Contending for the Quasi-Emperor's Weapon

"A Quasi-Emperor artifact?!"

Hearing the grade of this item, the surrounding cultivators widened their eyes.

Let alone a Quasi-Emperor artifact, most of them had never even seen a Saint artifact.

And now they were actually going to be rewarded with a Quasi-Emperor artifact?

"If I can bring this Quasi-Emperor artifact back, the sect will definitely value me even more!"

Many people were already having beautiful fantasies. Even if they obtained this Quasi-Emperor artifact, they probably wouldn't be able to keep it for themselves. A mere Soul Formation cultivation base was not enough to protect a treasure of this level.

But if they handed it over to their sect, it would definitely be a massive merit.

This was a Quasi-Emperor artifact. Apart from the top-tier factions, there were very few forces that could produce even one.

"This Void Emperor really hid some good stuff."

Mo Tianxiao looked at the pagoda in the Void Emperor's hand, his eyes shining brightly.

The Time Pagoda—just hearing the name told him it was an incredible item.

This Void Emperor was quite something, dabbling in both space and time. No wonder they say everyone below the Great Emperor is but an ant; it really was true.

"The flow of time inside this Time Pagoda is ten to one compared to the outside world. That is to say, cultivating inside this pagoda for ten days equates to only one day passing in the outside world.

Besides that, this pagoda has many other uses that you will have to explore on your own later."

The soul fragment of the Void Emperor clearly explained the uses of the Time Pagoda.

Back then, when he encountered a bottleneck in the Dao of Space, he had thought about studying this thing called time.

But the Dao of Time was even more elusive than space. He only managed to grasp a superficial understanding, created this Time Pagoda, and then abandoned that path, returning to his specialty of space to continue deepening his mastery.

"There is still half an hour before the secret realm closes, and you will all be sent out. Who this Time Pagoda ultimately falls to will depend on your own strength."

After the Void Emperor finished speaking, his figure vanished into midair, leaving only a small pagoda floating there.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly quieted down. The surrounding cultivators did not immediately step forward to snatch the pagoda; instead, they looked around warily, constantly keeping an eye on the other cultivators.

This was a Quasi-Emperor artifact. Who wouldn't want it?

But everyone understood that whoever made the first move would definitely not be the one to secure the treasure in the end.

"Brother Tianxiao, why is no one going up to take that pagoda? Do they not want it?"

Seeing that no one was going for the pagoda, Huang Xiaoyao suddenly grew a little excited. "Brother Tianxiao, how about I go get it and give it to you?"

"Give what give? Are you going to go up there and throw your little life away?"

Mo Tianxiao knocked on Huang Xiaoyao's head and scolded her in a low voice.

"Wait patiently. Brother will teach you another trick called fishing in troubled waters. Watch closely and learn well."

"Oh~"

Huang Xiaoyao pouted, rubbing her little head.

"Senior Brother, what do you plan to do?"

Beside them, Nangong Wan asked curiously. They currently only had two people. If the Hundred Thousand Mountains were willing to help them, they would have five.

But there were still more than ten cultivators present, all of whom were outstanding talents from major factions.

Even with the five of them, they might not necessarily be able to snatch this Quasi-Emperor artifact.

"By the way, was Junior Brother Gu Bufan eliminated?"

Nangong Wan only just realized this. Shouldn't they have another peak Soul Formation combatant on their side?

With Gu Bufan's talent and strength, he shouldn't have been trapped by a single trial.

However, the next second, Nangong Wan thought of something and quickly looked at her Senior Brother, asking, "Senior Brother, could it be that Junior Brother Gu Bufan...?"

She remembered that her Senior Brother had specifically sought her out the day before entering the secret realm to talk about this, even telling her to be careful of Gu Bufan.

"Yeah, your guess is correct."

Mo Tianxiao did not hide it.

"I didn't expect him to be such an ungrateful person."

Nangong Wan looked at Mo Tianxiao with some concern. "Senior Brother, you aren't hurt, are you?"

"No, it was just Gu Bufan. He couldn't hurt me. It's just that the First Elder will probably be heartbroken this time."

A disciple nurtured for two to three hundred years turned out to be a backstabbing wretch. Who knows how heartbroken the First Elder would be when he found out.

