131: Test Treasure

Zhou Leren's heart was hanging, and if this continued, he might not be able to win even if he fought a war of attrition.

He turned around, holding the luan fa sword in his right hand.

His left hand was behind his back, and a five-story, eight-sided small pagoda floated above his palm.

Zhou Leren stood silently in the air, expressionless.

Not long after, two figures stood on a pinkish-white handkerchief, arriving not far from Zhou Leren, and then the handkerchief was put away by one of them.

"People from the He Family and Ming Family?"

Looking at the two, Zhou Leren was somewhat unsure.

"Sirs, after following me for so long, what is your purpose?"

Zhou Leren spoke in a deep voice.

The man with a slightly pale face sneered upon hearing this:

"What are we doing? Of course, we're killing you."

The person next to him didn't speak, but his Aura kept rising.

"I understand."

Zhou Leren said, seemingly indifferently.

Elder He was somewhat wary; this kid was so fearless, could there be an ambush nearby?

"Look at my Sword!"

Just then, Zhou Leren suddenly attacked, the luan fa sword hummed, and his right hand waved several times, several Sword Qi broke through the air, heading straight for the two.

"Good kid, a feint."

Elder He and Elder Ming looked at the incoming Sword Qi; although they dared not underestimate it, they felt somewhat relieved.

As long as there was no ambush, it was fine.

Thinking this, the two each used their methods to resolve the several Sword Qi.

"Go!"

Zhou Leren's heart stirred, his face instantly paled, and most of his magical power was instantly consumed.

While the two were resisting the Sword Qi.

Zhou Leren's left hand, which was behind his back, tossed slightly, and the guizheng pagoda suddenly flew out from behind him.

In an instant, it arrived above the heads of the two.

"Not good, this is the real feint."

Elder Ming's alarm bells rang; the sense of threat from above his head was too strong, making him feel a bit horrified.

"Suppress!"

The guizheng pagoda surged, transforming into a five-zhang tall green-red pagoda, falling towards the two.

It enveloped the two beneath the pagoda.

"Damn it, what kind of Spiritual Artifact is this?"

Elder He cursed, his magical power rapidly circulating, the second-rank spiritual artifact longsword he had already taken out was protecting him, resisting the gradually increasing suppressive force.

Trapped in the pagoda, the two found their movements increasingly difficult, their magical power gradually became sluggish, and no longer circulated smoothly.

The hearts of both sank continuously.

"Refine!"

Outside the pagoda, Zhou Leren's face wasn't looking good either; his magical power was rapidly depleting.

If he couldn't kill these two before his magical power ran out, then he would be the one to die.

As his words fell, the green-red light of the guizheng pagoda faded.

On the first layer of the pagoda, a golden-yellow light bloomed, dyeing the sky gold.

Inside the pagoda, its various layers continuously rotated.

Looking at the gradually golden first layer of the pagoda, Elder He felt an increasing sense of foreboding.

"Brother He, hold on. With Zhou Leren's Cultivation, using a Spiritual Artifact of this grade, his magical power definitely won't last long."

Elder Ming spoke in a deep voice.

Elder He nodded silently.

Defensive Spells operated at full power.

"The first layer of the guizheng pagoda, Metal Element."

Golden light intertwined, golden rays shimmered, and thousands of small golden swords emerged from the first layer of the pagoda, their tips pointing directly at the two inside the pagoda.

"Buzz~"

The golden light intensified, and the small golden swords moved in unison, stabbing towards the two.

"Damn it..."

"Block them!"

Elder He's face was pale, his surrounding spiritual sword continuously rotated, breaking through the golden light, and layers of Spell shields condensed in front of him.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

There were too many small golden swords; the spiritual sword ultimately couldn't block all the golden light.

The golden light that broke through the spiritual sword's defense continuously impacted the shields.

With each impact, Elder He's face grew a shade paler, and his Aura became increasingly chaotic and weak.

Elder Ming was not doing any better.

Although his magical power consumption was not as much as Elder He's, under this offensive, he was like a floating duckweed in a vast ocean, enduring monstrous waves.

