My Informative Cultivation Life

The Immortal Ranking geniuses from the Yaksha Clan and the Blood Clan, as well as Xing Xiong, had surprisingly joined forces.

While attacking the seal, they exchanged wary glances.

However, upon hearing the urgency from the Blood Clan genius, Xing Xiong immediately nodded and said, "Alright, let's go all out!"

Instantly, Supreme Divine Powers began to manifest in their hands, and three destructively potent auras peaked, slamming ferociously against the seal.

Bang!

An explosion rang out, the doors of the Secret Hall burst open, and immediately, waves of Immortal Light spilled out, radiant and dazzling.

The Secret Hall was not large, and the group could see from the outside that it contained four stone plinths, each engraved with array patterns.

Above each plinth shot up a three-foot beam of Immortal Light, where respectively floated a small cauldron engraved with numerous patterns of mountains and rivers, a glittering Treasure Gourd, a Longsword radiating a cold light, and a rusty Long Bow with a corroded Arrow.

"Haha, treasures, there really are treasures! Although this vast palace was largely shattered in the great battle of yesteryear, many Secret Halls have survived. It's evident that the battle was so fierce that there wasn't even time to tally the spoils of war," Xing Xiong laughed heartily and, turning into a streak of black light, charged inside.

The geniuses from the Yaksha Clan and Blood Clan were not far behind and rushed in as well.

"You're all courting death, I want to see who dares to touch my treasures!" Yang Ji, seeing the three rush in, felt his eyes turn red with rage.

"It's Yang Ji, that scourge, how did he find this place?" Xing Xiong's heart violently shook, and the geniuses from the Yaksha Clan and Blood Clan were no better off, their expressions changing drastically upon hearing his voice.

Quick, quick, quick, seize the treasures! Your next read awaits at empire

This anxious voice echoed simultaneously in the minds of the three.

For they knew that if the treasures fell into Yang Ji's hands, with their strength, they could only watch from afar with envy.

At that moment, all three became frantic, pushing their speeds to the limit, rushing towards the stone plinths to grab the treasures.

But just then, Yang Ji's Primordial Spirit vibrated, unleashing a Primordial Spirit Storm like a wild hurricane, sweeping through the Secret Hall and releasing the World Force from within his body without any reservation, restraining the fabric of time and space.

Already within and about to seize the treasures, the three's expressions changed drastically. They came to a halt, forced to use all their cunning to resist both the Primordial Spirit Storm and the World Force's restraint.

Yang Ji, arriving later but first to react, let out a roar of excitement and charged past the trio, reaching a stone plinth and taking down the Long Bow and Arrow.

In that brief moment, Xing Xiong and the others cooperated to break the restraint and, despite enduring the onslaught of the Primordial Spirit Storm, rushed to each plinth and seized a treasure.

"Hahaha, Yang Ji, you're truly laughable, you were given the chance but you failed to use it, actually choosing to pick up that broken bow and arrow first," Xing Xiong, while enduring the onslaught of the Primordial Spirit Storm and having successfully acquired the ancient cauldron, was bleeding from his seven orifices but laughed brilliantly, bursting with pride.

The geniuses from the Yaksha Clan and the Blood Clan respectively took the golden gourd and the Longsword, and they too broke into radiant smiles.

Looking at Yang Ji, they could not help but cast contemptuous glances, mocking him for failing to recognize true treasures.

Indeed, the Long Bow in Yang Ji's hands seemed as if it had endured endless years, utterly without luster and covered in rust spots, as if it would snap upon being drawn.

The Arrow was no different: its feathers were tattered, and the shaft was similarly rust-streaked, with some areas so decayed they seemed about to fall apart.

These items hardly looked like treasures; they more closely resembled scrap metal.

"What insight can you three frogs at the bottom of a well possibly have?" Yang Ji cast a glance at the three.

The trio moved incredibly fast and, having claimed their treasures, turned into streaks of light and retreated outside of the Secret Hall.

Perhaps relying on their invincible speed and assured escape route, or maybe because they deemed the opportunity to mock Yang Ji too good to miss, the three of them stood at the entrance and did not leave. Xing Xiong chuckled lowly, full of smugness, and began:

"Hey, Yang Ji, although I don't know the name of this ancient cauldron in my hands, it's filled with a profound force of mountains and rivers and can suppress heaven and earth; it is indeed a powerful Superior Dao Artifact. Once I refine it, I surely won't fear you."

"This golden gourd in my hand feels imbued with a strong spatial force, likely possessing containment capabilities and the power to seal away formidable foes. Could this be a replica of the 'Heaven-Devouring Gourd' from the legends of the Three Thousand Supreme Treasures?

Yang Ji, if I call you, would you dare to respond?" the genius from the Yaksha Clan, who had previously clashed with Yang Ji, was exceedingly arrogant.

"This Longsword exudes an icy cold aura and is incomparably sharp, likely possessing powerful abilities to freeze and shatter objects; it is also a powerful Superior Dao Artifact." The genius from the Blood Clan caressed the Longsword, his face full of smiles.

"All three of us have obtained Superior Dao Artifacts! Yang Ji, what powers does your broken bow have?" Xing Xiong asked derisively.

"Truly, they are all fine treasures!" Yang Ji looked at the "Mountains and Rivers Cauldron," "Gourd of Restraint," and "Cold Edge Sword" in the hands of the three, his eyes shining, but in the end, he tsked and shook his head, "Indeed, they are fine treasures, but compared to the bow and arrow in my hands, they are still lacking."

"Young man, I didn't expect you to be someone who recognizes the real deal! Those three fools are flaunting in front of you, but your Bow of Years is much better than theirs," suddenly, the voice from within the wooden box spoke, chuckling.

"Senior, your eyesight is not bad at all, worthy of an Immortal King, I'm impressed!" Yang Ji transmitted his laughter, "The Bow of Years and the Arrow of Years in my hands may also be merely Superior Dao Artifacts, but they touch upon the mysteries of time. One arrow can strip years off a person's life and hold boundless mystery and power. They are indeed top-tier among Supreme Treasures."