Although they were overjoyed, the situation in front of them was still extremely horrifying.
A Desolate race mighty figure, who was fifty to sixty feet tall, was sitting cross-legged in front of a stone coffin. His indigo-blue skin was speckled, as though it was burning.
Moments later, the air in the purple-bronze temple trembled slightly. Another Desolate race mighty figure, who had obtained the support of the blue divine medicine, walked out of the gigantic stone coffin and sat cross-legged on the ground.
This Desolate race mighty figure was even more terrifying. He was a Desolate race mighty figure with eight arms, and he was likely from another branch of the Desolate race that was different from the four-armed Desolate race mighty figure. He did not have a head, but he had short horn-like bumps. This eight-armed Desolate race mighty figure was also indigo-blue in color, but his skin was so dry that it had cracked, reaching deep into his bones. There was a huge hole in the middle of his head.
At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground. The hole on his head and the cracks on his body flashed with countless divine runes, as though he was in a lightning storm.
"Dong!"
Weisuo and company seemed to hear a sound around them. The four-armed Desolate race mighty figure did not seem to have anyone particularly close to him, so he did not choose them. He began treating them one by one, guiding the medicinal essence into a stone coffin beside the eight-armed Desolate race mighty figure. A Daoist dressed in iron clothes walked out of the stone coffin.
"There's actually a mighty figure that mingles with these Other Realm Skyfiends!" Zhangsun Xiaoru could not help but cry out in fear and anger.
The Daoist's face could not be seen. He was dressed in a black iron-colored robe, but he was clearly not a member of the Desolate race, but a mighty cultivator. Furthermore, this Daoist's aura was extremely powerful. When he walked out of the stone coffin, it was like an invisible hammer was striking the void.
This Daoist was definitely a mighty figure that had helped the Desolate race during the Spirit Wilderness war sixty to seventy thousand years ago.
This Daoist, whose face could not be seen and whose body seemed to be cast from iron, sat cross-legged on the ground. After that, another mighty figure of the Desolate race, who had a large hole in his chest, was treated and walked out of a stone coffin beside him.
Following that, another Desolate race mighty figure, who only had two arms but had a pair of gigantic wings, walked out of the stone coffin. It was unknown what kind of "breed" this Desolate race mighty figure was. After all, Linglong Tian had only told Weisuo that there were a few Desolate race branches. However, the mainstream ones were four-armed Desolate race mighty figures, who were born with extremely powerful blood and bodies. They could constantly evolve, growing arms and even heads.
However, what was certain was that this mighty figure of the Desolate race with a pair of gigantic wings was definitely not someone easy to deal with. This was because when this mighty figure of the Desolate race sat cross-legged on the ground, a black disc that resembled a black sun floated above his head. The disc emitted countless divine runes that resembled a waterfall, as though they had extended into the void. They were desperately drawing Yuan Qi into this mighty figure of the Desolate race.
...
"They are here!"
An almost transparent beam of light shot out from a mountain range, accurately flying towards Wei Suo and the others. Upon seeing this beam of light, Zhangsun Jing exclaimed. He finally heaved a sigh of relief, as though he had been released.
The Zhangsun family had finally brought the item that Weisuo wanted. At this moment, Zhangsun Jing and company felt thankful that they had arrived in time. If not, they would have been suffocated to death by the invisible pressure.
The scene of the terrifying mighty figures of the Desolate race walking out of the stone coffins was too impactful. Now, there were a total of sixteen terrifying mighty figures of the Desolate race sitting cross-legged in the purple-bronze-colored hall. If every mighty figure of the Desolate race were to appear, they would probably be able to destroy the cultivation world of one or two continents. Furthermore, there were even more mighty figures of the Desolate race walking out of the stone coffins.
"Thankfully, thankfully." At this moment, Weisuo wiped his cold sweat. However, he heaved a sigh of relief.
After seeing this scene, he had at least confirmed two of his inferences. Firstly, although the blue divine medicine in the Ancient Emperor's corpse was equivalent to saving these mighty figures of the Desolate race, it was unable to help them replenish their Yuan Qi and lifeblood, which had been completely depleted. Secondly, these mighty figures of the Desolate race had been severely injured in the war that happened sixty to seventy thousand years ago. They were on the brink of death. They were either sealed like the four-armed Desolate race mighty figure back in the Great Slaughter Heaven Cave Abode, or they were sealed in this place with the help of the other mighty figures of the Desolate race.
This place was equivalent to the gathering place where the Desolate race stored their severely injured soldiers. And in the past sixty to seventy thousand years, no other mighty figures of the Desolate race had come to save these severely injured Desolate race soldiers. This meant that even if the Desolate race won the war with the Ling race, it was definitely not an easy victory. Most of them had probably died.
Now, these Desolate race figures, who had been saved by the four-armed Desolate race mighty figure, needed to replenish their Yuan Qi and desperately heal their injuries. They might not be able to do anything even after half a month. This unknowingly gave him a large amount of time.