"The second layer of the guizheng pagoda, Wood Element."

Zhou Leren's face was pale, but his eyes became brighter.

The second layer of the five-zhang tall green-red pagoda shone with green light.

Inside the pagoda, streaks of green powder suddenly emerged from the second layer of the pagoda, floating down and adorning the golden light.

The green powder leisurely covered the bottom of the pagoda.

He and Ming were in a sorry state at this moment, blood constantly gushing from their mouths, and wounds all over their bodies.

They struggled to resist the continuous golden light that still assailed them.

The green powder quietly fell into their wounds, and along the wounds, entered their bodies.

"My magical power!"

Elder He couldn't hide his shock, spitting out blood.

This green powder could actually devour vitality and magical power.

In just a short moment, his already dwindling magical power had decreased even further.

"It's over!"

Despair filled Elder He's heart.

More and more green powder continuously passed through the defenses pierced by the golden light, merging into their bodies, constantly devouring their vitality and magical power.

"Brother He, so, what exactly were we waiting for during this past month?"

Elder Ming's eyes were dim, and he spoke with difficulty, his heart filled with confusion.

"Wait..."

Elder He's words were unfinished; his vitality completely drained, the light in his eyes extinguished, and his Aura completely dissipated.

Elder Ming did not hear the answer; after Elder He died, his magical power was also completely exhausted.

Then, he was submerged by the golden and green light.

Outside the pagoda.

Zhou Leren let out a breath.

The burden of this guizheng pagoda was truly too great.

Now, with only two layers activated for such a short time, his magical power was already almost at rock bottom.

Fortunately, Zhou Leren had been continuously sensing the situation inside the pagoda.

Now that the two were dead, Zhou Leren quickly took out a Medicinal Pill and swallowed it.

While refining the Medicinal Pill's power, he extended his Divine Sense to confirm that there were no Cultivators around, only then did he truly relax.

With a slight movement of his mind, the guizheng pagoda shrunk, revealing two disfigured figures.

The guizheng pagoda flew back into his hand and was then put into his Storage Pouch by Zhou Leren.

He then flew towards the two figures.

At this time, both the golden light and green light had disappeared.

After a careful inspection for a moment, he drew the Storage Pouches of the two into his hand.

He also summoned the Spiritual Artifacts of the two, confirming that nothing was missed.

Zhou Leren performed the traditional technique of the Zhou Family, sending the two completely into Reincarnation.

After all this was done, Zhou Leren quickly left.

After all, the commotion just now was too great; if any Cultivators truly came to join the fun, given his current state, it was really hard to say what the outcome would be.

Finding a hidden location, Zhou Leren didn't bother to carefully inspect his gains; he sat cross-legged, swallowed several more Medicinal Pills, and recovered his magical power.

Several days later.

Zhou Leren woke up.

He was not injured; it was just that activating the guizheng pagoda had consumed a lot of his energy.

"In the future, I still need to use it cautiously."

Zhou Leren had lingering fears.

This time, having just obtained the Spiritual Artifact, Zhou Leren had also been curious to test its power, which was why he directly activated the guizheng pagoda.

His Cultivation was not enough, so the power of this top-grade Spiritual Artifact had not been fully unleashed.

Even so, it still refined two Cultivators who had been in Foundation Establishment for many years to death in a short period of time, its power was truly extraordinary.

Zhou Leren was joyful in his heart.

Now that his magical power had recovered, just as Zhou Leren was about to check his gains from this time, his expression suddenly changed.

"Not good, something has happened at home!"

The people from the He and Ming Families had not had any conflicts with the Zhou Family before, yet now they were openly ambushing him.

If these two were not absolutely confident in themselves, believing that he could not escape their grasp.

Then they were fearless, thinking that even if he escaped, it would not affect their two families.

If that were the case... "Old Ancestor, Father, Mother..."

"You must not be in trouble..."

Zhou Leren's face was anxious, no longer caring about anything else.

He activated his magical power, stepped on the luan fa sword, and rushed towards Qingyuan Town at full speed.