121: Chapter 121 Heavenly Sword Sect's Supreme Treasure

"The Heavenly Sword Sect." A complex look flashed in Shen Yuanshan's eyes. "The Heavenly Sword Sect was one of the top Sects in the Southern Region ten thousand years ago. During the Great War between Humans and Yao, the Yao Race came with overwhelming force, and many Sects in the Southern Region retreated step by step. Only the Heavenly Sword Sect moved its entire Sect south and fought a bloody battle against the Yao Race in the Tiannan Mountains for three whole years."

He paused, his voice deepening slightly. "For three years, from top to bottom, from the Sect Head to the Utility Disciples, not a single person from the Heavenly Sword Sect retreated. In the end, they were completely wiped out."

Shen Yuanhe fell silent.

Although he had not experienced that catastrophe ten thousand years ago, he had heard the clan elders mention it since he was a child.

It was a tragic era; countless Sects were destroyed, countless experts fell, and the cultivation Legacy of the Southern Region was nearly severed.

Even now, ten thousand years later, the Southern Region still hasn't recovered its Origin Qi.

"Third Brother, that supreme treasure of the Heavenly Sword Sect..."

Shen Yuanhe suddenly remembered something, and his eyes lit up.

Shen Yuanshan also reacted.

The reason the Heavenly Sword Sect could become a top Sect in the Southern Region didn't just rely on those Dao Seeking Realm Old Ancestors, but more importantly—a supreme treasure!

Legend has it that the founding Ancestral Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect once obtained a treasure of unknown origin in an ancient ruin.

As for what that treasure actually was, there were many different opinions in the outside world. Some said it was a fragment of an Emperor's Weapon, some said it was the essence blood of an ancient Divine Beast, and others said it was a Legacy left behind by a certain Great Emperor.

But there was one point everyone agreed on—it was precisely by relying on that supreme treasure that the Heavenly Sword Sect was able to leap from an unknown small Sect to become the hegemon of the Southern Region in just a few thousand years.

"Search!"

Shen Yuanshan's voice was low as his figure suddenly surged, moving rapidly through the Main Hall. His Divine Thought spread in all directions like a tide, not missing a single corner.

Shen Yuanhe was not to be outdone, his figure flickering as he searched every inch of the hall's ground meticulously.

Statues, offering tables, incense burners, murals, beams and pillars...

The two of them turned the entire hall upside down.

However—

There was nothing.

Aside from that statue and a few decayed furnishings, the entire hall was empty, without even a decent Magic Treasure.

"How can there be nothing?" Shen Yuanshan's brow furrowed. "This should be the Heavenly Sword Sect's Main Hall. How could it be empty? Could someone have beaten us to it?"

Shen Yuanhe shook his head. "Unlikely. Look at those Restrictions; they are perfectly intact, and the Guardian Puppets are still there. This shows we are the first group to enter."

"Then where is that thing? Where did it go?"

The two stood in the center of the hall, looking at each other, their hearts full of confusion.

Just then—

Boom!

A loud bang came from the hall entrance.

Two figures rushed in stumblingly; it was Zhao Hongfu and Chen Boyuan.

The two were in rags, covered in wounds, their faces pale and their auras unstable. Clearly, they had fought a bitter battle against those two Guardian Puppets outside.

"You two, you didn't act very honorably!" Zhao Hongfu panted, his eyes scanning the hall, filled with anger.

Chen Boyuan also walked in, his gaze falling on that statue, his pupils suddenly contracting.

"Heavenly Sword Sect?! These are the ruins of the Heavenly Sword Sect?!"

His voice was trembling, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Zhao Hongfu was also stunned, staring fixedly at the large characters beneath the statue, his mouth hanging open wide enough to fit an egg.

"Heavenly Sword Sect... that Heavenly Sword Sect from ten thousand years ago?!"

The two of them naturally knew the history of the Heavenly Sword Sect as well.

