The Three Sacred Treasures

Everyone's eyes suddenly revealed a hot glow.

Almost in an instant, countless experts swarmed and scrambled towards the stone gate.

"Get lost!"

"Make way, don't block the path."

Fights had already broken out before even entering the gate.

The Tomb of the Martial Saint.

In the face of such an opportunity, it was enough to drive people crazy.

"Elder, should we wait or what?" Fifth Elder Changsheng asked.

"No problem!" Fifth Formation said: "The most critical part of this Yin-Yang Great Formation is actually the Earth Gate, because the Earth Gate cannot open the Heaven Gate, so most of the restrictions and mechanisms are laid within the Earth Gate. On the contrary, there won't be too much danger inside the Heaven Gate."

"What I can't figure out is how a junior who just reached the Martial Spirit realm was able to break into the Earth Gate and open the Heaven Gate."

Fifth Formation couldn't help but feel emotional.

"Although I really don't understand, the facts are right in front of us. Since there is not much danger in the Heaven Gate, let's hurry up and go in!" Fifth Elder Changsheng said.

Hearing this, Fifth Formation nodded and led Fifth Elder Changsheng to sweep into the interior of the Heaven Gate.

Seeing this, Peng Xian'er, Yun Xianque and others were unwilling to fall behind and rushed inside.

Inside the Heaven Gate.

The first thing that appeared before everyone was a huge hall.

On the walls hung many dazzling treasures, and many cultivators had already started fighting over them.

However, since these were only king and emperor grade items, although they were still very important, the three major forces did not make a move.

Because they knew,

There must be even more important treasures inside.

Continuing along the hall was an endless corridor.

At this moment, many people had already rushed to the front along the corridor.

There were still many large and small traps, and although they also killed many people, they could not stop the people from the three major forces.

Continuing along the corridor and moving forward, everyone unconsciously sensed a powerful aura.

"This is..."

"The aura of saint grade treasures?"

Everyone was shocked, and their eyes were filled with scorching heat. They rushed in without saying a word.

Although there were still many traps along the way, the three major forces were unusually tacit and worked together to crack them.

Finally,

a new grand hall appeared before everyone.

At the front end of the grand hall was a huge altar.

Floating above the altar were three rays of light.

"Saint Grade Heaven Ling Rope!"

Legend has it that when used, this rope could not only bind saints, but even martial emperors would have a hard time struggling free.

"Saint Grade Wind Cloud Pestle!"

It was also a treasure that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years. It was once the lifebound treasure of a semi-emperor of the Wolf Clan, but unexpectedly ended up here.

"Saint Grade Divine Demon Scissors!"

This one had an even greater origin, having been heard of hundreds of thousands of years ago. It had gone through several owners, and it was rumored that these scissors had cut off the head of a martial emperor before.

Almost instantly, the three major forces recognized these three supreme treasures.

Their eyes radiated scorching heat.

Of course, behind these three saint grade treasures, there were also piles of other good things, from ordinary people's gold, silver and jewels, to medicines and techniques used by cultivators. Everything imaginable was there.

"Phew!"

Everyone present couldn't help but gasp.

With so many resources, it was probably the life's accumulation of that Jiang Yu the Martial Saint. Even for their three major forces, it was not something to be taken lightly.

Of course, what attracted their attention the most was that behind the altar, there was still a stone gate.

Faint fluctuations came from within the stone gate, even more daunting.

That place.

Was probably the core of Jiang Yu's tomb.

"This Jiang Yu must have had one foot stepping into the Martial Emperor realm, otherwise how could a mere Martial Saint have three saint grade treasures." Behind the veil, Peng Xian'er sighed with emotion.

"Yes, judging from the fluctuations, the core tomb chamber must have even better things." The elder following Peng Xian'er, Sword Elder Changsheng of Tiansword Sect, also marveled.

Yun Xianque looked at these treasures with a cold smile on his face.

"I wonder what expression Lu Qingshan would have when he sees this."

"Humph, he'll probably regret to death!"

Uncle Lin snorted disdainfully: "But it's better this way. If we really gave them a share, I might not be willing to part with it!"

"Right, they're just a small local sect, only know how to feed on scraps. Since they can't seize the opportunity, it just wasn't meant to be."

Yun Xianque nodded in agreement.

For a moment, looking at these treasures, everyone from the three major forces had different thoughts.

At this time, others had also rushed over. Seeing this pile of treasures, their eyes lit up, and they couldn't hold back any longer.

"Brothers, charge!"

"With so many treasures, being able to take some would satisfy me for life!"

With this shout, dozens of cultivators who had fallen into madness rushed forward.

"Damn it!"

Fifth Elder Changsheng's face turned cold, about to stop them, but Fifth Formation beside him timely pulled him back.

He was about to ask why, but discovered that the three saint grade treasures emanated black mist, almost instantly annihilating the dozen plus people who had rushed forward.

"This is?"

Fifth Elder Changsheng said in horror.

"If I guess correctly, it should be that the Yin qi in this tomb is too heavy. Over time, the three saint grade treasures have absorbed a lot of Yin qi, which will be released when people get close." Fifth Formation explained.

"What should we do then?" Yun Xianque asked.

"I'm afraid we can only wait, wait for the Yin qi to dissipate on its own." Sword Elder Changsheng said.

Everyone tacitly nodded.

They looked at each other and sat down in their own spots to meditate.

Seeing this, the others also sat down separately at a distance.

"Cultivate well!" Fifth Formation reminded: "Although it looks peaceful now, when the Yin qi disperses, there will inevitably be contention. What we can obtain then will depend solely on our own abilities."

After saying that, Fifth Formation glanced at where Peng Xian'er and Yun Xianque's groups were.

At the same time, they also looked over.

Clearly,

everyone was thinking the same thing.

The current calm was merely the calm before the storm.

"How can this stuff be useless at all?"

In the Earth Gate's grand hall, Wu Chang'an looked at the button he had pressed and frowned deeply.

It was completely useless?

He couldn't help but press another button.

Looking at it, still no effect?

He couldn't help but press another button.

After pressing several mechanism buttons in a row without effect, Wu Chang'an broke out cursing and pressed all the buttons in one breath.

"Boom boom boom!"

At the same time these buttons were pressed, the entire hall rumbled and shook.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Countless poisoned arrows shot out, carrying oppressive momentum.

"Phew!"

At the same time, many small holes appeared in the walls, and a black mist quietly diffused out.

"Shing!"

Above, countless sword-like chilling lights completely covered down, bringing thick killing intent.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a few beast roars, a few phantom beasts emitting black qi appeared out of thin air, rushing out with strong pressure...

Seeing all this, Wu Chang'an's expression changed drastically. His ghostly body became a phantom in the hall, nimbly dodging.

While evading the dangers, he gnashed his teeth.

"This is the biggest crisis I've encountered in my life. It looks like I can only use my trump card."

Murmuring, he took out a scroll.

"Alas, I only have a hundred of these scrolls that can teleport through formations. Using one means I only have ninety-nine left." Looking at the scroll in his hand, Wu Chang'an showed great reluctance, but he had no choice, so he gritted his teeth and used the scroll.

Accompanied by a pillar of light, Wu Chang'an instantly disappeared.