"Phew…I've finally finished eliminating all of these man-eating ants.”
Fang Xiaolong stood on the flying sword and looked at the basin below the stone bridge. Pitch-black flames were burning everywhere. These blood-red Man-eating Ants, which were the size of a soldier ball, were turned into ashes under the high temperature of the hellfire.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing a Mutated Man-eating Ant. You have received 5 paywall points and 10,000 dollars randomly dropped.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing more than 100,000 Mutated Man-Eating Ants. A Nascent Soul Pill will be randomly dropped.
Ding! Nascent Soul Pill: When a cultivator breaks through from the Aurous Core Stage to the Nascent Soul Stage, they have to go through the first 39 Heavenly Tribulations to break their core and form their Nascent Soul. After eating the Nascent Soul Pill, the host will have a 75% success rate of passing the Heavenly Tribulation.
"Oh, so that's what happened." Fang Xiaolong stood on the flying sword and couldn't help but nod in realization. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
To cultivators, money was just a worldly possession.
Taoist priests not only cultivated, but also cultivated their hearts. The state of mind was very important. If one's state of mind could not keep up, one would easily go berserk.
Fang Xiaolong used his mind to control the flying sword, which flew over the stone bridge and arrived at the opposite shore.
"Retract!" Fang Xiaolong put his right index finger and middle finger together and pointed at it.
The flying sword suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, and returned to Fang Xiaolong's dantian.
Stomp ~!
Fang Xiaolong landed steadily on the ground and raised his head to look at the octagonal coffin floating in the air. He was very cautious.
Fang Xiaolong thought about it and decided to use guns to test the waters from afar.
Therefore, he took out a crooked machine gun from his black technology warehouse, opened the safety, and squatted on the ground. He aimed at the coffin lid and pressed the trigger.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Chi chi chi!
In an instant, seven to eight bullets flew out of the barrel as fast as lightning and accurately hit the coffin lid.
Crack! The coffin lid fell from the sky and landed on the ground.
Boom! A stone slab began to cave in below the mysterious coffin.
Fang Xiaolong didn't hesitate and quickly kept the crooked machine gun back into his black technology warehouse.
"The sharp edges of the diamond appear." For safety's sake, Fang Xiaolong decided to ride the flying sword. Summoning the flying sword to make it bigger, he jumped with both feet and steadily stepped on the broad sword.
Under Fang Xiaolong's control, the flying sword swiftly flew into the air and left the ground.
At this moment, the mysterious octagonal coffin slowly descended from the floating air and finally landed on the sunken stone slab. The two of them fit perfectly.
In an instant, the inside of the coffin emitted a magical and beautiful purple light.
Small characters appeared out of thin air above the octagonal coffin, forming eight sentences.
"I'm the Upper World's Purple Gold Immortal Emperor. When I was transcending my tribulation, I was ambushed by a small fry. He had been severely injured and had come here through the void. He had wanted to recuperate, but he did not expect the spiritual energy to be thin.”
"Helpless, I was disheartened and exhausted all my cultivation to create this mystic realm. Before he died, he left a trace of incense for my bloodline. I hope that the fated person in the future will inherit my bloodline.”
Fang Xiaolong flew on his sword and looked at Xiaojie in front of him as he read it out word by word.
"Immortal Emperor? Oh my god, no wonder…this is a mystic realm.”Fang Xiaolong's brows relaxed, and he couldn't help but realize.
Ding! [The System has detected the existence of an immortal cauldron.]
Ding! The spirit of the Celestial Artifact Cauldron had already dissipated and became an ownerless object. The host can use his blood essence to drip on the Celestial Cauldron. It can barely be used as a defensive method to resist the full-strength attack of a 1st tribulation loose immortal.
"System, do you mean that…after dripping blood, it can't be considered as acknowledging a master?”Fang Xiaolong was keenly aware of the crux of this sentence.
Ding! That's right. The host's realm is too low. If the user forcefully uses an immortal artifact as an offensive magic treasure, there is an 88.2% chance of suffering a backlash.
F * ck! This is not to say that I overestimate myself.
The corner of Fang Xiaolong's mouth twitched. He controlled his flying sword and flew directly above the octagonal coffin.
Inside the coffin was a ghastly white skeleton. This was Immortal Emperor Zi Jin's skeleton. There was a purple-gold bronze cauldron beside his skeleton.
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