Baxia was considered a dragon-type sacred beast. Its bloodline power was far superior to that of ordinary demonic beasts. Its combat strength was definitely not weak.
Mo Tiankong frowned as he thought to himself.
Mo Tiankong was thinking that this sacred beast was rather rare. He was especially interested in the Ten-Thousand-Year Black Iron Stele on its back.
After all, it was something that could be used as a divine artifact. It would be strange if Mo Tiankong was not tempted.
He looked around. Which one of the Wu Sheng onlookers did not want it?
Although it was definitely not enough to create a divine artifact with just one material, and there was no guarantee of success, one could imagine how terrifying the hardness of a heaven-grade weapon would be if it was made of Ten-Thousand-Year Black Iron.
Although it was a waste, at Wu Sheng's level of cultivation, these people would do anything to improve their own strength.
Cultivation was definitely not something that could be improved overnight. In that case, external factors were more important.
Didn't you see that even Mo Tiankong, who had tricked a divine weapon from the Black Sky Sect, was quite tempted?
Of course, Mo Tiankong was a little greedier. He even wanted to subdue Baxia and bring it away, even though he already had many demonic pets at home.
Auspicious, Little Black, and these two sacred beasts. If Baxia was included, there would be three of them. None of them were small.
Only Auspicious's size was still within Mo Tiankong's acceptable range.
However, Little Black and the other demonic beasts could also transform, so there was nothing mysterious about it.
The key was the shop's backyard. Could it be that it would need to be expanded again? Little Black was still reluctantly living in the hot spring. If Baxia was subdued, it would probably need to be expanded.
After all, two dragons could not live in one pool. Baxia was also a dragon species.
One of the reasons why Mo Tiankong wanted to subdue it was because it was a species that he was familiar with in the myths that he had heard since he was young.
In addition, although Baxia's cultivation was not weak, it was only at the middle stage of Wu Sheng's realm. There were so many Wu Sheng realm human experts present.
Especially when everyone was eyeing the monument made of Ten Thousand Years Black Iron. Mo Tiankong felt that even if he were to face off against the thirty-something Wu Sheng, it would be a little difficult even with the divine artifact in his hands.
There were also peak-stage Wu Sheng powerhouses and quite a number of high-ranked Wu Sheng powerhouses. As for the remaining middle and low-ranked ones, how many Wu Sheng powerhouses were there in the mainland? At this moment, almost half of them were here.
It was easy to imagine the fate of this sacred beast. Therefore, Mo Tiankong wanted to subdue Ba Xia, which was also a way to save him.
This was especially true for Saint Beast level demonic beasts. Every part of their bodies was a treasure. These Wu Sheng experts were no longer little kids. It was normal for them to kill these demonic beasts for their treasures.
As for whether these people could be subdued and taken away, Mo Tiankong had no idea.
Even with the divine artifact, Mo Tiankong could only deal with a few peak-stage Wu Sheng powerhouses at most. If these people attacked together, Mo Tiankong would have no choice but to run.
If he could not defeat them, running away was not a problem. It was just like how a high-ranked Saint Realm expert could escape from Mo Tiankong's hands with no problem.
If Mo Tiankong used the divine artifact, his combat strength would naturally be strong. However, in other aspects, there was still a gap between him and a high-ranked Wu Sheng. Unless those Wu Sheng fought to the death with him.
Otherwise, Mo Tiankong would not be able to catch up to them. There was still a gap between them in terms of domains and other aspects.
Of course, with Mo Tiankong's current speed of leveling up, cough cough, the speed of improving cultivation, it would not take too long for him to surpass these people.
It was unknown whether Mo Tiankong's cultivation would be able to reach the peak of Wu Sheng. With the divine artifact in hand, would he be able to kill a powerhouse who had just entered the Martial God Realm?
This was still a little difficult. Although he did not know how big the gap of this one step was, from the comparison between a Wu Sheng Realm expert and a Martial Emperor Realm expert, it was still a little scary.
After reaching the Wu Sheng Realm, the number of Martial Emperors in the Martial Emperor Realm would be meaningless to a Saint Realm expert.
They would probably be beaten up before they could even touch the corner of their clothes.
While Mo Tiankong was thinking, the Wu Sheng powerhouses present at the scene spoke.
"Everyone, this Ten Thousand Years Dark Iron is good stuff."
The one who spoke was the Saber Saint, whom Mo Tiankong had met once before. His cultivation was considered high among the people present. He was a grade-eight Wu Sheng, a proper high-ranked Wu Sheng powerhouse.
Even in the Tianxuan Continent, the Saber Saint was definitely a group of people at the top of the pyramid.
When the Saber Saint reconstructed his Divine Body, he chose a young appearance and a unique cold temperament. As soon as he finished speaking, the few low-ranked Wu Sheng powerhouses at the side felt some pressure.
Although he did not continue to say what he meant, everyone knew what he meant.
The Saber Saint naturally liked the Ten Thousand Years Dark Iron. If it could be used to reforge his Natal Saber Weapon, its power would definitely be enhanced to a higher level.
Therefore, the Saber Saint was the first to speak.
In fact, it was impossible to say that no one present had no thoughts. After all, this was a divine artifact material, but no one had the ability to monopolize it.
Even the powerhouse at the peak of Wu Sheng, who was in the air, was the same.
Once he was besieged by everyone, it was hard to say whether he would die or not, although no one present had a higher cultivation than him.
However, besieging was not a one-on-one fight. A high-ranked Wu Sheng could cause a lot of trouble to a peak Wu Sheng. It was easy to defeat him, but difficult to kill him.
