"That’s really unfortunate."
Master Wu Xuan chuckled with a surface that seemed as calm as an ancient well, yet there was a hint of chilliness passing through the depths of his eyes.
Knowing that it was not wise to linger here, Elder Gui hurriedly led his people into the entrance of the ancient ruins.
"Young friend Ye Xuan, I shall take my leave first."
Master Wu Xuan gave a bow then also led the followers of Qingxu Palace into the entrance.
Ye Xuan, unconcerned about the others, waved his hand.
Having said that, the two of them also entered the ruins.
After passing through several corridors, an ancient and dilapidated hall appeared in front of Ye Xuan and his companion, filled with an aura of decay.
In this hall, there were only these three groups; after entering the hall, they looked at each other before continuing forward.
On both sides of the hall, there were stone statue puppets, looking vicious and evil, as if they came from the Netherworld, carrying a hint of malevolent aura.
"This is really not a good place."
Ye Xuan could keenly perceive the slight malevolent fluctuations; this place was probably not benign, containing unknown and ominous dangers.
Suddenly, as if Master Wu Xuan and others in front triggered some prohibition, the entire hall began to tremble, putting everyone on alert and ready.
However, the next moment, a surprising scene occurred, the stone statue puppets began spewing out spheres of light, which contained treasures and scrolls, the value of which could be discerned from the aura they emitted.
"That’s a scroll of Holy-grade Martial Arts..."
Among those dazzling spheres of light, one scroll was particularly conspicuous, almost discernible in grade and strength from the surface.
Ye Xuan didn’t rush to act, but Master Wu Xuan and Elder Gui’s groups couldn’t wait to collect the treasures from the spheres.
At this moment, a subtle fluctuation also emanated from those stone statue puppets.
Ye Xuan’s pupils constricted, and he stopped in his tracks.
At this moment, his gaze was closely watching those floating spheres of light in the mid-air of the hall; the surrounding light was already getting weaker.
And with that statement, the ten spheres of light suddenly shook violently and then burst into a dazzling intense light, and within this bright light, the treasures transformed into streaks of radiance, shooting out from inside the spheres!
As the treasures swept out, the entire hall immediately boiled!
Both Master Wu Xuan and Elder Gui had fiery looks in their eyes; the grades of these treasures were not low. If they could acquire them, it would significantly enhance the strength of the Three-eyed Ghost Clan, and for Qingxu Palace, Master Wu Xuan could use them to train more disciples.
However, at the same time, the stone sculptures surrounding the throne suddenly opened their tightly shut eyes that had been closed for countless years, and a dense killing intent spread instantly!
"These puppets are actually alive, everyone be careful."
Master Wu Xuan’s expression changed.
However, before they could prepare, the stone statues had already sprung into action, launching a ferocious attack on Master Wu Xuan and the strong members of the Three-eyed Ghost Clan.
Master Wu Xuan and Elder Gui, relying on their powerful strength, didn’t take these stone statues seriously. As soon as the statues approached, the two of them blasted them away.
However, these stone statues were made of a very hard material, and even the Fourth Grade Martial Saint cultivation of Master Wu Xuan and Elder Gui could not destroy them.
In the blink of an eye, several stone statues rushed towards Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan drew out the Rain Saint Sword, turned his wrist, and a swirl of the sword sent those puppets flying.
Although these stone statues possessed strength near the Saint Realm, they were obviously not enough in front of the current Ye Xuan.
"Don’t worry about these puppets, the item is deep inside this hall, let’s go!"
Ling Qianxue’s gaze shifted toward the depths of the hall, where she could feel the calling growing stronger.
Ye Xuan’s pupils slightly constricted, and then he swept his sword horizontally, deploying a Sword Array that enveloped them both, carving out a path for Ling Qianxue.
"Could these two youngsters have discovered something?"
Seeing the actions of Ye Xuan and Ling Qianxue, Master Wu Xuan and Elder Gui also looked suspicious. They too raised a light curtain and instructed others to block the stone statues while they advanced toward the depths of the hall.
The hall wasn’t actually very large; after just a few hundred meters, everyone could see at the end of the hall a throne, and on that throne, sat a figure—or more precisely, an ancient corpse that had fallen long ago.
This corpse had only dry bones left, yet the pressure emanating from it still carried a formidable deterrence, indicating that the owner of these bones must have been an incredibly powerful being in life, likely at least at the peak of Seventh Grade Martial Saint.
"A skeleton of at least a Seventh Grade Martial Saint. If it could be refined, one’s cultivation could advance by leaps and bounds."
Master Wu Xuan and Elder Gui, among others, showed a thick hint of greed on their faces.
A Saint’s skeleton was a treasure that could enhance cultivation. As reaching the Saint level involved condensing a Sacred Body using numerous heavenly and earthly treasures, a Saint’s remains, encapsulating such essences, would not decay even in death, retaining some of its energy.
Directly refining a Saint’s skeleton was even more convenient than using other heavenly and earthly treasures, which excited Master Wu Xuan and Elder Gui so much.
Elder Gui, the one with the least patience, also made the quickest move. Without any probing or prelude, he abruptly lunged forward, reaching out his hand towards the head of the Saint’s skeleton, trying to seize the entire corpse.
Master Wu Xuan naturally wouldn’t let Elder Gui gain the upper hand. He lunged forward urgently, blocking Elder Gui and also hastening towards the Saint’s skeleton.
Seeing this, Ye Xuan was also ready to make a move because this wasn’t an ordinary Saint’s skeleton; the bones of a Martial Saint above Seventh Grade contained terrifyingly potent energy.
Just as Ye Xuan was about to move, a jade hand tugged on his clothing—it was Ling Qianxue, who shook her head signaling him not to act rashly.