Shen Yuanshan's gaze swept over Zhao Hongfu and Chen Boyuan, his brow furrowing slightly.

Those two Guardian Puppets outside the hall had strength comparable to the Void Tempering Realm, and they were tireless and relentless. Even he would have to spend some effort to shake them off.

Zhao Hongfu and Chen Boyuan had only just broken through to the first layer of the Void Tempering Realm, their Foundations were shaky, and their auras were unstable. How did they break in so quickly?

As Zhao Hongfu came to his senses, his gaze scanned the hall, and his expression gradually turned ugly.

"Shen the Third, what treasures did you... obtain in this hall?"

Shen Yuanhe's face darkened. "Zhao Hongfu, what do you mean? We also just entered. This hall was empty to begin with; there's nothing here!"

"Is that so?" Zhao Hongfu said with a fake smile. "Then that's truly strange. In the ruins of the Heavenly Sword Sect, there isn't even a single decent item in the Main Hall? Who would believe that?"

"Believe it or not." Shen Yuanshan spoke indifferently, his tone carrying a hint of impatience. "Zhao Hongfu, if you think we took something, feel free to come up and search us. But let me say this first: if you find nothing, don't blame me for being impolite."

Zhao Hongfu's face stiffened.

He looked at Shen Yuanshan, then at Shen Yuanhe, weighing his options repeatedly in his heart. In the end, he didn't dare to make a move.

The second layer of the Void Tempering Realm was not someone to be trifled with.

"Brother Shen misunderstood, I didn't mean that." Zhao Hongfu gave a dry laugh and quickly waved his hands. "I just find it strange. The ruins of the Heavenly Sword Sect shouldn't be this shabby."

Chen Boyuan also nodded, his gaze falling on the walls around the hall as he looked around.

...

Meanwhile, in the Side Hall.

Shen Quan and Shen Chong stood before an ancient stone gate, both their faces carrying hints of excitement.

This stone gate was about ten feet high and five feet wide. Its surface was covered in dense runes, with a faint light flowing over it, emitting an ancient and weathered aura.

On either side of the stone gate was a small stone statue, about five feet tall, holding a long sword in a guard position.

But unlike those two Void Tempering Realm Guardian Puppets in the Main Hall, these two stone statues were not Guardian Puppets.

"Brother Quan, there must be good stuff inside here." Shen Chong said in a low voice, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

Shen Quan grinned and rolled up his sleeves. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's do it!"

Before his voice had even faded, he took a step forward and blasted a punch at the stone gate!

The Punch Wind howled, and a red-gold light flowed over his fist—it was precisely the residual power after refining the phoenix blood!

Boom!

The stone gate shook violently, the runes on its surface flashed frantically, and a powerful counter-force came from the gate, shaking Shen Quan back three steps.

"It's got some kick." Shen Quan shook his numbed arm, his eyes becoming even more excited instead.

He took a deep breath, the spiritual energy in his body surged wildly, and the power of his Acquired Treasure Body erupted in full force as he struck with both fists!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One punch after another, each one hitting solidly, slamming the stone gate until it trembled violently. The light of the runes on the surface grew dimmer and dimmer, and cracks began to appear.

Shen Chong was not idle either. He formed hand seals, and streaks of green spiritual energy surged from his palms, turning into vines as thin as hair that bored into the crevices of the stone gate.

That was the characteristic of the Azure Wood Precious Body—the ability to foster the growth of all things.

The vines grew and expanded wildly inside the stone gate, making the already crack-filled stone gate even more fragile.

Crack, crack, crack—

The sounds of shattering became more frequent and louder.

Finally—

Boom!

The stone gate exploded, turning into countless fragments that splattered in all directions!

Dust filled the air, and crushed stones flew everywhere.

Shen Quan and Shen Chong quickly retreated, and only after the dust settled did they see the scene behind the stone gate.

