Heavenly Treasury.
Yang Wu came to the floating ancient coffin. Behind him were seven golden monks. They surrounded Yang Wu. Once Yang Wu left here, they would join forces to kill Yang Wu.
The surroundings were a mess. More than a dozen corpses were lying in pools of blood. They couldn't be more dead.
These evil plunderers had all died here.
Yang Wu didn't feel pity at all. Although they weren't weak, each of them was stained with blood. They deserved to die.
Right now, he was thinking about how to get the Dragon Qi liquid. As Shi Chuan said, it should be a pool of Dragon Marrow Liquid. Half of the Dragon Bone was soaked in the liquid. Wisps of Dragon Qi emerged from the Dragon Bone. This kind of Dragon Marrow Liquid was comparable to the Sacred Liquid. It was of great benefit to Body Tempering. For Yang Zhenlong, it was even more rare.
The Qi here was connected to the ancient coffin. He didn't act rashly. He felt that the ancient coffin was strange. It wouldn't be too late to act after he figured it out.
"Let's defeat all seven golden monks first." Yang Wu looked back at the seven golden monks and said.
Yang Wu wasn't stupid enough to rush over and fight with these golden monks. Instead, he used the Ice Blade Wings to attack and defeat the golden monks one by one.
These golden monks were very powerful. Unfortunately, they didn't have consciousness and couldn't perceive the existence of the Ice Blade Wings. He could easily use them as rakes and crush the power between their eyebrows.
The seven semi-sage golden monks fell down one by one.
If the dead Shi Chuan and the plunderers saw this scene, they would be very unwilling.
They couldn't hurt the golden monks even if they tried their best. Yang Wu defeated them so easily. It was really infuriating.
At this time, White Hair Demoness returned with Yang Zhenlong and Bai Luoyun.
"Come here first. Let me figure out what's going on here." Yang Wu said to them.
Yang Zhenlong exclaimed excitedly, "Father, I sense the smell of a dragon."
"Well, there's Dragon Marrow Liquid here. It's enough for you to transform." Yang Wu said with a smile.
"That's great! Then Father, hurry up!" Yang Zhenlong replied happily.
Yang Wu nodded. He opened his Soul Eye again and looked at the ancient coffin.
Just as Yang Wu's gaze landed on the ancient coffin, the ancient coffin instantly emitted an intense golden light. The golden light transformed into a blade and pierced straight towards Yang Wu's soul eye.
Ah!
Yang Wu did not even have time to react before his Soul Eye was pierced by the golden light. His Fighting Soul automatically defended against the golden light with all its might.
"Get out of here." Yang Wu's Fighting Soul was still very strong. His Mental Energy turned into a fist and continuously attacked, finally stopping the golden light.
The ancient coffin's attack did not stop there. It actually dropped rapidly from mid-air and suppressed Yang Wu.
Yang Wu could no longer open his eyes. He could keenly sense that the ancient coffin was falling. Without hesitation, he gathered all the strength in his body and attacked the ancient coffin.
Bang Bang!
Yang Wu continuously attacked with the Martial God's Fist and Zhenwu Boxing Principle. It was like a Black Tortoise soaring into the sky and fiercely colliding with the ancient coffin.
The power of the Boxing Principle could fight against a Half-step Saint. However, it was still unable to resist the suppression of the ancient coffin. The Boxing Principle was crushed inch by inch. The ancient coffin continued to smash down furiously. It was as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him. It was impossible to stop.
"Lord (Father)!" White Hair Demoness, Bai Luoyun, and Yang Zhenlong cried out in alarm.
The ancient coffin was too strange. If it continued to smash down, Yang Wu would probably be smashed into a meat patty.
"Evil Puppet, come out." At this critical moment, Yang Wu summoned an Evil Puppet. It blocked the ancient coffin in advance. He got a little breathing space and rushed out from under the ancient coffin. The Evil Puppet could only resist for a moment before it was crushed by the ancient coffin.
Bang!
The ancient coffin fell to the ground. The Evil Puppet was crushed into a pile of debris. Yang Wu had barely escaped. He hadn't been killed. However, his spiritual power had been seriously injured. So, he couldn't open his soul eye for a short time.
The ancient coffin didn't stop there. It moved without wind and rushed towards Yang Wu.
Its speed was too fast. Even if it hadn't reached the power of the Saint Realm, it was still comparable to the peak of the Half-step Saint Realm. It was infinitely close to the power of the Saint Realm.
Yang Wu couldn't dodge it. He was hit on the back by the ancient coffin. His body was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.
Puff!
His blood splashed. His body fell heavily a thousand feet away. He was seriously injured and couldn't get up.
"You guys go out. I'll block it." White Hair Demoness said to Yang Zhenlong and Bai Luoyun. Then, she turned into a phantom and rushed towards the ancient coffin. She would block the ancient coffin for Yang Wu even if she had to die.
Without waiting for White Hair Demoness to block the ancient coffin, a beautiful figure had already quietly appeared. A cyan colored palm print furiously slammed towards the ancient coffin.
Bang!
The powerful ancient coffin was sent flying by the cyan palm.
This was the power of the saint power. It was so powerful that even the ancient coffin couldn't block it.
However, this ancient coffin was really strange. After it was sent flying, it didn't explode, nor was it damaged in the slightest.
Qing Feng frowned. She attacked again. She wanted to break the ancient coffin completely.
The cyan palm shot towards the ancient coffin. Golden light burst out from the ancient coffin, and a Sanskrit sound was heard.
