The Spirit Treasure Pavilion was a scene of frantic scrambling for spiritual treasures among the Celestial Masters, a slaughterhouse of blood and chaos. Novel, First Published at a.1k.0 Text Edition The earth was scarred, ripped open by colossal fissures, and from the depths below, fierce war cries and ceaseless roars echoed up.

In the sky, the two old Chen men, Chen Qisen and Chen Qilin, furiously besieged the dark shadow that had invaded, the light of the sun and moon blindingly brilliant. Under the combined assault of the two elder Chen family members, Chen Qisen and Chen Qilin, the shadowy figure could no longer shroud the sky in darkness.

The scorching sunlight reappeared, and the underground Celestial Masters, accustomed to the gloom, were momentarily unable to adapt, covering their eyes. Seizing this opportunity, Ji Changkong and Bai Qingya swiftly darted out, making their way toward the exit of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion.

Du Shaofeng, accompanied by a servant from the Du family, bellowed curses as he pursued them relentlessly. Du Shaofeng, at the Five Elements Heaven Realm and specializing in fire cultivation, considered the Sunstone extremely vital.

He had brought three Du family experts and had already slain several black-clad figures, all in pursuit of this very Sunstone! After painstakingly eliminating several adversaries and seeing the Sunstone almost within his grasp, Ji Changkong suddenly emerged, snatched the Sunstone, and fled.

Du Shaofeng was so enraged he felt like spitting blood, naturally determined to chase them down at any cost. Upon the ruins behind Du Shaofeng, the brutal battle still raged.

Those black-clad figures who had managed to secure treasures, upon seeing more Celestial Masters gathering, became red-eyed with avarice and charged forward. Daring not to linger, they either burrowed into the earth or ascended into the high sky, scattering in all directions.

The surrounding Celestial Masters revealed their true colors. Under the pretense of aiding the Chen family, they either hunted down the treasure-bearing black-clad figures or engaged in vicious fighting amongst themselves over the ruins.

It was all for the spiritual treasures! “Retreat!” A gloomy voice echoed once more from the depths below.

All the black-clad figures swiftly retreated into the fissures in the ground. The tremendous roaring sound returned from below, and the massive cracks that had split the earth began to slowly seal themselves once more!

In the sky, the black-clad figure besieged by Chen Qisen and Chen Qilin fled in disarray towards the east, with the two Chen elders relentlessly in pursuit. On the field of ruins, not a single living black-clad figure remained.

However, the Celestial Masters who had charged in were now locked in mortal combat with each other. No one paid attention to the black-clad figures or shadows anymore; they were all consumed by a bloodlust, fighting over the spiritual treasures continually surfacing from the debris.

“Mine!” “Mine!” “That’s mine!” Forceful shouts, accompanied by violent fighting, emanated from the ruins. Blood flowed like a river across the wreckage, and corpses piled up.

Ji Changkong and Bai Qingya paid no heed to the unclaimed spiritual treasures strewn across the ruins, escaping the Spirit Treasure Pavilion under the relentless pursuit of Du Shaofeng. “Stop right there!” Du Shaofeng led the charge, shouting incessantly from behind them: “Brat!

Drop the Sunstone, then sever the arm that took it, and I might spare your life!” “Madman!” Ji Changkong muttered under his breath, paying no attention, and continued to sprint at full speed. Along the main street, chaos reigned supreme.

The Celestial Masters who had previously withdrawn due to realizing they were outmatched now rushed back towards the Spirit Treasure Pavilion upon seeing the arrival of Chen Qisen and Chen Qilin, eager to witness the commotion. They had likely learned of the great treasure-snatching that transpired inside and, burning with anxiety, wanted to return to claim a share of the spoils.

Those Celestial Masters who had managed to seize treasures within the Pavilion were being hunted by others, and like Ji Changkong and Bai Qingya, they too hastily fled the Spirit Treasure Pavilion onto the main street. The early evacuees rushing back to the Pavilion happened to intercept those who had just emerged with loot.

The treasure-holders were often accompanied by loud mouths like Du Shaofeng shouting threats. The situation instantly became clear.

The early quitters, returning to the Spirit Treasure Pavilion, no longer bothered to re-enter. Instead, they excitedly blocked the incoming treasure-claimants and attacked without mercy, hoping to wrestle the treasures away from them.

In that moment, fierce battles erupted across the main street outside the Spirit Treasure Pavilion. Violent fluctuations of vital energy shattered the tall surrounding buildings.

The street descended into pandemonium. The common civilians of Tianshui City scurried away, clutching their heads, fleeing for their lives.

Stall carts selling various wares—acrobatics, pastries, trinkets—jostled erratically in the street. A flash of strange light cut through, reducing a stall cart to splinters, sending pastries scattering like snowflakes.

Ji Changkong and Bai Qingya, themselves possessors of loot, with Du Shaofeng constantly naming them from behind, immediately became targets for the Celestial Masters who had intended to return to the Pavilion. Approaching them was a young man with a smile on his face, possessing only the cultivation level of the Two Polarity Realm, rushing toward Ji Changkong.

This individual was clearly in a hurry but paid no attention to Ji Changkong or Bai Qingya, as if they were not his primary targets. Seeing that he was only at the Two Polarity Heaven Realm, Ji Changkong didn't regard him as an enemy either and continued running at full tilt down the street with Bai Qingya.

The youth kept his gaze fixed forward, seeming to focus on someone behind Ji Changkong—perhaps the Celestial Master who had been severely wounded by the instigators. He brushed closely past Ji Changkong.

Suddenly, the Two Polarity Celestial Master, who had not given Ji Changkong or Bai Qingya a second glance, swiftly drew a dagger from his robes, spun around, and viciously stabbed it into Ji Changkong’s back! His face contorted into a savage grimace as he looked directly at the faintly smiling youth, shouting, “Brat, give me the spiritual treasure!” Crack!

