Chapter 607: Digging Up General General Heishi's Treasury Everywhere

Jiang Ding walked slowly through Master Tushan Xiancheng, occasionally swinging his sword to strike at the distance.

The sword light pierced dozens of li, slaughtering members of the General Heishi or Shangshi clans, or even the direct-line Jin Dan from the Beiyuan family who had spontaneously joined the battle here, cutting them down—

In this regard, although the direct lines of the Beiyuan family had always been engaged in constant warfare and civil strife, with Nascent Soul and Jin Dan cultivators dying in large numbers, disregarding everything for a higher realm.

Yet, they also possessed a considerable spirit of mutual aid; even during the most brutal civil wars, they preserved and protected the ancestral worship sites of every family.

Like the numerous Spring and Autumn states under the Son of Heaven, though scattered and dispersed, they could sometimes display unity.

After the sword light struck fifteen times in succession, all enemy Jin Dan were dead.

Jiang Ding stopped, closed his eyes to cultivate his spirit, and recovered the magic power and divine sense damaged in the previous battle.

"Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun, we cannot handle the formation of the Scripture Pavilion; we fear that if the formation breaks, the Gong Fa and scriptures will self-destruct..."

Shortly after, Yu Zhong's voice came, speaking respectfully.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and focused his divine sense on the Scripture Pavilion more than ten kilometers away.

As the object most coveted by the Jin Dan, this place had gathered over thirty Jin Dan cultivators; after a slight probe and attack, they were blocked by a top-tier third-rank formation and dared not make any move.

Naturally, this formation was not merely this.

In its full strength, relying on the General Heishi Clan Protection Array, even a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator arriving here, if caught off guard, would have to pay the price of severe injury.

It is just that with the supporting great formation broken, its power is only this much now.

"Good."

Jiang Ding swung his sword.

Whoosh!

The Taqing Flying Sword soared through the air with a resonant hum, carving a straight rift in space that instantly vanished.

Yu Zhong and other Jin Dan cultivators stood with hands clasped beside the formation.

In their eyes, they saw only a flash of blue-gold light; on the shield of this top-tier formation, which had yielded no results after several attacks, several sword marks unknowingly appeared at various positions of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches of the formation.

The formation, which hummed with operation and possessed a terrifying aura, paused.

It stopped.

Immediately, countless spiritual lights scattered, silently disintegrating; with no further obstacles, the various book towers standing within were revealed, along with an ancient, weathered aura and a faint scent of books.

Occasionally, within a certain book tower, destructive spiritual lights flashed; the General Heishi had set up a self-destruct formation, preferring to destroy everything rather than give it to the enemy.

At this moment, they also flashed slightly and silently disintegrated, causing no damage.

"The Master Dinghai Zhenjun's art of formations truly shakes heaven and earth and makes ghosts weep..."

Yu Zhong, Wei Wei Qingqing, and other Jin Dan cultivators took a light breath.

They were all knowledgeable; a Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun could indeed break a third-rank formation with a single strike, but to do so so casually, without damaging a single bit, must mean possessing extremely profound attainment in the art of formations.

'A Nascent Soul Tiangui Laoguai has a lifespan of twelve hundred years; the accumulation of years, one does not know how much it surpasses us...'

Someone trembled in their heart, despairing at the chasm-like gap between them.

Immediately, everyone obediently dispersed and entered the Scripture Pavilion separately; like insatiable Taotie, they disregarded categories and ranks, sweeping all of General Heishi's ten-thousand-year accumulation of cultivation techniques and scriptures into their storage bags; though their hearts brimmed with excitement and desire, none dared to secretly hoard or read ahead.

"Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun, the inner treasury of the Lingbao Merchant Guild..."

"Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun, a General Heishi secret treasury has been discovered; it may hide heavy treasures of the General Heishi..."

"Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun, a General Heishi clan treasury has been discovered; this place stores the General Heishi's ten-thousand-year savings, containing a vast amount of first-rank, second-rank, and third-rank heavenly treasures and earthly gems; in the past, all expenditures of Master Tushan Xiancheng were stored and withdrawn from here..."

