment, there were seven old men meditating with dark expressions on their faces. Their hands were connected to each other, and at the center of them was an oil lamp.
That lamp was currently extinguished, but as the seven people spread their cultivation bases out, it started showing faint signs of being lit up. Compared to the booming sounds and screams of pain outside, this place was incredibly quiet.
'Seven people who are equivalent to those in the middle stage of the Berserker Soul Realm … 'Su Ming's expression remained calm. When he walked into the hall, the seven old men had their eyes closed and did not notice him. Su Ming did not believe it and walked over to stand beside the three statues in the hall. As he looked at them, a glint shone in his eyes.
'This is a bit of a waste … 'As he shook his head, he swung his arm, and the three statues immediately disappeared from the hall without a single sound!
Just as Su Ming was about to leave, he turned his head sideways and cast a glance at the oil lamp surrounded by the seven people, along with the cushions they were sitting on. Those cushions were woven from herbs, and there was a faint fragrance spreading out from them.
'Spirit Smoke Grass … Hidden Dragon Sect is indeed rich … 'Su Ming sighed with emotion. He knew this herb, and each one of them could be sold for nearly a hundred lower-grade spirit stones. The number of herbs needed to make one cushion was about a hundred, which meant that one cushion was equivalent to ten thousand lower-grade spirit stones …
"How extravagant!" Su Ming frowned. With a step forward, he walked to the side of the seven old men who were meditating with their eyes closed. With a swing of his arm, the seven people felt a chill run down their spines. Surprised and wary, they opened their eyes, but immediately after, they found themselves dumbfounded.
The first thing they saw was that the Hidden Dragon Lantern that they were trying to ignite had actually disappeared. What made them even more aghast was that the prayer mats woven from the Spirit Incense Grass under them had also disappeared.
In the end, they subconsciously looked around, and all seven of them gaped in shock. A cold chill filled their hearts, because they saw that the three statues in the main hall... had disappeared without a trace.
Su Ming moved forward. There was another hall before him, and at that moment, the sounds of battle reverberated in the sky. Long arcs flew up from the ground, and there were also long arcs descending from the sky. Slaughter, fighting, crazed laughter, and screams of pain filled the world.
Once Su Ming took a few steps forward, he suddenly came to a halt and lowered his head to look at the floor tiles under his feet.
'Just how rich is Hidden Dragon Sect..?' Su Ming crouched down and knocked on the floor tiles. A brilliant light appeared in his eyes, and he lifted his right hand and pushed his palm against the ground. With it, the floor tiles around him immediately started trembling, and with cracking sounds, they flew up. With a swing of his arm, Su Ming collected all of them.
A hint of excitement appeared on Su Ming's face. These floor tiles were not spirit stones, and neither were they medicinal herbs. They were medicinal dregs!
These medicinal dregs were the leftovers from failed attempts at creating medicinal cores. They were originally discarded, but there was still some essence contained within them. If they were solidified into medicinal dregs and turned into medicinal dregs, then the floor would naturally release their medicinal properties. Once they fused with the spiritual aura of the world, the effects would become even better.
Burning passion appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He looked at the numerous halls waiting for him before him, and with one move, his footsteps became even faster.
There was not a single person in the second hall. Clearly, all of them had gone out to fight against Evil Spirit Sect. There was a large amount of ancient scrolls in this place, and all of them were shining with a gentle light. Su Ming swept his gaze over them and put away all of them. He then looked at the bookshelves, took a few steps forward, and once he touched them, he let out a long sigh.
'Lightning strike wood … Hidden Dragon Sect, oh, Hidden Dragon Sect …' As he shook his head, Su Ming immediately put away all the items in the hall into his storage bag without holding back. Before he left, he cast a glance at the buildings in the hall, and a look of pity appeared on his face.
'The materials used to build these halls are pretty good, but it's a pity that they're too big. It's not easy to take them away.' As Su Ming spoke, his gaze fell on the carvings on the walls around him. These carvings were of gentle auspicious beasts, and their eyes were decorated with high-grade spirit stones.
Su Ming immediately took a few steps forward and circled the hall once. Once he took away all the spirit stones carved into the eyes of the auspicious beasts, he cast a glance at the hall, got up, and cut off most of the crossbeam. Only then did he leave with a sense of pity in his heart.
There were four Hidden Dragon Sect disciples guarding the third hall nervously. All of them had their heads lifted to look at the sky, and fear appeared on their faces. These four people naturally did not notice Su Ming's arrival. In fact, even when he stepped into the third hall, the four people outside did not know about it.
When Su Ming looked at the hall, even if he was mentally prepared, he was still momentarily stunned and sucked in a sharp breath.