It was a small secret room, about thirty feet square. The surrounding walls were carved with array patterns, isolating the entire room from the outside world.

In the center of the secret room sat a stone table, and on the table were three items.

A Jade Slip, a jade bottle, and a long sword.

The Jade Slip was dark gold throughout, with a faint light flowing over its surface and runes faintly moving within it.

The jade bottle was translucent white, its body carved with fine runes, with spiritual light faintly showing through.

The long sword was about three feet long, its body a clear green-blue color. At the edge of the blade, frost flower patterns faintly flowed; the chill was restrained yet did not lose its sharpness.

"Good stuff!" Shen Quan's eyes lit up, and he stepped quickly to the stone table, reaching out to take the Jade Slip.

"Brother Quan, be careful!" Shen Chong pulled him back and pointed around the stone table. "There's a Restriction."

Shen Quan looked closely and only then discovered that around the stone table, there was a faint, transparent light shield enveloping the three items.

On the surface of the light shield, fine runes slowly flowed, emitting heart-palpitating fluctuations.

"This Restriction..." Shen Quan frowned slightly. He could feel that the defensive power of this light shield was not weak; it would take at least the power of the Dharma Image Realm to break it by force.

Although he was now at the sixth layer of the Soul Fire Realm, and with the tempering of the Acquired Treasure Body plus the phoenix blood, his strength far exceeded those of the same level, there was still a significant gap compared to the Dharma Image Realm.

"Young Master, let me do it."

Liu Xuzi's voice rang out in Shen Chong's mind, carrying a hint of pride.

The next moment, a streak of dark light surged from Shen Chong's Dantian, transforming into an illusory palm that lightly pressed against the light shield.

Buzz—

The light shield vibrated violently, the runes on its surface flashing frantically as if desperately resisting.

However, that illusory palm just gave a gentle press—

Crack.

The light shield shattered upon impact, dissipating into countless points of light.

Shen Quan's eyes widened as he stared at the slowly dissipating illusory palm, his face full of disbelief.

"This... what is this?"

Shen Chong gave a modest smile. "Just a small trick."

"A small trick?" Shen Quan swallowed hard. A strike comparable to the Dharma Image Realm—this kind of trick could save one's life at a critical moment!

His gaze swept back and forth over Shen Chong, his eyes full of envy.

But he didn't ask further; everyone has their own secrets.

"Brother Quan, let's put the things away first and look at them when we get back." Shen Chong reached out to pick up the three items on the table and handed them to Shen Quan.

Shen Quan took the Jade Slip and the jade bottle, then looked at the green-blue long sword, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

"This sword..."

He reached out and grasped the hilt; it felt cool to the touch, and a clear Sword Intent surged from the blade, passing through his arm and into his body.

That Sword Intent was sharp yet not overbearing; instead, it carried a hint of softness, making the spiritual energy in his body become a bit more active.

"Good sword!" Shen Quan praised, handing the long sword to Shen Chong. "You Cultivate the Azure Wood Precious Body, and your spiritual energy naturally contains vitality, which is very compatible with the attributes of this sword. You take it."

Shen Chong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head. "Brother Quan, this was discovered by you—"

"What's this 'discovered by you or me' stuff?" Shen Quan glared. "If it wasn't for you, I couldn't even break the Restriction, so where would these things come from? Take it! Don't be so formal!"

Shen Chong opened his mouth, wanting to say more, but Shen Quan shoved the sword into his arms.

"Alright, alright, stop dawdling. Let's go and see how Third Uncle and the others are doing over there."

Shen Chong looked down at the long sword in his arms, then at Shen Quan's carefree manner, and a wave of warmth surged in his heart.

"Thank you, Brother Quan."

"What's there to thank? We're family, no need for such talk." Shen Quan waved his hand and strode out of the secret room.

Just as the two stepped out of the secret room, they heard a cry of alarm from the direction of the Main Hall.

"Shen the Third! Hand over the supreme treasure of the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

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