Jiang Ding strolled along the streets of Master Tushan Xiancheng, admiring the different scenery of the foreign world; occasionally, he swung a sword toward the distance, breaking a third-rank formation with a single breath, and heavenly treasures and earthly gems as vast as mountains and seas were packed into different storage bags.

As vast as mountains and seas!

This is truly no exaggeration!

Especially the General Heishi clan treasury, which served as the core logistics function for the General Heishi, a massive power possessing over a billion mortals; space formations were set up inside, with vast amounts of heavenly treasures and earthly gems piled into mountains, stretching as far as the eye could see, with colorful spiritual lights dazzling the eye and treasure light overflowing.

If an extremely greedy person came here, it was possible they would be so excited their hearts would burst instantly.

The visual and psychological impact was too terrible!

The range of a Jin Dan cultivator's divine sense is mostly over ten kilometers; with the divine sense extended and magic power surging, one person is at least comparable to the productivity of tens of thousands of mortals.

Over a hundred Jin Dan cultivators are at least equivalent to millions of mortals working together!

Mobility and efficiency are far superior.

These Jin Dan cultivators were not slacking off; they were truly working, and the speed they unleashed was terrifying; in almost just a few minutes, vast amounts of heavenly treasures, earthly gems, and Gong Fa scriptures from all places were collected into storage bags.

Like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, even with heavenly treasures and earthly gems as vast as mountains and seas before their eyes, it meant nothing; they were all collected rapidly.

"General Heishi secret treasury..."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself; a flash of sword light, and he had already broken through the air, arriving before an underground palace protected by layers of prohibitions.

Over a dozen Jin Dan cultivators stood respectfully to the side.

Before the door of the underground palace, a sinister old man lay on the ground, his eyes wide open, still retaining intense terror, as well as strong unwillingness and venom.

At the moment of his greatest triumph in life, when his lifelong wish was about to be realized, he fell before this final step.

In just this short time of staying, and this is not even a place of Yin evil, a large amount of pure resentful energy had already formed on this Jin Dan-level corpse.

This resentful energy almost surged to the sky; if left here for a few more months, it would not be difficult to give birth to a zombie with infinite potential.

This is He Hei Chengwu, the former clan leader of the General Heishi.

He schemed carefully, lured the Tieshan Iron family, and at the cost of the General Heishi's strength falling to the bottom, paved his own road to the Nascent Soul realm.

Unfortunately, in the end, he still could not get his wish; he died within his heart demon, suddenly suffering qi deviation.

"Greetings, Master Dinghai Zhenjun!"

Over a dozen Jin Dan cultivators said respectfully.

"Mm."

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword and struck with a single slash.

Beneath the blue-gold sword light, the underground palace's formations collapsed layer by layer, and some of the aftershocks spilled out, turning Hei Hei Chengwu's corpse into dust, as the great doors of the underground palace slowly swung open.

"So many…"

Jiang Ding's divine sense swept across, and his Sword Heart caught in his throat.

No longer gazing down from on high as before, with a faint air of superiority, at the loss of composure of so many Jin Dan cultivators.

Heavenly materials and earthly treasures!

All of them are Nascent Soul-grade heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and Infant-grade treasures!

They filled this entire underground palace; the moment the formations shattered, treasure-light burst eagerly from within, shining up onto the clouds in the sky and actually forming a treasure-light celestial phenomenon, clearly visible throughout the entire city.

Inside, there was nothing else,

And every single one was a fourth-grade item!

"Seven Infant-grade treasures, plus a large quantity of Nascent Soul-grade spiritual herbs, fourth-grade mineral materials, spirit wood, pills, talismans, and so on — the value…"

"Roughly 3.2 billion low-grade spirit stones!"

"3.2 billion low-grade spirit stones, composed entirely of the immortal gates' fourth-grade legal spirit currency!"

Jiang Ding drew in a deep breath, estimating in his heart.

"Divine Crow, I forgive you."

"Back then when you smashed my Master Tushan Xiancheng, it really must have been an accident."

(End of chapter)