Chapter 611 - 30: Ancient Ruins, Spirit Immortal Head

An immense, boundless expanse of watery light instantly unfurled.

Within this light, the first to disintegrate and be annihilated were the magnificent palace and the beautiful Crane Demon inside the Cave Mansion.

The Elder of Eight Tribulations hiding inside the palace summoned a Flying Sword. Its hundred-zhang-long Sword Aura tried to cleave through the watery light, but it was suppressed by the surging, layered torrent and dissipated into nothingness.

The Unicorn Dragon Whale threw its head back and roared, struggling violently within the watery light as its Dragon Scales erupted with dazzling Thunder Light.

The frivolous look vanished from Beiming Gang’s face. He summoned a clear, shimmering Protective Talisman and, with a grim expression, defended against the overwhelming watery light.

Feng Yan’s expression was cold and resolute, killing intent evident in her phoenix-like eyes. Ever since she was ambushed by the Beiming Race, this murderous intent in her heart had never faded.

Today, Beiming Gang had run right into her. It was just his bad luck.

At this moment, Beiming Gang, the elder, and the Unicorn Dragon Whale seemed trapped within a vast ocean. The watery light contained a tyrannical, overwhelming power of annihilation, capable of breaking down all spiritual light and matter into the finest particles, utterly destroying them.

In just a few breaths, the Unicorn Dragon Whale could no longer hold on. After a mournful cry, the Thunder Light covering its body dissipated. Swept up by the watery light, its body disintegrated, scattering like a thick cloud of bloody mist.

The elder protecting Beiming Gang now realized something was terribly wrong. He began to frantically channel his Sword Aura, darting left and right, preparing to abandon Beiming Gang and flee alone.

But as the layers of watery light descended, the elder’s powerful, heavy Sword Aura instantly collapsed and vanished. He himself was caught by a torrent of water, which spun around him to form a water sphere several zhang in size.

This sphere radiated an astonishing aura as brilliant flashes of light erupted from within—the elder’s final, desperate struggles before death.

The sphere continuously shrank, then suddenly shuddered and burst apart. Not even the elder’s bones remained.

With the elder dead, Beiming Gang found it even harder to resist. As the Water True Light closed in from all directions, he discovered to his absolute horror that none of the many Divine Techniques or treasures he had cultivated over his entire life could withstand this one Divine Technique.

Staring at his nearly shattered Protective Talisman, he was scared out of his wits and shrieked, "Who in the world are you? You dare to kill me?"

"Aren’t you afraid of retaliation from my Beiming Race? Aren’t you afraid of bringing disaster upon yourself?"

Feng Yan sneered. With a surge of her Magical Power, the watery light roared forward, and Beiming Gang’s Protective Talisman instantly shattered and disintegrated.

"Fellow Daoist, wait!"

Seeing that Beiming Gang was about to perish, Feng Yan heard Fang Cheng speak from beside her and slowly paused.

Beiming Gang looked astonished, assuming his opponent had finally realized the might of the Beiming Immortal Race and didn’t want to provoke such a powerful enemy, thus deciding to spare him.

Unexpectedly, Fang Cheng said calmly, "Fellow Daoist, don’t destroy the storage bag on him."

Feng Yan let out a chuckle. She glanced at Fang Cheng, and her Divine Technique descended, instantly submerging Beiming Gang.

A moment later, with a wave of her fair, snow-white hand, a brilliant golden storage bag covered in Kun-Peng totems flew over to her.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, what kind of treasure could a piece of trash like him possibly have?"

As she spoke, she tossed Beiming Gang’s storage bag to Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng caught the storage bag, circulated his Magical Power to erase the restriction on it, and smiled. "Just a habit... Every time I see Feng Yan make a move, her opponents are utterly annihilated, body and soul. Nothing is ever left behind, and I always feel it’s such a pity."

Before he could finish speaking, the world suddenly trembled. The strange flower in the desert shone even more brightly, and the entire land was wreathed in an ethereal blue light, as if they had entered another world.

The Bronze Palace behind the three of them began to slowly rise.

The rain from the sky fell even harder.

Thunder rumbled as an ancient ruin slowly emerged from beneath the desert sands.

Dozens of Bronze Palaces rose through the yellow sand, appearing before Fang Cheng and his two companions.

However, these Bronze Palaces were all dilapidated, reduced to crumbling walls and ruins. Only the one the three of them had just entered was complete.

Ten-thousand-zhang-tall bronze pillars stood upon the land, surrounded by a sea of rubble. One could faintly make out the former grandeur of an Immortal Family from the Upper Realm.

’If every single Bronze Palace once suppressed a Spirit Immortal-level Demon Beast, what a magnificent sight that must have been.’

"Could our battle just now have triggered the phenomenon here?"

His expression was strange. As his Divine Sense probed Beiming Gang’s storage bag, he had discovered that the man had indeed left him a rather pleasant surprise.

But before he could take a closer look, the ruins had emerged. He had no time to think about it further and could only put the storage bag away for now.

In the center of this forest of ruined Bronze Palaces was an enormous crater, a hundred li in diameter. The Bronze Palaces surrounding the crater had been completely obliterated, leaving only a pile of rubble.

In the center of the giant crater, layers of treasure light swirled, and countless Golden Seal Jade Talismans shimmered and drifted within, an extraordinary sight.

The three flew to the edge of the crater. With their powerful Divine Sense, Fang Cheng and Feng Yan could already faintly see a battered ancient bell at the bottom. Though weathered by the passage of countless years, it still radiated a terrifyingly powerful and surging aura.

"A Sixth-rank Magical Artifact!"

A glint flashed in Fang Cheng’s eyes, and a surge of excitement rose in his heart.

The Magical Artifact before them was undoubtedly sixth-rank. Although it was damaged, its power still surpassed that of any Magical Artifact he had ever seen.

Feng Yan, however, was examining the layers of Treasure Light Prohibition within the crater. She frowned slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, this prohibition won’t be easy to break. We must be extremely careful."

Fang Cheng nodded and smiled. "A treasure is right before our eyes. How could we not take it?"

With that, his figure flickered, and he entered the treasure light within the crater.

In an instant, he seemed to have entered a colossal sphere of light.