Chapter 1900 It''s Him
"Come on!"
one of the cultivators bellowed before he charged forward. The atmosphere was tense and excited and
all the people were antsy to get inside.
Rushing towards the gate, they pushed and squeezed through the entrance.
The moment the people entered the pce, they were stopped by a dim purple mist that was hovering
above the floor and seeping into the air. It didn''t appear dangerous so they walked into it.
Visibility was immediately decreased so much that they couldn''t see their hands in front of their faces.
They walked around with their arms outstretched, trying to avoid each other and the items and walls
within the pce. The use of their spiritual sense was also useless against the purple mist.
After walking through a couple rooms, the mist slightly lifted and they could see clearly again. The room
they had entered resembled arge, wide hallway. On every wall, there were shelves with weapons
and magical treasures disyed on them.
"Oh my God! It''s true! Look at the advanced magical treasures in here!"
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Within seconds, the cultivators who had made it through the mist charged at the shelves. There were
plenty of shelves there but they were all greedy and didn''t care to share with the people they had just
battled with.
While they scrambled for the items on the shelves, fights broke out among them. Blood spilled, teeth hit
the floor, and some of the shelves were broken in the chaos.
Even though they had fought side-by-side, they were aware the entire time that they would battle each
other for the treasures. The more battles they won, the more treasures they could im; it was a no-
brainer.
Boom!
The energy used in the fights sent waves through the air, rippling outwards and knocking other
cultivators off their feet. The room filled with the sound of screaming and anger.
Meanwhile, the strongest warriors ignored the advanced treasures and snuck into the depths of the
pce.
ording to several survivors who had once broken into the pce, the three ultimate magical
treasures were hidden at the depths of the pce.
The five puppets, who were at the Heavenly Grotto Realm, were normally guarding in the depths of the
pce, but when they had broken in, a distraction was put in ce and the five men chased after the
intruders.
Entering the pce, Austin dodged the battles and found the entrance to the depths of the pce.
His goal was only to get those few ultimate magical treasures.
Austin was moving towards the depths of the pce. On the way, he saw that the hall was very
spacious and that only a few strong warriors were rushing in.
Those weaker warriors knew it would be more practical for them to stay outside and rob some
advanced magical treasures.
Just then, a voice yelled at Austin and stopped him from moving forward.
"Wait a second! What are you doing down here? You''re only at the Minor-perfection Realm. You''re too
weak! Do you want to die?"
Austin snapped his head in the direction of the young man. He quickly used his spiritual sense and
determined the man was at the medium stage of Major-perfection Realm. He was more advanced than
Austin which only made Austin want to fight him more.
"Fuck off! I have just as much of a right to be here as you do!"
Austin snapped.
"Fuck! Go to hell!"
It was clear that the young man had a short temper because he immediately stepped back and shot a
white energy column at Austin. Austin jumped aside and looked back at the young man with rage
ingrained in his face.
The attack had been unfair and in rude. Austin had only nned to only maim the young man but
now he would have to kill him. He raised his hand and five streaks of sword aura with different colors
rushed towards the young man.
Meanwhile, he punched out his right hand and it instantly erged until it was asrge as the size of a
flood dragon. He wrapped it around the young man''s waist and squeezed him until he was crushed and
became a pile of powder.
The young man was killed before a scream could leave his lips.
As cruel as it was, Austin felt that he had deserved it. The young man had tried to bully someone
weaker than he was and that was evil in Austin''s mind.
Removing the thought of the man from his mind, Austin approached the most inner area of the hall with
the treasures in it.
As he got closer, he could clearly see the weapon shelf that held the three magic weapons.
"Wow! It''s the ultimate magical treasures!"
In front of the shelf, more than one hundred people were crowded. Some of them were young and
middle-aged but Austin could spot one old man with white hair among them. They were all staring up at
the treasures with eyes so wide that the treasures were reflecting in them.
They were so eager toy their hands on the treasures that strong auras were seeping from their
pores.
Their hearts were pounding and their breathing wasing out in loud pants.
