Chapter 988

But at this moment Fang Yu made his move; with a single grab of his great hand, the Heavenly-Capture Grand Immortal Art instantly seized the distant void itself, and within that void were a full three hundred thousand supreme-grade treasure flying swords struggling continuously, yet before Fang Yu they had no chance to struggle at all.

The void there was held in Fang Yu's hand, and the three hundred and twenty thousand supreme-grade treasure flying swords, along with a formation diagram, fell into Fang Yu's blessed grotto-heaven.

"This haul counts as a decent gain."

Fang Yu sensed the full three hundred and twenty thousand supreme-grade treasure swords within his grotto—each and every one of these three hundred and twenty thousand supreme-grade treasure swords was a supreme among supreme-grade treasures, only one step away from advancing to low-grade Dao weapons; such supreme-grade treasures arrayed together into a grand formation could even wound ordinary Wan Shou realm experts, but before Fang Yu they amounted to nothing at all, and instead they merely added three hundred and twenty thousand supreme-grade treasure swords to his possession.

Placed within the Yuhua Sect, they would be enough to arm three hundred and twenty thousand true-disciple cultivators.

Cultivators truly ought to seek immortal opportunities out in the world—far better than waiting to be fed within a sect.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Yu, on acquiring such wealth; it seems this ancient sect once wielded tremendous power!"

Fang Han watched and clicked his tongue in wonder; he had now cultivated to the Undying Body realm, yet even atop Samsara Peak there were no three hundred and twenty thousand supreme-grade treasure swords standing guard.

Clearly this ancient sect's power in bygone days was enormous.

"I sense some auras in the distance—seems someone else has broken in."

Fang Yu, however, did not linger, and directly led the group through this stretch of spatial labyrinth.

In an instant, he saw several tens of thousands of miles away a few streaks of light, each one thick with demonic qi.

"Huangquanmo Sect, Hall Master of the Forest of Souls! Baliming!"