360: Who is this person? How could they act so quickly?

Inside the grand hall, with Buddha Liyin's departure, everyone's gaze once again fell upon the three treasures before them.

"This place is not suitable for long stays; we must recover as quickly as possible!"

Xiao Ruobai made a decisive move, taking out a Formation Plate to Seal the entrance of the grand hall, preventing Qi from leaking out.

He then took out a jade bottle from his storage ring and poured out several Medicinal Pills exuding a rich, life-affirming fragrance!

These Medicinal Pills were Saint-Grade healing Medicinal Pills, capable of rapidly repairing damage to the Physical Body and Divine Soul, and were priceless.

He quickly distributed one to Fang Hanyu, Ling Xi, and Wang Xiaopang, and took one himself.

Looking at Mo Yu, who was sprawled on the ground, he took out another one: "Take this quickly and recover from your injuries."

Mo Yu was stunned, subconsciously taking the Medicinal Pill. The rich medicinal fragrance immediately invigorated it.

It glanced at Xiao Ruobai and the others, who habitually swallowed the Medicinal Pills and quickly sat down to Cultivate and recover, feeling secretly shocked.

These were Saint-Grade Medicinal Pills, yet they consumed them so casually?

"Is this the treatment for a big shot's Personal Disciple?"

Mo Yu muttered in its heart, a strange aura of extravagance washing over it.

It no longer hesitated, swallowing the Medicinal Pill in one gulp. The pure medicinal power dissolved, beginning to nourish its damaged Qilin body.

Immediately after, a scene that made Mo Yu's eyes widen appeared.

Xiao Ruobai flipped his palm, and a Spiritual Vein was conjured out of thin air!

Although this Spiritual Vein was Sealed and reduced in size, the Spiritual Qi it emitted was incredibly pure, far exceeding the ordinary. It was clearly a precious King-Grade Spiritual Vein!

Xiao Ruobai directly placed this King-Grade Spiritual Vein in the middle of them, waved his hand to cast a spell, and the Spiritual Vein's Seal slightly loosened.

Immediately, a massive amount of pure Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi poured out like a waterfall, instantly engulfing them.

"Extravagant! Too extravagant!"

Mo Yu absorbed the overflowing pure Spiritual Qi frantically, while shouting in its heart.

Using a King-Grade Spiritual Vein to aid in Cultivation recovery?

This was simply unheard of! Previously, in the Yao Race, even as a Prodigy, its Cultivation resources were never this lavish.

It seems that by following this master, at least when it comes to resources, there will be no need to worry.

Under the dual effect of the Saint-Grade Medicinal Pills and the King-Grade Spiritual Vein, their weakened auras began to recover at a visible speed, quickly returning to their Peak state.

Ling Xi stepped forward again, spiritual light flowing at her fingertips, precisely tapping several key nodes where the Restriction flowed.

The seamless halo, as if struck at its vital point, quickly dimmed and stagnated.

Soon, the Restrictions on the three stone platforms were successively broken.

Misty purple Qi unfurled, the crimson long halberd hummed softly, and tortoise shell runes faintly appeared.

Xiao Ruobai waved his hand, and the War God Blood-Qi transformed into an invisible hand, collecting the three treasures along with the Mo Yu stone platforms beneath them.

"I'll keep these items for now. We'll distribute them after we leave this place and are safe."

"Let's go, we'll check out the other grand halls!"

Without any delay, Xiao Ruobai led the way, with the others closely following.

Meanwhile, in another grand hall within the Emperors Tomb, dozens of people, with Cultivation ranging from King Realm to Quasi-Saint, were gathered, and the atmosphere was grim and heavy.

At the front of the grand hall, on a jade platform, a set of battle armor was prominently displayed!

This battle armor was dark gold all over, ancient and ferocious in style, with thick plates and sharp lines, as if it had been tempered through endless blood and fire.

The entire set of battle armor exuded a terrifying aura of antiquity, indestructibility, and battle-hardened killing intent.

Just looking at it made one's Divine Soul sting, as if illusions of clashing weapons, mountains of corpses, and seas of blood were assaulting one's mind.

"This is at least Saint-Grade, no, it's very likely Saint King-Grade battle armor!"

"There are still many battle marks on this armor. Could it have been used by the Great Emperor before he became an Emperor?"

A well-informed Loose Cultivator Quasi-Saint spoke with a trembling voice, his eyes filled with unconcealed greed and awe.

As soon as these words were uttered, the dozens of people gathered in the grand hall, whose Cultivation ranged from King Realm to Quasi-Saint, already had fervent eyes, now breathed rapidly, their eyes completely red.

If not for the battle armor being enveloped by a complex Killing Formation, they would have long since been unable to restrain themselves and would have moved to snatch it.

