Ye Futian's gaze seemed to pierce through the thick fog. When he saw the scene behind the fog, a strange expression came over his face. "Watch out," he yelled.
As soon as he spoke, thousands of arrows whizzed over, covering the sky. The rain of arrows drowned out the sky and shot towards them.
In an instant, one figure after another rose into the air.
Beside Qian Yang, Zhao Han, Shi Tong, and the others stepped out. Sword will split the air and the axes cut through everything, blocking the arrows.
"Let's go," Qian Yang said. He sprinted forward. The strong cultivators all sped up at the same time, moving as fast as lightning.
Before Ye Futian, the Black Wind Eagle flapped its wings, turning into a terrible hurricane that swept away the arrows. At the same time, it carried Ye Futian's group towards the city gate.
They passed through the fog and stepped into the ruins. What greeted their eyes was a majestic armored army. This army seemed to be endless, and they couldn't see the end of it at a glance.
"To the Soldier's Mound," a voice said. It was the sharp-looking young man beside the Virgin. Ye Futian's eyes flashed. He ordered the Black Wind Eagle to follow behind the Virgin and the others. It might not be their first time entering the relic.
What kind of place was the Soldier's Mound?
That endless and mighty army did not seem like real people at all, but it was as if they were alive as they directly launched an attack on them.
"Boom!" A terrible aura covered the sky. The army below actually cast spells and charged at the people in the sky.
Virgin Loulan Xue looked down. Her silver eyes emitted a terrifying light. In an instant, countless arrows froze in the air.
On Ye Futian's side, the Black Wind Eagle kept spitting out wind blades but the army's arrows were endless. Yun Qianmo walked down. Her sword flashed and turned into a rain of swords, covering the entire area and protecting the Black Wind Eagle.
"An ancient city." Ye Futian looked up. The Loulan Relic was actually a mysterious ancient city.
Even more frightening was that the entire city seemed to have been set up with an extremely powerful matrix. It was as if it was real.
As they walked forward, Ye Futian realized that there were countless figures in the city. There were strong cultivators everywhere.
"This is a matrix," Ye Futian said. Moreover, it was an extremely powerful matrix that enveloped the entire city. When they walked inside, they entered into the matrix.
Ye Futian looked at the crowd below. The soldiers in silver armor all emanated low-level Dharma Plane auras. However, among the silver-armored soldiers, he could faintly see some generals in golden armor. Their auras were mid-level Dharma Plane.
This formation divided the troops in the ancient city into realms and ranks.
Loulan Xue led the way, and the rest followed behind. The group moved extremely quickly. Below them, there would occasionally be armies charging towards them. However, apart from Ye Futian's group who were of slightly lower plane, the rest of the people who entered the relic were all top-level Dharma Plane cultivators. Naturally, the people below could not stop them from advancing.
However, Ye Futian guessed that there must be even more powerful beings in the relic.
After a while, they came to a place where there were many golden-armored generals guarding the place. There were even existences dressed in purple-gold armor. Their aura was that of a high-level Dharma Plane.
"Kill."
Beside Loulan Xue, the sharp-looking man led his men forward. Behind him, his Dharma appeared and a terrible storm descended. Within the storm, countless spears shot out, destroying and killing the armored generals.
The rest of the people attacked one after another. In an instant, the entire space went berserk. Soon, all the people guarding the place were killed.
A pagoda appeared before them. The pagoda was solemn and solemn. A mysterious aura emanated from it. Many ritual implements floated around the pagoda.
"The Armory." Ye Futian's eyes flashed. This pagoda was the Armory?
"As long as you can take away the ritual implements here, they are yours," Loulan Xue said. The space around them was huge and many ritual implements were glowing. Everyone's gazes turned towards the ritual implements, ready to choose. "Ye Futian, you're right.
It was rumored that the ritual implements of the Loulan Relic were extremely difficult to take away. They were right in front of you but you couldn't take them away.
The ritual implements contained noble intent. To take them away, one's intent had to be strong enough.
Zhao Han stepped forward and walked directly towards a sword. The sword glowed with golden light and gave off an extremely sharp feeling. It could reflect one's face in the sword.
"Mine." Zhao Han stepped forward. His body contained an extremely terrifying sword intent. He walked up to the sword and grabbed it with his hand.
But at this moment, a shocking sword intent erupted from the sword. This sword intent seemed to be able to slash through everything. In just an instant, Zhao Han groaned in pain and retreated explosively. After that, he coughed out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.
Everyone stared at him. The ritual implements of the Loulan Relic were not that easy to obtain. If they could be taken away so easily, there would have been no ritual implements left in the relic.
"What's going on?" Qian Yang asked Zhao Han. Although he had already gotten some information, it was his first time stepping into the Loulan Relic.