Some of them had never seen such powerful items before. Even the super geniuses from the four
schools and the elite disciples from the ancient sects in the Middle Pilgrim Land were excited beyond
belief.
Whoosh!
While the rest of them were distracted, a man dashed at the treasures and stretched out his hand
towards the shelf.
Before his hand could reach any of them, the other people leaped forward and pushed him out of the
way. Hended on his shoulder and cried out in pain.
After that, a huge fight broke out in the room.
Every one of them was a strong cultivator and they would all dly fight to the death for the treasures.
Bang!
Amongst the battle, a light shed and colorful ribbon danced towards the treasures.
Bang!
Just as quickly, a golden halberd was thrown by the hand of a cultivator and energy surged from it,
making the entire room glow. It stabbed the ribbon and pegged it against the far wall.
Fizz. Fizz...
Over the heads of the people, two distinct ck and white airflows, like two flood dragons, intertwined
and flew at the three ultimate magical treasures.
Whoosh!
From the ceiling, a glowing, enormous moon lowered and caught the two airflows, engulfing them. The
room seemed to widen and people moved out of the way as the Holy Daughter of the Moon Pce
walked to the weapon shelf. She lifted her slender hand and grabbed for the three treasures.
However, before she could touch them, several bursts of vital energy caused her to duck and retreat.
The fight became more violent the longer it went on. The most powerful masters shed and fell,
getting back up and trying harder.
The young seemed to be as advanced as the old and soon they all became a sea of equals—none of
them getting any closer to the treasure.
At one point, the old man with white hair managed to get close enough to the shelf that he thought he
could grab a treasure, but he was knocked out of the way every time. The impossibleness of the
situation weighed on Austin but he remembered he had hidden skills that the rest wouldn''t seeing.
Standing at the back of the room, Austin pulled out his Pot of Chaos and tucked it under his arm.
He concentrated and erged his arms to the size of a flood dragon once again and then ran towards
the shelf with the pot in his right arm.
Bang! Bang!
The Pot of Chaos shook and roared wildly. Austin let go of it and it flung itself at two Major-perfection
Realm cultivators. In seconds, they were nothing but meat paste on the floor.
The other people near Austin were greatly frightened and backed against the walls.
The expressions that were on their faces meant that none of them had expected a cultivator at the
Minor-perfection Realm to be so strong.
"Get out of my way!" he ordered, causing the others to press further into the wall.
As he walked closer to the people, a frown overtook his face. He bared his teeth and took out the Sky-
devouring Gourd Cask from his Space Ring. Then, he shook the cask to his front.
Ssh!
Dark sea water emerged from it and spewed towards the warriors. They scattered but there weren''t a
lot of ces to hide in the room.
Screams of agony filled the room as
more than a dozen cultivators were touched by the sea water. They rolled on the ground and cried
miserably.
The power of the water from the Immortal Burial Sea was terrifying that even the masters at the
Heavenly Grotto Realm avoided it.
Austin watched with satisfaction on his face as a couple of cultivators melted into blood.
If only their hands or feet were sshed by the water, some of the stronger warriors gritted their teeth
and chopped them off. It was either that or immediate death.
Over half of the cultivators were dead or too hurt to fight him so the space in front of the treasures was
empty.
He had started to approach it when someone broke the silence.
"Stop! This is the seawater of the Immortal Burial Sea!
It''s you again!"
a man with a golden halberd in his hand snarled and stared coldly at Austin.
Austin recognized the man as the Holy Son of the Unworldly Sect.
"I won''t let you get away this time!"
he added, ring at Austin and clenching the halberd in his fist.
"Wait. Maynard, is this boy you mentioned to us? The one that stole the divine silkworm?"
a young man in grey said as he stared at Austin with great interest.
"Yes, it''s him.
He also took the divine wine from us,"
the Holy Son replied coldly.
"What? The divine silkworm is owned by this guy?!"
a strong master eximed in shock.
The atmosphere in the room had changed drastically. They were no longer afraid of Austin; they
wanted to kill him and take his treasures.