In an inconspicuous corner of the crowd, a seemingly unremarkable burly man, whose Cultivation was only at the King Realm Middle Stage, was standing with his arms crossed, observing the set of battle armor with interest.

It was Shi Wanshan in disguise.

"Tsk tsk, this thing is good, powerful, suitable for me!" Shi Wanshan muttered in his heart.

Finally, three Cultivators, confident in their mastery of Formations and their profound Cultivation, couldn't resist stepping forward, intending to break the Formation together.

Their expressions were solemn, and from time to time they cast out spiritual lights, probing the Formation nodes, trying to decipher the operating rules of this ancient Killing Formation.

Due to the passage of time, the Killing Formation had long lost its former power and was on the verge of collapse.

After a long while, the three finally found a flaw.

"Attack together, focus on this point to break the whole!"

Everyone held their breath, watching the three adjust their Qi and gather their strength.

"Now! Attack!"

The three shouted in unison, and three fierce spiritual lights simultaneously shot towards the three weak nodes of the blood-light Killing Formation!

"Chii—!"

Blood light and spiritual light collided, emitting a piercing sound. The entire Killing Formation violently shook, and under the impact, the blood light at that node rapidly dimmed and became chaotic.

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the blood-light shield covering the battle armor, like a shattered eggshell, showed dense cracks. Finally, with a "bang," it completely exploded, turning into countless blood-colored light specks that dissipated!

The protective Formation was broken!

"The battle armor!"

"Move!"

The extreme suppressed greed instantly erupted!

Seven or eight Cultivators nearest, including the three Quasi-Saints who broke the Formation, almost simultaneously, with red eyes, burst out with their fastest speed and strongest techniques, reaching for the dark gold battle armor on the stone platform!

Various claw shadows, palm winds, and Magic Treasure lights intertwined and collided, with continuous explosive sounds. It seemed about to turn into a tragic melee!

However, at this critical moment, just as countless hands were about to touch the battle armor—

"A bunch of ants who don't know their place, do you really dare covet Saint King battle armor?"

A cold, stern shout, like a Nine Heavens cold wind, suddenly swept through the grand hall!

Immediately after, a terrifying pressure descended with a roar!

Inside the grand hall, more than half of the King Realm Cultivators were directly pressed to the ground by this pressure, their faces filled with horror.

At the entrance of the grand hall, a grim-faced old man in a luxurious purple robe had appeared at some unknown time.

The aura emanating from him was none other than that of a Saint Realm Late Stage!

"This armor belongs to this Saint. Now, scram!"

"Senior! This Formation was broken by our collective effort."

A Quasi-Saint Realm old man who had helped break the Formation, enduring the trembling of his Divine Soul, gritted his teeth and spoke, trying to contend.

"Courting death!"

The Purple Robe Saint's eyes turned cold. He didn't even lift his hand, merely fixing his gaze.

"Boom!"

An invisible immense force appeared out of nowhere, slamming heavily into the Quasi-Saint Middle Stage old man who had spoken!

"Waaah—!"

The old man was struck as if by lightning. His protective spiritual light instantly shattered, and he flew backward like a cannonball, spitting out mouthfuls of blood mixed with internal organ fragments, crashing into a hall pillar and collapsing in the rubble, his fate unknown.

"Who else?" The Purple Robe Saint's cold voice was like a death knell.

No one dared to respond, not even daring to breathe loudly.

"All of you, scram! One step late, and you die!"

The remaining two Quasi-Saints who had broken the Formation turned pale, retreated violently without hesitation, and blended into the crowd.

The others scrambled and crawled, desperately fleeing out of the hall, wishing their parents had given them two more legs.

Shi Wanshan, mixed in with the fleeing crowd, also appropriately showed a look of terror and retreated.

The Purple Robe Saint then let out a satisfied hum, took a step forward, swept his sleeve, and swiftly collected the battle armor from the stone platform.

With the battle armor in hand, the heavy texture and the restrained, terrifying killing intent made an uncontrollable fervor flash in his eyes.

He swept his Divine Sense around, confirmed that no one was following, and with a flicker of his figure, transformed into a purple stream of light, quickly leaving this troublesome place.

He found an old Immortal Cave that looked long abandoned and had its aura cut off.

Flashing into the Immortal Cave, he waved his hand to set up several Restrictions that isolated auras, and only then did the Purple Robe Saint slightly relax.

He impatiently flipped his hand, taking out the dark gold battle armor again, suspending it before him, eager to admire this battle armor, which was suspected to have been worn by a Great Emperor.

However, just at this moment, an impossibly thick spiked club slammed down from directly above his head!

And Shi Wanshan, who had just arrived near the Immortal Cave and was about to sneak in, saw this scene, his footsteps suddenly halted, and he subconsciously gripped the 'small' spiked club in his hand tightly!

"Damn it, who is this person? So fast? And this style, how is it even wilder than mine?!"

Today's five chapters are finally finished!