"The sword seems to have a life of its own. It's attacking me," Zhao Han said, his face pale.
Behind him, Ye Futian stared at the ritual implements before him. Using Freedom Meditation, he could see that each ritual implement contained extremely terrifying intent power. It was as if it was sealed inside the ritual implements. This intent was probably noble intent.
Another figure stepped out. It was a cultivator from the Cloud Sky Mountain Clan. When he stepped out, his entire body was bathed in terrifying lightning. When he reached out, his palm contained extremely terrifying lightning power.
His hand grabbed a thunder hammer. The hammer was filled with purple light and was extremely domineering.
A terrifying lightning power exploded and swept through the air. The Cloud Sky Mountain Clan cultivator's palm contained terrifying lightning power. His palm pressed down forcefully.
However, at that very moment, a terrifying lightning force rushed through the arm of the Cloud Sky Mountain Sect cultivator. Then, it crazily penetrated his body. An incomparably terrifying willpower clashed with his willpower, causing it to collapse. Then, that person groaned. He, who cultivated in lightning, was actually struck by lightning. His entire body was charred black, and he fell from the sky in an extremely miserable manner.
Another few people continued forward. None of them succeeded. All of them had failed.
The relic had existed for many years. As long as the ritual implements were still here, it meant that their predecessors had not done it before. It was impossible to take them away so easily.
Loulan Xue watched all this calmly. During this trip to the Ancient Loulan Relic, the noble intent ritual implements sealed here still couldn't find their heirs?
"Ye Futian, aren't you going to try?" Qian Yang asked Ye Futian and the others.
"After you, young alliance leader." Qian Yang stepped out. Fate exploded from his body and shot up dozens of meters. The noble fate was dazzling and immediately attracted many gazes.
"Young Master Qian will definitely take the ritual implement," Zhao Han said.
"I'll try for you," Qian Yang said.
Then, he walked towards the golden sword that Zhao Han had wanted to take. The noble fate turned into a dragon and circled around him. The dragon's sharp claws grabbed at the sword.
A shocking sword intent exploded from the sword. It ignored the fate power and rushed into Qian Yang's mind. Qian Yang's fate returned. His intent was extremely terrifying. He closed his eyes and fought against the sword intent.
The two of them seemed to be engaged in an invisible battle. On Qian Yang's body, a terrifying sword will flowed on the surface of his body, producing a sharp whistling sound. His will seemed to be engaged in a fierce battle with the sword will.
Zhao Han and the others all stared at Qian Yang. After a while, sweat beaded on Qian Yang's forehead and dripped down his cheeks.
Vroom. A wave of sword intent whizzed past. Qian Yang's body retreated continuously. The sword intent dissipated and returned to the sword. A voice said, "Still lacking."
Hearing this voice, everyone's eyes flashed. They all looked towards the sword. Could a sword make a sound?
Then who was talking?
Right now, Qian Yang's forehead was covered in sweat and his face was pale. He had actually failed.
"The noble intent of the sword is not extinguished. The ritual implement of the Burial of Armaments chooses its heir." Qian Yang's eyes were serious. The ritual implements here contained life. The noble intent was not extinguished. They were sealed in the relic and existed alongside the ritual implement when they were alive.
That sword had Noble Will accompanying it. It had existed for eternity and would never be destroyed.
If one wanted to obtain the ritual implement, they had to be acknowledged.
Ye Futian watched quietly. He could also see that it was just as Qian Yang had said. The ritual implements of the Burial of Armaments were actually choosing their heir.
"I'll go try," said Ye Futian. Said Ye Futian. He stepped forward and his eyes landed on a Flame Scepter. He took a step forward and a scorching flame appeared in his palm. He grabbed the Flame Scepter.
"First-level Dharma Plane?" Everyone's eyes flashed and they looked at Ye Futian in surprise. This was the guy who had walked to the Virgin's side and stood side by side with her. How could his plane be so low?
The moment Ye Futian grabbed the Flame Scepter, an extremely violent flame intent rushed into his mind. The terrifying power seemed to want to burn him to ashes.
Ye Futian let go of the Flame Scepter and stepped back. He stared at the Flame Scepter in front of him.
"Is the Virgin Loulan here?" Suddenly, a voice rang out. Loulan Xue stepped forward and said, "Yes."
At that moment, an illusory figure formed by will appeared beside the flaming scepter. This illusory figure was engulfed in flames. Seeing its appearance, everyone's gaze froze.
"Why is this getting more and more ridiculous? Even a First-level Dharma Plane cultivator is allowed to enter the relic to obtain ritual implements," the flame shadow said to the Virgin Loulan Xue. It seemed to be very dissatisfied.
Loulan Xue glanced at Ye Futian. She also did not know that Ye Futian's plane was so low.
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