Saint Emperor treasures were not ordinary items. Since he had seen them, he naturally had to take them.
With a thought, Wang He took out the treasure map.
With a swoosh, the bright moon was put into the treasure map.
After putting away the Dharma treasure, Wang He prepared to take Emperor Chang Sheng's corpse as well.
After all, this was the body of an experienced Saint Emperor. There were many secrets in his sea of consciousness.
If he could take it away and explore his sea of consciousness, he would benefit greatly.
However, when the moon-shaped magic treasure disappeared, Emperor Chang Sheng's skeleton immediately turned into dust and dissipated.
Seeing this, Wang He no longer paid attention to it and directly entered the treasure map.
There were many treasures in the treasure map, but the brightest one was Emperor Chang Sheng's crescent-shaped magic treasure.
Wang He raised his hand and grabbed the item.
Swoosh.
At this moment, a beam of light shot out from the bright moon and entered Wang He's mind.
In Wang He's hand was no longer a moon, but a semi-circular ring.
"This crescent ring contains half of Emperor Chang Sheng's lifetime worth of power.”
"No wonder. I kept feeling that something was strange.”
The moment the light beam entered Wang He's mind, he came to a realization.
At the same time, a hint of joy appeared on his face.
Emperor Chang Sheng was an old Saint Emperor. He was once a famous existence that could shake the stars and mountains. With a stomp of his foot, the world would shatter.
Now, half of Emperor Chang Sheng's cultivation had been given to Wang He, which meant that he had gained tens of thousands of years of cultivation in an instant.
While Wang He was rejoicing, a series of mysterious techniques appeared in his mind.
"Time law, a flick of the finger can make one grow old.”
"Break the curse…"
"The Art of Longevity is a supreme offensive technique. It is also a forbidden technique. It kills the enemy and takes the enemy's lifespan for your own use.”
The ancient emperors and emperors cultivated many spells and techniques. Their physical strength might not be as good as the current Saint Emperors, but their spells were indeed profound and profound.
Moreover, Emperor Chang Sheng had cultivated a forbidden technique that could take the lives of others for his own use.
However, for Wang He, this secret technique was not bad.
Stealing the enemy's lifespan was a very satisfying thing.
"He's actually about to break through. Not bad."
At this moment, Wang He sensed that he was about to make a breakthrough.
Even the greatest genius of all time needed three to five thousand years to break through from fifth level Saint Emperor to sixth level Saint Emperor.
However, he managed to break through within half a year. It had to be said that his luck and opportunities were extremely good. Yuan Tiandi could not compare to him.
Rumble! Thunder descended and lightning intersected. The heavenly tribulation came as it wished, and it directly smashed into the treasure map.
"Sword." Wang He waved his hand and held the Celestial Thearch Sword in his palm.
In the next moment, Wang He walked out of the treasure map with his hair dancing in the wind.
In the void outside the treasure map, a large amount of lightning struck like a storm, wanting to smash Wang He into pieces.
"Lightning Attracting Technique."
Wang He's Heavenly Emperor Sword suddenly pointed downwards, drawing large amounts of lightning towards the Ghost Clan's base.
He had once swallowed the inner core of a Leizhe beast and cultivated the Lightning Controlling Technique and Lightning Attracting Technique.
Even if it was a heavenly tribulation, it could also guide a portion of it.
Boom!
Immediately, a large amount of lightning struck down, shattering the layers of barriers set up by the ghost clan.
The lightning was fierce and wanted to kill Wang He.
But now, it was being used by Wang He to become a powerful force for him to attack the Ghost Clan.
The barrier set up by the ghost clan was indeed powerful, but it had been weakened after countless years. Now, it could not withstand the destruction of the high heavens 'lightning.
The formation and barrier shattered like a dream.
Wang He took this opportunity to fly down.
They descended at light speed.
He was domineering, and his black hair danced in the wind. There was a bolt of lightning chasing after his head, as if he was an ancient thunder god killing his enemies on the battlefield.
"Ding…Congratulations to the host for successfully breaking through.”
"Ding…congratulations to host for reaching level 6 Saint Emperor.”
Accompanied by the clear voice of the system, Wang He successfully broke through.
Above his head, the lightning instantly disappeared.
However, this was enough. He believed that with this heavenly tribulation sweeping through, the ghost clan would definitely suffer heavy casualties.
Yin!
After a day and a night of darkness, Wang He rode the nine dragons and finally arrived in front of an incomplete city.
The entire city looked ghastly. There were many corpses at the city gate. They were all charred black. It was obvious that they had been struck by lightning. Their limbs were incomplete, and it was impossible to tell if they were humans or ghosts.
Wang He took a closer look and saw a stone plaque on the city gate. On it were three words carved: Gate to Hell.
"The gods of the celestial heavens have all fallen. Could it be that the Black and White Ghosts of the Netherworld still exist?”Looking at the words 'Gate to Hell,' Wang He thought to himself.
Just as he was deep in thought, a cold light shot towards his throat.
This speed was simply indescribable. Even Netherworld would not be so fast.
"Slash!" Wang He flipped his palm and executed the Fire Sword Technique. The Celestial Thearch Sword was filled with killing intent as it slashed at the black shadow.
The fire word sword technique was extremely profound. The heavenly fire was boiling and could burn the entire world.
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