"Sect Master Huang, these are all the treasures and artifacts that I have collected to withstand the Heavenly Tribulations. The Linglong Tian and Senior Yuan Yin have already given me a detailed list. Also, this green recording talisman contains all the records I know about the Heavenly Tribulations. Time is of the essence, so I'll have to trouble you to help me take a careful inventory of all the treasures and artifacts that were sent to withstand the Heavenly Tribulations, as well as to when they should be used." Seeing that the Zhangsun family had finally delivered the items, Weisuo took out his ancient storage ring and pointed it in front of Huang Daojun and company. He took out the Tianyuan Divine Pills and the jade talisman that recorded the divine patterns sent by the Zhangsun family.
This time, the Zhangsun family had put in a lot of effort. Although Weisuo had never heard of the Tianyuan Divine Pills before, he had heard from Zhangsun Jing and Zhangsun Xiaoru that it was a top-grade immortal pill that could allow a cultivator at the first stage of the Divine Mystic realm to reach the second stage of the Divine Mystic realm. It was a treasure that had been passed down for thousands of years in the Zhangsun family. In addition, the Zhangsun family had helped Weisuo collect a total of six divine patterns of the Great Dao.
"There are so many treasures and artifacts that can withstand the Heavenly Tribulations?!" Upon receiving the ancient storage ring that Weisuo pointed at, Huang Daojun was shocked when he scanned it with his spiritual perception. In Weisuo's ancient storage ring, there were more than a hundred treasures and artifacts that could withstand the Heavenly Tribulations. How could this be considered a hasty tribulation? Even if a powerful person prepared for two or three hundred years, he might not be able to collect so many treasures and artifacts that could withstand the Heavenly Tribulations as Weisuo. The most important thing was that at least half of them were things that Huang Daojun did not know about without looking at the records in the jade talisman. In other words, even if there was a powerful person who had such great Divine Sense as Weisuo and had so many sects to help him collect them, he might only be able to collect half of them. The other half would be covered in dust because no one knew what they were used for.
Because the people of the Zhangsun family had set up an inhibition to isolate the aura, every move of the powerful person of the Four-armed Desolate Tribe could be clearly seen by Weisuo and the others. Therefore, without any hesitation, Weisuo directly sent a stream of water spiritual pneuma toward the Tianyuan Spirit Pill of the Zhangsun family, trying to flush out a trace of medicinal efficacy.
The Tianyuan Spirit Pill of the Zhangsun family was also very strange. It was the size of a fist and orange all over, like a round gem. However, the brilliance inside naturally condensed into two faint glowing characters at the core of the pill — Tianyuan. Weisuo tried to extract a trace of medicinal efficacy and tried to refine it. Immediately, he felt a stream of extremely pure pneuma flowing into his Real Essence like a long river.
"It really is a top immortal standard panacea!"
Wei Suoma took a deep breath. He knew that his chances of success had increased by a few notches. This strand of medicinal power was equivalent to who knew how many ordinary level four or five water-type Demonic Cores. Moreover, with his current cultivation and the endurance of his physical body, he could almost instantly refine it. He was certain that he would be able to successfully break through to the peak of the fourth layer of the Divine Profound Realm in less than four hours by relying on this Spirit Core. Moreover, he had to control it carefully, because he did not need to refine the entire panacea to reach the peak of the fourth tier of the Divine Profound Realm. If he refined too much and directly triggered the Heavenly Tribulation, then he would be really miserable. At that time, he would not even have time to cry.
"Sect Master Huang, Wei Shenjun …" After more than an hour, another stream of flowing light that deliberately suppressed their aura flew down and arrived at the place where Huang Daojun and Weisuo were. It was the Sect Master of the Jade Heaven Sect, the Sect Master of the Sage King Sect, and the Cloud Shadow Divine Lord had all arrived. Seeing that Weisuo was refining the panacea, these people did not say much. They all secretly communicated with each other through telepathy. Moreover, when they saw the scene in the magic mirror, they were so shocked that they almost stopped breathing.
"Boom!"
In less than an hour, the void not far behind them shook slightly again, and a ball of misty green brilliance shone down.
Weisuo, Huang Daojun, and the others were all shocked because this ball of misty green brilliance had a very terrifying aura. It was like an incomparably huge divine mountain coming out of the void, and it was even more powerful than Black Bodhi Tianmu's aura.
"Great Ancestor."
As soon as they saw the ball of green light, Zhangsun Jing, Zhangsun Xiaoru, and all the people of the Zhangsun family immediately bowed.
At this moment, Weisuo and the others realized that this was the Zhangsun family's most profound foundation that Zhangsun Jing had mentioned before. The Great Ancestor of the Zhangsun family, who did not hesitate to use a secret method to increase his cultivation and sacrificed his physical body, had also arrived.
In the middle of the green brilliance, an old man descended.
This old man's entire body was like a piece of sparkling green jade, and within it, streaks of brilliance surged like tides.
This was not a human body, but a condensation of the power of the Divine Soul and some kind of powerful force.
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