Bang!
The Sanskrit sound was the same as the sound of the ape guarding outside the crack. However, there was a huge difference in power between the two. The Sanskrit sound from the ancient coffin was like the roar of the Buddha. It contained a kind of soul attacking power. No one could block it.
The Sanskrit sound and the cyan palm collided fiercely. The Sanskrit sound was still a bit weaker. The Sanskrit sound was shattered, and the Sanskrit palm was also weakened. It didn't pose too much of a threat to the ancient coffin.
The ancient coffin didn't retreat. Unknowingly, it had returned to the pool of dragon marrow liquid. A majestic dragon qi was released from the coffin. A terrifying dragon-shaped battle qi soared into the sky and entered the ancient coffin. A terrifying holy aura swept out in all directions. In addition, an unknown ancient scripture soared into the sky. Sanskrit chants resounded once again.
Roar!
Bang!
A real dragon roared, and the Sanskrit sound was heard. The real dragon became ten thousand zhang long, and its powerful body fiercely crashed into Qing Feng. There was also a "bang" sound aimed at Qing Feng's head.
Qing Feng frowned. She waved her hands and two cyan palms shot out. It was as if a cyan phoenix had appeared and pecked at the real dragon. There were also countless feathers that were like sharp blades cutting through the Sanskrit scriptures. The sky was connected, and the saint power was shocking. It seemed like the space was about to explode.
Boom! Boom!
No matter how strong the ancient coffin was, it wasn't as strong as Qing Feng. After all, it was borrowing the power of the ancient coffin.
An evil voice sounded from the ancient coffin, "You're disturbing my cultivation. You'll all die a horrible death."
The ancient coffin carried a terrifying momentum towards Qing Feng. It looked like the head of a dragon, and it was shining with golden light. Its power was boundless. Nobody dared to look at it directly.
"Break!" Qing Feng didn't waste time talking nonsense. She raised her spirit and used all of her strength to hit the coffin.
Who knew that the ancient coffin was only bluffing. It suddenly changed its direction and soared into the sky, dodging Qing Feng's attack. In the next moment, it appeared in front of the Space Gate and escaped from this space.
Qing Feng wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
Qing Feng hesitated and said, "You guys stay here. I'll go and see."
She turned into a phoenix and quickly chased after the ancient coffin.
White Hair Demoness, Bai Luoyun, and Yang Zhenlong quickly flew towards Yang Wu.
Yang Wu had already sat up, but his aura was weak. He hadn't completely recovered yet.
"Father, are you okay?" Yang Zhenlong asked worriedly.
Yang Wu's eyes were a little dazed as he shook his head. The Sanskrit's attack wasn't so easy to calm down.
He closed his eyes and started to use the Soul Control Sutra to heal his soul as quickly as possible.
Ever since he condensed his battle soul, this was the first time his soul had been injured. It could be seen how terrifying the Sanskrit's attack was.
The Soul Control Sutra was indeed a sutra that targeted the soul. When it was used, the Divine Court Dao Flower released strands of Spiritual Energy and wrapped around the battle soul, nourishing it bit by bit.
His body's injuries weren't big. The Regal Nine Mysteries Sutra automatically circulated and could slowly heal him.
White Hair Demoness, Bai Luoyun, and Yang Zhenlong didn't leave his side. They stayed by his side until he recovered.
After two hours, Yang Wu woke up from his meditation. He looked at his companions and smiled, "I'm fine. Let's go see the Dragon Marrow Liquid and the Dragon Marrow Grass."
"Are you really okay?" White Hair Demoness asked.
"Yes. Don't worry. I'm not that weak." Yang Wu nodded.
So, he stood up and walked toward the Dragon Marrow Liquid. The others followed closely behind.
The Dragon Marrow Liquid was formed by the condensation of the Spiritual Spring, Dragon Bones, and Dragon Qi. The level of the Dragon Bones determined the level of the Dragon Marrow Liquid.
The level of the Dragon Marrow Liquid in front of them wasn't low. It was at least at the level of a Sage-to-be or even a true Sage-to-be. Otherwise, the ancient coffin wouldn't have been able to lend out such a powerful Dragon Qi.
Yang Zhenlong was close to the Dragon Clan. When he saw the Dragon Marrow Liquid, he shouted excitedly, "Pure Dragon Marrow Liquid."
Yang Wu sized up this pool of Dragon Marrow Liquid. It could accommodate at least a dozen people at the same time. He said to his companions beside him, "Don't be in a hurry to soak your bodies in. Let me add some more ingredients and remove the Dragon Qi before you go in. Otherwise, it will be quite harmful to us."
"It's all up to you, my lord." Bai Luoyun said excitedly.
If they could soak their bodies in the Dragon Marrow Liquid, their bodies would undoubtedly be greatly improved. This would be a great opportunity.
White Hair Demoness didn't have any objections. She agreed with whatever Yang Wu did.
Yang Zhenlong said, "Father, I'm not afraid of the Dragon Qi."
Yang Wu said with a smile, "There's a lot of Dragon Marrow Liquid here. It's useful even for Small Saints. You're still in the King Realm and can't bear so much energy. I'll collect some for you. I'll let you soak half of it and leave the other half to us."
"Roar, Father is the best!" Yang Zhenlong shouted with satisfaction.
"Okay, I'll divide the Dragon Marrow Liquid first and mix some herbs to fully display the effects of the Dragon Marrow Liquid."
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