Even if he wanted to escape from the besiegement, it would be difficult to do so. After all, there were dozens of Saint Realm powerhouses present.
As for Mo Tiankong and Mo Tiankong, they were not confident of escaping. Boss Mo had a divine artifact in his hands. When his attack power was particularly outstanding, it would be difficult to stop him even if they besieged him.
If a low-ranked Wu Sheng was not careful, he would be easily killed by Mo Tiankong. However, if it was that person, he would be severely affected if he was blocked for one or two moves, which would be enough for the remaining Wu Sheng powerhouses to surround him.
"The Saber Saint's intention is exactly what I wanted to say. However, there is only so much Dark Iron. How should we distribute it?"
Thousand Shadows Wu Sheng said.
This Thousand Shadows Wu Sheng had created a martial art technique called the Thousand Shadows Technique. When it was used, it could split into thousands of shadows. Even Spiritual Energy could not distinguish them. Moreover, each shadow retained the aura of the Holy Scriptures. It was difficult for an ordinary Wu Sheng to find the original body.
It was hard to say whether the Thousand Shadows Wu Sheng in front of them was the original body.
It could be called a first-class martial art technique for escaping and scaring people.
Of course, a Saint Realm powerhouse could also create thousands or even tens of thousands of shadows in the realm. However, the more shadows there were, the weaker their aura would be.
It could not be as magical as the Thousand Shadows Technique.
Therefore, even if the Thousand Shadows Wu Sheng was only a sixth-ranked Wu Sheng, which could be considered a middle-ranked Wu Sheng, no one refuted it.
Of course, it was also because this was a very realistic problem. The metal tablet was not big, only about five meters tall. It was enough to record the life of the array god.
The width was only two meters, and the thickness was less than fifty centimeters.
It was not easy to find the materials to make a divine tool. This tablet was very expensive. Of course, it must be quite heavy. After all, it was made of Ten Thousand Years Black Iron.
Did Baxia memorize all kinds of tablets? It was obviously not.
Just this tablet alone was probably worth a lot. Mo Tiankong felt that it was not cheap.
It was enough to make a few divine tools. Yes, don't forget, this was only one of the materials to make a divine tool.
The Ten Thousand Years Black Iron was just enough to be used as a material to make a divine tool.
Although the Black Iron Tablet was very big, there would not be many materials that could be refined in the end. This was just a rough material.
It could be seen from the Black Metal Tablet that the materials were simply molded into a shape before being used.
Of course, it was just a medium to record some words. There was no need to pay much attention to it. Moreover, using a divine tool as an auxiliary material to make a document was also very expensive.
If it was Mo Tiankong, this kind of rich material might be wasted. After all, Old Mo also liked this kind of material.
Everyone's conversation also pulled Mo Tiankong back to reality.
The group did not care about the sacred beast under the Black Iron Tablet at all. They directly started to discuss the distribution of the Ten Thousand Years Black Iron.
"Everyone, there is a sacred beast under here. Although it is still in a deep sleep."
Huang Ran said.
When everyone came, they had already used their mental power to scan the area. There was also a demonic beast under here. It was not like Mo Tiankong was so careless with his aura.
Seeing that the sacred beast was still in a deep sleep, everyone withdrew their aura. They did not want to alarm it.
This was common knowledge. After all, they were still in the Array God's palace.
At this moment, Huang Ran spoke to let everyone face this problem. The aura of this sacred beast was at the level of Middle Stage Wu Sheng.
However, to be able to catch the eye of the Array God, it was not as simple as a sacred beast.
Seeing that everyone had started to divide the loot, Huang Ran reminded them.
"This demonic beast is only at the Middle Stage Wu Sheng. If it wakes up after removing the tablet, we can just kill it."
Saber Saint said disapprovingly.
With Saber Saint's strength, he could naturally see the cultivation of this sacred beast. As for the Lower Stage Wu Sheng experts, they could vaguely sense that this demonic beast's cultivation was at the Sage Realm.
However, they did not care too much. After all, there were so many Wu Sheng experts here. A Wu Sheng Realm demonic beast could not overturn the sky.
Saber Saint's words were the norm in the Profound Sky Continent. The weak were prey to the strong.
Soaring Dragon Wu Sheng frowned as he looked at Saber Saint and the others.
"Everyone, if it was an ordinary Black Iron Tablet, it would be fine. However, this is the record of the Array God. I think it is better to preserve it."
After a while, Soaring Dragon Wu Sheng slowly spoke.
Wu Sheng experts could not refine Divine Artifacts. In Soaring Dragon Wu Sheng's heart, he felt that it was better to let the younger generation observe it. After all, it was a historical relic.
"I think Soaring Dragon's words are reasonable. Place it in the Central Xuan Region for all martial artists to observe."
Even the Peak Stage Wu Sheng expert in the sky spoke.
"Senior Ancient Sage's words are reasonable. Even if we give this Black Iron to everyone here, it will not be much. It is better to leave these relics behind."
"I also agree."
“。。。。”
As soon as the Ancient Sage finished speaking, many Wu Sheng chimed in one after another.
This time, including Saber Saint, some Wu Sheng who wanted the Black Iron could only give up.
As for Mo Tiankong, he also felt that it was a pity that he could not take the Black Iron away.
Most Wu Sheng wanted to keep it. Mo Tiankong did not need to jump out at this time. Didn't he see that Saber Saint did not say anything?
"Then, if everyone trusts this old man, let this old man keep it. How about we settle it after we return to the Central Xuan Region?"
Ancient Sage spoke again.
"Of course we trust Senior Ancient Sage."
"Senior can keep it."
Everyone agreed.
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