kingnovel Chapter 764: The Hidden Treasure
Chapter 764: The Hidden Treasure
Chen Futu put away the ancient medicinal herbs, stepped forward, and beckoned to the Blood Fiend Sect's ancient saint with his finger, "Come, come, let me see the Blood Fiend Sect's methods."
"That little dog has sharp teeth and a sharp tongue. Does it really think that just because it has grasped the superficial aspects of the laws of space, it can be invincible? In the face of absolute power, everything is just an illusion!"
The ancient saint charged close, but Chen Futu dodged the attack perfectly and slapped the saint across the face.
Snapped!
He deliberately held back in that slap, only making the other person stagger.
After all, it was the cultivation level of a Saint King that was being displayed. In this operation, a Saint King was considered a harmless combatant. How could he possibly kill an Ancient Saint?
"you wanna die!"
The ancient sage was enraged by the slap, and unleashed a torrent of blood energy that covered the area.
Chen Futu moved nimbly through the crimson light, his mastery of the Void Laws unparalleled. His opponent couldn't even touch a hair on his head, while he repeatedly slapped the ancient saint's face, making the saint wish he could explode on the spot.
Everyone could see that Brother Chen's mastery of spatial laws was unparalleled, but his offensive power was ultimately a bit weak. So, his constant insults to that ancient saint caused him far more psychological trauma than physical damage.
"I say, senior, you have quite the thick skin. It's made my hand hurt."
Chen Futu grinned broadly, a smile that appeared devilish to everyone else.
"Little dog, I'm going to skin you alive and tear you apart! Bloodthirsty Demon Prison!"
The ancient sage used a secret technique of the Blood Fiend Sect, gathering blood energy into a scythe shrouded in blood light. The moment the scythe was slashed out, the blood energy around Chen Futu stirred and formed shackles that bound his limbs.
"Let's see where you run now!"
The ancient sage cried out, wanting to cut Chen Futu in half.
"Imperial Law, Thunder Roc!"
Ling Xue was shocked and used the Thunder Roc Secret Technique she had just learned. A roc carrying lightning rushed towards the ancient saint from behind. The latter angrily swung his scythe to cut down the illusory roc. However, the lightning had a very obvious restraining effect on the blood demon. Even though there was a difference of three major realms, he was still blasted back several steps.
Seeing this, Chen Futu pretended to break free of the blood-red chains, instantly teleported behind the other party, and kicked him away.
*Thud!* The ancient saint fell face-first into the dirt, looking utterly pathetic.
The talented individuals present couldn't help but chuckle at this.
"He hunted geese all day long, but unexpectedly, one of them pecked out his eye." The ancient sage shakily got up, carrying his sickle. He turned around and glared angrily at Chen Futu and Ling Xue, his face contorted with rage.
Throughout ancient history, no ancient sage has ever been so humiliated by a sage king and a sage. He did not want to be a disgrace to history, and he wanted revenge!
"Watch out, you two, this old guy's been provoked."
Lu Yuan secretly gave a hint. As a goddess of the Biyue Palace, she knew something about the Blood Fiend Sect. The Blood Fiend Sect's techniques were mainly evil and ruthless, making them difficult to guard against.
Upon hearing this, Ling Xue once again unleashed the Thunder Roc Emperor Technique, using overwhelming thunder to shield the surrounding space. Only Chen Futu made no defense, and jokingly said to the ancient saint, "Old dog, are you getting desperate? Such a Dao heart is not suitable for cultivation. Why don't you go home and nurse your children?"
"Pfft!"
Lan Qiao'er, who had been pulled to the edge of the battlefield by Lan Minghao, was amused by Chen Futu's words. She transmitted her voice and said, "Brother, what's wrong with this guy? I feel like he's not very serious."
Lan Minghao said seriously, "The more indifferent he is, the more terrifying his background is. Perhaps he has a trump card to kill this ancient saint, but he just hasn't used it yet."
Lan Minghao was right. Chen Futu wasn't going to waste any more time with the old man in front of him. He pretended to take out a blank talisman from his pocket and said leisurely, "Old man, you'd better leave now, or you'll die."
"Boy, stop putting on airs. Do you think you can scare me off with a blank talisman in your palm?"
"He who seeks his own death bears no blame to others."
Chen Futu casually flicked out an ordinary talisman, but the ancient sage remained unmoved, sneering, "I'd like to see how you kill me!"
Chen Futu spread his sword fingers and shouted in a mocking manner, "Ancestor, help me!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the previously ordinary talisman suddenly erupted with astonishing sword energy, the aura of a quasi-emperor.
"No!"
The ancient sage sensed something was wrong and turned to run, but the talisman turned to ashes and formed a miniature sword that pierced through him.
puff!
The ancient saint's head was suddenly pierced, drawing out a large amount of blood. Then his body collapsed and died suddenly, his eyes wide open in death.
"Dead, dead!"
Everyone was shocked. There was clearly nothing on the talisman. How could they have done it?
Of course, they didn't know that the Brother Chen they were talking about was the sixth brother. All the talismans were just a smokescreen. Even if the Supreme Emperor's killing intent were to burst forth in a wisp, it would only take him a blink of an eye to kill an Ancient Saint.
Unfortunately, their cultivation was too weak, and they knew nothing about these things, only thinking that it was a trump card left behind by a quasi-emperor senior.
The prodigies present all had trump cards given to them by their elders, but the materials that carried these trump cards were extremely precious. Even the powerful siblings Haiyuan didn't have many, let alone the energy of a quasi-emperor attached to a common talisman.
"Done and call it a day."
Chen Futu accepted the Ancient Saint Ring and tossed it to Ling Xue.
Ling Xue asked, confused, "Why are you giving this to me?"
"We found the ancient medicinal herbs together, so we can't let you go empty-handed. The relics of the ancient sage are quite good, but I must remind you that the Blood Fiend Sect's cultivation methods are detrimental to you. Don't practice them haphazardly, lest you pollute your path."
"I see……"
Ling Xue put the ring away. She had a strange feeling that the person in front of her seemed to have known her for a long time and was being overly kind to her. However, this feeling was not the kind of affection a man has for a woman; it was more like the care from an elder.
"Keep searching, there might be other ancient medicinal herbs."
Chen Futu called out to Ling Xue, and before leaving, he retrieved the ancient saint's corpse. Even a mosquito's leg is still meat, and the fresh and hot ten million system points couldn't be wasted.
In the following period, the young generation of prodigies plundered this realm known as the Realm of One Thought.
To be honest, Chen Futu found three more ancient medicinal herbs, and Ling Xue and Haiyuan, the brother and sister, each found one. Everyone else also made some gains. Even if they were to head back now, they would still have made a profit.
"Brother Chen, do you think there might be something down there?" Ling Xue suddenly asked telepathically. Chen Futu raised an eyebrow. "You mean, the reason this place is so full of life is because some extraordinary treasure is buried down there?"
"It's hard to say, but there's a chance it is."
Ling Xue had seen a lot during her time traveling outside the Sun Moon Sect, and she knew that such places often contained hidden treasures.
Chen Futu scanned the underground area with his gaze, and sure enough, as his will probed underground, the life force he sensed became increasingly intense.
Ling Xue was right; there were indeed treasures below, and not just any ordinary treasures.
The most pressing issue for the powerful in the martial arts world is their lifespan. The abundant life force flowing beneath the One Thought Realm is exactly what dying emperors crave, so a great battle of emperors is about to erupt.