"Since none of you want it, my Blood God Palace will gladly accept this Time Pagoda!"

Right at this moment, three cultivators wearing blood-red robes rushed into midair, grabbed the Time Pagoda, and their figures instantly escaped into the void, disappearing without a trace.

"Blood God Palace? Since when do assassins hiding in the dark dare to join the fun? Come out!"

The surrounding cultivators all erupted, blasting their attacks toward midair.

The cultivation techniques of the Blood God Palace all leaned towards concealment and assassination; they were profoundly unfathomable when it came to hiding and fleeing.

But these three guys had miscalculated one thing: facing a single cultivator and facing over ten cultivators of the same level were entirely different concepts.

The dense barrage of attacks forced the three of them to reveal their true forms before they could completely escape.

"Damn it! These bastards!"

Facing the joint assault of over ten cultivators, the disciples of the Blood God Palace couldn't resist at all. They only lasted for a moment before being blasted into a mist of blood.

But these three brave souls weren't completely without contribution. At the very least, they fired the first shot in this battle for the Quasi-Emperor artifact. The surrounding cultivators all started scrambling for it, breaking into a massive brawl.

"Blood God Palace? I remember that's the top-tier faction stationed in the Extreme West, right?"

Mo Tianxiao looked at the chaotic battlefield ahead, recalling information about the Blood God Palace in his mind.

The Blood God Palace was an assassin organization. From Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment down below, to the Saint Realm and even Great Emperors up above, as long as someone paid, there was no target they wouldn't dare to kill.

Their headquarters was located in the Extreme West, a place with a harsh environment and scarce cultivation resources. No normal person would run to a place like that; only those tenacious guys from the Blood God Palace would choose to build their base there.

"I didn't expect the Blood God Palace to come too. What a pity, they were just three ordinary assassins whose brains were a bit lacking."

"Junior Sister, Xiaoyao, let's go too!"

Saying more was useless. Mo Tianxiao drew his sword and also joined the battle.

Seeing this, Nangong Wan and Huang Xiaoyao exchanged a glance and successively joined the fray.

"Take action."

Wuxin, seeing Mo Tianxiao make a move, no longer just watched the show. He called out to Xiao Fan and Jiechi beside him, and they charged forward.

This was a Quasi-Emperor artifact, a treasure that even Saint Realm experts couldn't help but covet. Now that it was left for the younger generation to fight over, he naturally had to fight for the Great Thunderclap Temple.

This Time Pagoda might not have much use for profound almighty experts, but for the development of a sect, its utility was immense.

"Let's go!"

Su Muxue's gaze had been fixed on Mo Tianxiao the whole time. The moment he moved, she immediately instructed her other two companions to strike.

She, however, went straight for Mo Tianxiao with her sword drawn. As for the Quasi-Emperor artifact, she would snatch it if she could, and forget it if she couldn't. But she absolutely had to avenge the humiliation he had subjected her to.

Anyway, it was a chaotic melee; fighting didn't require a reason.

On Mo Tianxiao's side, after charging into the battlefield, he headed straight for the Time Pagoda. After making his presence known, he was blocked by the combined efforts of numerous cultivators.

Thus, he decisively found a cultivator of average strength to fight with, temporarily abandoning the scramble for the Time Pagoda.

As he fought, Mo Tianxiao gradually lowered his presence, moving away from the center of the battlefield and beginning to wander and slack off on the edges.

"Fight, fight, fight with all your might."

Looking at Xiao Fan's fierce performance, suppressing a ninth-level Soul Formation cultivator despite only being at the seventh level himself, Mo Tianxiao's mouth almost curled into a wide grin.

Among the cultivators present, only a few posed a threat to him. Once they were all completely exhausted, he would play the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

"Daoist Mo, care for a spar?"

A voice suddenly rang out beside his ear, causing Mo Tianxiao's body to stiffen. He turned around to see Su Muxue brimming with battle intent, and immediately forced out a smile that looked uglier than crying. "Fellow Daoist Su, is this really necessary?"

Is there something wrong with this woman's head? Why is she fixated on him instead of fighting over the Quasi-Emperor weapon? It was just a bit of verbal teasing, does she really need to be this furious?