Ye Futian continued playing. He could feel the remnant intent in the guqin and wanted to awaken it.
Yu Sheng glanced coldly at the disappearing flame figure. Then he stepped out and walked towards a ritual implement.
It was a giant axe. The golden axe was filled with sharpness and a strong sense of heaviness, as if it could chop through everything.
Before, Shi Tong from the Qianmeng area had wanted this axe but had failed.
Yu Sheng reached out and grasped the handle of the axe. In an instant, a terrifyingly sharp will rushed into his mind. He seemed to see the gleam of the axe slashing at his will.
Yu Sheng roared and released his intent wildly. However, he heard a voice in his mind. "You're too weak."
His cultivation was the same as Ye Futian's, only in the First-level Dharma Plane. He was far from Shi Tong's level.
In his mind, the intent seemed to transform into a frightening demon, filled with an extremely wild aura. The demon-like figure stared at the axe intent. Yu Sheng said coldly, "Will you follow me or not?"
The people around him were stunned and looked at Yu Sheng in surprise.
This guy … Was there something wrong with his brain?
When a ritual implement chose a master, it had to go through a test of intent. But he'd asked directly if it would follow him or not?
Who did he think he was?
Yu Sheng didn't care so much. His intent was naturally far from the axe's. This was the intent of a noble. How could he compare? But so what if it was a noble? If it didn't follow him, he'd choose another ritual implement.
What the flame scepter's intent had said to Ye Futian had angered him.
Ye Futian's ritual implement had actually been rejected.
Now, the ritual implement's intent was doing the same. Since that was the case, he'd ask directly if it would follow him or not. If it didn't, he'd trade. He didn't want it to admit it.
He was the one who chose the ritual implement. It wasn't the ritual implement's turn to choose him.
The axe's intent felt the illusory intent in Yu Sheng's mind. Then the light on the axe gradually faded and it lay quietly in Yu Sheng's hand.
Yu Sheng pulled his hand back and walked back with the axe.
Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this scene. How could this be possible?
Shi Tong's expression did not look good. The giant axe was something he wanted, but it had been rejected by the will of the giant axe. Now, with just a few words from Yu Sheng, the will of the giant axe did not resist. This made him feel humiliated.
Seeing this, Zhao Han's expression was equally ugly. He stepped forward and once again walked towards the golden sword. He clenched his fist and a strong will burst out. Zhao Han roared in an overbearing manner, "Are you coming with me?"
The surrounding people were stunned and looked at Zhao Han.
The sword seemed to be stunned for a moment, and the light from the will stopped. In the next moment, an even more terrifying will burst forth, and a cold voice rang out, "Are you courting death?"
As the sound of his voice faded, Zhao Han shrieked in pain as he retreated explosively. Evidently, he was heavily injured by the will of the swords.
Yu Sheng glanced at Zhao Han coldly. The others also had strange expressions. Lin Yueyao couldn't help but burst into laughter. Even the Black Wind Eagle let out a strange laugh and flapped its wings. Did this idiot think he was Yu Sheng?
Zhao Han gradually recovered. His expression was extremely ugly. How did Yu Sheng do it? Could it be that his aura was stronger? However, his plane was clearly higher than Yu Sheng's and his will was definitely stronger.
Beside Zhao Han, Qian Yang didn't laugh. That day, he'd invited Ye Futian's group into the relic because he'd seen their determination. Now, the three of them had indeed been recognized by ritual implements and received noble ritual implements. However, as the young chief of the Qianmeng area, he hadn't been recognized by any ritual implement.
Ye Futian, who was familiarizing himself with the guqin, also stared at Yu Sheng, dumbfounded. Ah, he'd lost to Yu Sheng.
In the guqin, the will seemed to be awakened but it was silent. Ye Futian didn't say anything either.
Lin Yueyao and Yun Qianmo had both tried but hadn't been recognized.
Ye Futian wondered what would happen if he took other ritual implements. Would the ritual implements reject him?
However, he didn't try this. Otherwise, if he succeeded, he'd probably be surrounded by everyone. These people didn't have ritual implements. If he could take two, did that mean he could take more? He was afraid that everyone would be staring at him and asking for his Dharma Artifacts.
"Let's go," Ye Futian said and stepped onto the Black Wind Eagle. Immediately, the group left on it.
Many people looked at them. Qian Yang said, "Follow."
As soon as he spoke, the five strong cultivators from the Qianmeng area followed closely behind Ye Futian's group.
Reality proved that Qian Yang was right to invite Ye Futian's group into the relic. Next, he wanted to see what Ye Futian could gain.
"Let's go." The person from the Yan Clan who'd received the Flame Scepter also followed. He was the leader of Yan City, the pride of the Yan Clan, Xiao Mu. He was extremely talented with flames. The people of Yan City all listened to his orders, just like Qian Yang's status in the Qianmeng area.
The others also tried to communicate with the ritual implements but realized that they weren't recognized. After failing, they also rose into the air and chased after the others.