The third hall was filled with an endless amount of medicinal herbs. These herbs were all surrounded by gentle circles of light, and they looked like they were still growing. At the same time, there were also a large amount of seals in the hall, and these seals were protecting these herbs.
Clearly, this was the place where Hidden Dragon Sect stored their herbs. In the past, they would either trade for these herbs, give them to these disciples, or reward them based on their contributions.
Yet now, this place belonged to Su Ming.
When Su Ming left the third hall, his footsteps became even faster. His body practically turned into a bolt of lightning as he charged towards the fourth hall in the distance. On the way there, he spread out his powerful divine sense and swept it through the area. In an instant, he moved forward, and all the things that caught his attention in his divine sense would be instantly snatched away by him.
An old man charged into the sky with a dark expression on his face. There were three people following behind him, and all three of them were children. Each of them held an ancient looking sword in their hands.
There was also a horsetail whisk before the old man. He held it in his hand, and the hairs on the horsetail whisk exuded waves of freezing air. If anyone took a closer look, they would find that those were not hairs, but wisps of ice that were as thin as hair!
Yet right at the instant the old man flew into the sky with the three children guarding the treasures behind him, a gust of freezing wind charged past them. The old man was momentarily stunned, and his expression immediately changed drastically. When he turned his head around, he saw the three confused children. The three swords in their hands had already disappeared without a trace.
"Who is it?! Who is it?! " The old man's face was filled with rage. As he roared, a faint voice suddenly reached his ears.
"This horsetail whisk is pretty good as well. I'll be taking it." That voice came incredibly suddenly. The old man shuddered, and when he turned his head around, his horsetail whisk had already disappeared. The connection between him and the wisp of divine sense on it had also been immediately cut off.
Within a cave abode in Hidden Dragon Sect was a middle-aged man with a dark expression on his face. The ripples of power belonging to the Immortals at the Soul Transformation Stage could be sensed from his body. He glared at the medicinal cauldron before him, and with some hesitation, he lifted his right hand and struck it. Immediately, the medicinal cauldron shattered, and three medicinal cores flew out from within. Once he put them away into his storage bag, he quickly left and went to the next chamber in the cave abode. When he walked past all the chambers and put away the storage bag, he cast a glance at the people fighting in the sky. He saw a large number of Hidden Dragon Sect cultivators dying, and saw the Evil Spirit Sect members scattering in all directions, killing and robbing others madly with a murderous aura that surged into the sky.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and charged towards a hidden path not too far away, but before he could go too far, a cold gust of wind blew towards him. The next moment, he felt pain in his head, and he lost consciousness before falling to the ground.
Su Ming revealed himself with an indifferent expression on his face. Once he took the man's storage bag, he saw a rather strange place with his divine sense. There were dozens of people guarding that place, and they were protecting an old man with a dark expression on his face. That old man was swiftly fleeing.
'The best things are usually not left untouched, but taken away when disaster strikes … 'A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes, and he took a step forward.
At that moment, as the Evil Spirit Sect members scattered, three people, with the thin man who had wanted to kill Su Ming during the Blood Sacrifice as their leader, stepped into the first hall to the left of the suspension bridge. The seven old men in the hall had already disappeared. When the thin Inner Sect disciple saw that there were no statues, no cushions, and nothing else in the empty hall, the thin Inner Sect disciple let out a cold harrumph. Once he walked out of the hall, the other two people followed behind him, and the three of them charged towards the second hall.
Yet on the way, the expressions of the three people gradually turned strange.
"Damn it, who was it that knocked out all the tiles on the ground before us and took them away?!" The thin man cursed with a dark expression on his face. The other two people beside him were momentarily stunned, and their expressions turned even stranger.
"He must have gone mad from being so poor … He didn't even let go of the tiles …" As the three of them charged forward, they soon arrived at the second hall, but once they entered, they saw that it was empty, and their expressions turned even more sour.
"Just who was it that was ahead of us? That guy … He … He didn't even let go of the eyes of the statues?!" The two people beside the thin Inner Sect disciple immediately started cursing.
"That's nothing. Look up there." The other person sighed and pointed upwards. When the other two lifted their heads and saw that most of the beams in the hall were missing, the two of them instantly fell silent.
"We'll chase after them and see who did it. No matter what, we have to snatch some of them back!" The thin Inner Sect disciple gritted his teeth and spat out hatefully. The three of them charged out of the second hall, and when they arrived before the third hall, they saw the four Hidden Dragon Sect members fighting against their fellow Evil Spirit Sect disciples, and the three of them immediately became filled with anticipation.
"If there's someone guarding this hall, then that damn greedy bastard didn't barge into this hall!"
With excitement, the three of them immediately rushed out. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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