The dagger struck hard against Ji Changkong’s back, but unexpectedly, it felt like hitting solid rock; the blade failed to penetrate. The youth, his face now filled with horror, raised his arm and stabbed the dagger again, aiming squarely for the back of Ji Changkong’s head.

“You seek death!” With a cold snort, Ji Changkong suddenly turned, unleashing the Heavenly Thunder Force, which slammed into the youth’s chest. Bang!

The youth flew backward instantly, blood pouring from his orifices, collapsing on the spot without a sound. At the Two Polarity Heaven Realm, being struck in the chest by Ji Changkong’s profound vital energy via the Heavenly Thunder Force left him with absolutely no chance of survival!

Having killed a man in the street, Ji Changkong felt no excitement; instead, a deeper chill settled in his heart, making him acutely aware of the malice in human nature. He became even more cautious and wary, allowing no one near him.

That youth was only in the Two Polarity Heaven Realm, yet he deliberately avoided looking at him when approaching, concealing his true intent, only to strike out the moment he passed! Had he not been wearing the vest made from the purple-gold skin of the Thousand-Year Purple Gold Toad, that dagger strike might have left him severely injured, if not dead!

“Boy, get that youngster, he has the spiritual treasure!” Three more Celestial Masters appeared ahead, pointing excitedly at Ji Changkong and shouting loudly. Their demeanor suggested they saw Ji Changkong as easy prey, and they charged forward impetuously.

Celestial Masters began to swarm in from the sides as well, forcing Bai Qingya to step in and defend. His mind calm as still water, Ji Changkong perceived every surrounding danger.

He drew the dagger he had acquired during the Spirit Treasure Convention and calmly charged forward. His vital energy poured into the dagger, causing the small blade to shine with a brilliant silver light, thin wisps of mercury-like luminescence seeping out from it.

With a forceful swing, the silver light shot out from the dagger. The Three Talents Celestial Master facing him paled instantly and scrambled to dodge.

Kacha! The silver light struck a street vendor’s cart selling trinkets, splitting it perfectly in two; the wheels rolled off separately.

The two Celestial Masters blocking the way saw the dagger’s terrifying sharpness and instantly changed expression. They hastily sidestepped to the sides, clearing a path for Ji Changkong to break through the encirclement.

Ahead on the main street, more Celestial Masters blocked the way, including formidable masters of the Four Symbols and Five Elements Realms! Behind him, Du Shaofeng was closing in with terrifying speed.

With wolves blocking the front and a mad dog chasing relentlessly from the rear, Ji Changkong managed a wry smile, his mind racing desperately to devise a countermeasure. His eyes darted around, and Ji Changkong suddenly burst through the door of a nearby clothing shop and dove inside.

“Brat, you’re done for!” Du Shaofeng roared with laughter, immediately diving in after him. Two jets of flame shot from his arms, swiftly streaking toward Ji Changkong’s back.

The shop filled with multi-colored garments quickly caught fire under the two streams of flame. From a back room, the panicked cries of several civilians, along with the distinct wail of an infant, could be heard.

Seeing the flames relentlessly pursuing him, Ji Changkong, who had intended to leap onto the roof of the back room to continue his escape, paused when he heard the baby crying. His focus sharpened abruptly!

His eyes turned ice-cold, and two beams of bone-chilling silver light shot forth from his now silvered pupils, landing directly on Du Shaofeng. Du Shaofeng’s charging body froze instantly.

The silver light pierced his flesh, and he became an ice sculpture in that moment. The master of the Five Elements Heaven Realm, who specialized in fire vitality, had been caught off guard by the silver light and could not immediately resist the penetrating cold, instantly freezing into an ice statue!

The power of the eyes was terrifyingly absolute! Hiss!

Hiss! The temperature inside plummeted.

Under the astonishing cold, the two streams of fire were immediately extinguished, and the towering flames consuming the colorful clothes died out one by one. Fearing that Du Shaofeng might break free from the freeze and resume his pursuit, Ji Changkong flicked his wrist, sending the Heavenly Thunder Force crashing down onto the frozen form of Du Shaofeng.

Crack! Crack!

Crack! Under the impact of the Heavenly Thunder Force, not a single drop of blood emerged from Du Shaofeng’s body; it simply shattered into pieces!

It was like an ice sculpture being struck violently by a heavy hammer—the ice fragments burst apart! Ji Changkong was stunned where he stood.

He had not intended to kill Du Shaofeng, only to strike him heavily enough to prevent him from breaking the freeze quickly. Who knew that the two silver beams emanating from his eyes would be so overwhelmingly potent?

They had frozen Du Shaofeng’s entire body into brittle ice. His flesh, vital energy, and bones seemed to have been immobilized by the cold.

Du Shaofeng’s body, which should have been tough due to his vital energy protection, suddenly became extremely weak, unable to withstand even a single blow from the Heavenly Thunder Force, shattering like ice cubes. Just then, the shouts of the pursuing pursuers were heard from outside, rapidly approaching the shop entrance.

His expression shifting slightly, Ji Changkong glanced at the fragmented remains of Du Shaofeng. He dared not hesitate any longer and quickly flew toward the back room where the infant was crying.

Looking down from above and afar, Ji Changkong spotted Bai Qingya still anxiously searching for him within the crowd. No one was bothering Bai Qingya; apparently, since she held no treasure, she was not the focus of the mob.

Relieved, Ji Changkong offered no greeting. Before the shouting pursuers could storm the shop, he had already leaped onto the roof behind the back room and began sprinting across the rooftops of more buildings.

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