Only the Virgin Loulan Xue and the others were still here. A strange look flashed past Loulan Xue's silver eyes. This didn't happen last time. This time, everyone actually chose to follow Ye Futian. It was probably because they'd seen three low-level people obtain ritual implements. Many people had some ideas.
The people from the Barren City were also outstanding. All four of them had received ritual implements but no one followed them. It could be seen that the four were very terrifying. They traveled alone and didn't interact with others.
Loulan Xue's figure flashed and she also followed. This was the most people in history who had received ritual implements. Who knew if it would cause some changes in the relic?
On the Black Wind Eagle, Ye Futian's group naturally saw the people following behind them. However, they didn't care. He was still familiarizing himself with the ritual implement, the guqin. If he wasn't even familiar with the ritual implement, how could he release its power?
Just then, Ye Wuchen raised his head and said, "This is the imperial palace of Gu Loulan."
Ye Futian's eyes flashed. He looked at Ye Wuchen and asked, "Another imperial palace?"
He glanced at Ye Wuchen's sword. This sword might contain intent, just like the flame intent. It might know something about the ancient times. "Ancient Loulan is called an ancient country because it was once destroyed. The imperial palace was occupied and all the cultivators in the palace were slaughtered. It could be said to be devastating.
"The reason why Ancient Loulan is called an ancient country is because it was once destroyed. The palace was occupied, and all the cultivators in the palace were slaughtered. It was devastating, and Ancient Loulan fell apart. Later, a peerless woman with half a scroll appeared out of nowhere and revived Loulan. She was called the Empress by the people of Loulan. From then on, the country was called Ancient Loulan, and Ancient Loulan only chose the Virgin. There were no princes or princesses, so the Virgin would inherit the position of Empress," Ye Wuchen said.
"Then why is the imperial palace in the Ancient Barren World? What's down there?" Ye Futian looked down. There were armored soldiers everywhere. "Ancient Loulan has two scrolls.
"The ancient Loulan Kingdom had two treasured books. The emperor of the Loulan Kingdom used one of the books to kill the invaders and perish together with the enemy. Seeing that his family was destroyed, he used the power of the book to seal the palace in a matrix so that the will within the matrix would never be destroyed. At the same time, he hid all the treasures of the Loulan Royal Family inside the palace and built a Tomb of Soldiers so that the cultivators in the tomb could choose descendants to inherit their will. The matrix sealed in the book was sent into the Ancient Barren World and actually deceived the rules of the Ancient Barren World, allowing the descendants of the Loulan Kingdom to come and train."
"So the Empress who revived Ancient Loulan obtained half a scroll here." Ye Futian thought of the scroll that Loulan Xue had mentioned and couldn't help but be curious.
Moreover, all the treasures of the imperial palace were sealed in the relic. No wonder the people of Loulan came wave after wave and the Loulan royal family had a firm control of the relic.
"Ask me who used my guqin in the past," Ye Futian said to Ye Wuchen. Why did the flame intent care so much?
Ye Wuchen looked at Ye Futian and said, "The prince of Ancient Loulan."
Ye Futian's eyes flashed. His will entered the guqin and he asked, "You're the prince?"
"Yes," a voice that seemed to come from extremely far away responded to Ye Futian's words.
"Will you disappear after we leave the relic?" Ye Futian asked.
The other was silent for a moment and then said, "Yes. After I disappear, you can only activate the intent in the guqin yourself."
"What a pity," Ye Futian sighed.
"I'll do my best to help you in the relic," the prince said. He thought that Ye Futian's pity was because he couldn't borrow his strength.
"Your guqin will be more famous than you," Ye Futian said. He was sad that the prince wouldn't be able to see the future.
"Since you're the prince, you should be familiar with this place. Take me to find treasures," Ye Futian said. The Black Wind Eagle continued forward.
Up ahead, there was an earth-shaking sound from below. Ye Futian looked down and saw what seemed to be a battle platform. Many armored soldiers stood in front of the upright war drums. They wore flaming armor and a scorching aura emanated from them, enveloping the ancient platform.
In the center of the drums was a long table. On it was a terrifying flame furnace. Above the furnace, a beautiful Book of Flames floated.
"Boom." There was an earth-shaking sound. The Black Wind Eagle screeched and fell unsteadily from the sky. Ye Futian and the others felt their minds tremble. The sound of the drums was terrifying.
They landed in front of the battle platform and stared ahead. The treasures were just left there? They didn't hide anything at all. Was this how the emperor of Ancient Loulan hid his treasures?
"Let's go." Ye Futian and the others stepped forward with their guqin in hand. They were ready to rush over and take the Book of Flames.
"Get lost. Do you think you're worthy?" A cold voice came from the void. The people behind saw the situation below and quickly descended. In the void, the flame scepter in Xiao Mu's hand even exploded with a domineering roar.
Then, the shadow of the flame intent appeared again. It stared at the treasure book in front of it. The treasure that it couldn't even get when it was alive was now just sitting there.
"Go get it. It's very useful for your cultivation. I'll help you," the flame figure said to Xiao Mu.
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