Chapter 1978 - 1961: Frenzied Scramble

Although it was affected by the battle between Xiao Ye and the Witch Saint, the entire Burial Artifact Continent still boasts vast mountain ranges and towering ancient tombs, resembling a gigantic weapons repository spreading out in view.

At the front of each tomb stands a tombstone, engraved with immortal words.

Martial artists from the three major camps simultaneously darted across the Burial Artifact Continent, carefully distinguishing them.

"Nine Heavens Star Fire Hammer: A weapon used by the Peak of Mortal World, accompanied me in battles across low-level planes."

"Extreme Wind Sky Saber: A weapon used by the Peak of Mortal World, shattered in the Mortal Rank Spirit Transformation battle."

"Seeking Dream Twin Shuttle: The first spiritual artifact I obtained after Spirit Transformation, impressively powerful, spread my name across various star domains."

"Qilin Spirit Stick: The spiritual artifact I seized from the Fire Qilin clan of the Three Thousand Great Realms upon my advancement to Heavenly Spirit Realm, crafted from the scales of a Fire Qilin, tremendously powerful, followed me to sweep through numerous foes."

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Xiao Ye released his spiritual sense, scanning the inscriptions on these tombstones, as if reviewing the entire life of the Slaughter Blood Saint.

"There are truly too many Mortal Rank and Spirit Rank weapons here."

"Among the Ten Thousand Clans of the Three Thousand Great Realms, beneath each Saint Rank expert’s feet must be piles of bones!" Xiao Ye was simultaneously shocked and filled with melancholy.

Such is the cruelty of the Three Thousand Great Realms.

Martial artists battling against heaven, against earth, against people.

To compete for cultivation resources, they can only engage in endless slaughter; either you kill others or others kill you, there’s no end.

The only constant companion around martial artists is not family or friends, but the weapon in their hand!

To achieve a Saint Transformation and become a Saint Rank expert, one must sweep aside obstacles along the path.

Although the Slaughter Blood Saint successfully transformed, the ultimate outcome was tragic, even affecting his kin after his death and destruction of Dao.

Xiao Ye traversed the Burial Artifact Continent, noticing that below laid exclusively Spirit Rank weapons.

The sight did not stir his interest, yet Nine Heavens and Ghost Fire could not resist the lure of the many spiritual artifacts below.

After respectfully saluting those tombs, they took action.

Boom!

Crash!

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Tomb after tomb burst open, weapons shimmering with cold light shot up into the sky from the tombs, being seized by Ghost Fire and Nine Heavens.

"Brother Xiao, if it weren’t for following you, this Burial Artifact Continent would never have been my opportunity." Both were extremely excited, selecting handy spiritual artifacts.

These were weapons used by a Saint Rank expert during battles, naturally not ordinary, mostly well-preserved, with bloodstains smeared and exuding overwhelming murderous intent.

"Although I’m not interested in these spiritual artifacts, I can select some to be used by the martial artists from True Spirit Continent in the future."

Seeing Nine Heavens and Ghost Fire so enthusiastically picking, Xiao Ye casually chose a few nice spiritual artifacts as well.

He also kept an eye on others.

At this time, the Sky Demon Clan experts were filled with vigilance against him, besides Mo Yue, they couldn’t resist blasting open tomb after tomb.

As for Yue Qianqiu and his five companions, they were utterly unmoved, flying alongside him towards the depths of the Burial Artifact Continent.

"Are they after the Saint-grade weapons, or do they know about the Yin Yang Fish too?" Xiao Ye’s eyes flashed with brilliance as he withdrew his gaze.

"According to Nine Heavens, he once saw the Yin Yang Fish on the Burial Artifact Continent, charging towards that direction." Xiao Ye’s eyes ignited with fervor at this moment.

This Burial Artifact Continent buried the weapons used by the Slaughter Blood Saint, they’ve already crossed the region of buried Mortal Rank weapons, arriving at the area of buried Spirit Rank weapons.

Then ahead might possibly be the region where Saint-grade weapons are buried.

In that region, spiritual sense cannot probe, directly getting repelled back, like a forbidden land.

"The Slaughter Blood Saint was a Saint Rank expert; they must have Saint-grade weapons!" Xiao Ye’s blood surged with excitement.

Aside from the Yin Yang Fish, the allure of Saint-grade weapons is equally fatal to him.

After all, even Jiang Kong’s Stone Sword, a Quasi-Saint Artifact, enabled him to slaughter his way through; how much more so a true Saint-grade weapon?

Bear in mind in the Three Thousand Great Realms, to maintain the balance of Spirit Rank, Saint-grade power cannot be rampant, likewise for Saint-grade weapons.

For instance, geniuses like the Son of Demon Emperor, Witch Saint of this species, do not wield Saint-grade weapons.

The value of a Saint-grade weapon is undoubtedly immeasurable.

"Currently, we might be at peace, but once we step into the burial region of Saint-grade weapons, this balance will surely be shattered." Xiao Ye inwardly sneered.

Sure enough, as everyone progressed, the tombs of buried Spirit Rank weapons below grew increasingly scarce, and simultaneously, the cosmic spiritual energy between heaven and earth became incomparably robust, with threads of holy might flowing through the void.

This caused everyone to involuntarily slow their steps, becoming mutually guarded.

"Will there be Saint-grade weapons buried ahead?"

Ghost Fire and Nine Heavens sensed the atmosphere of tension spreading, thus heightened their vigilance.

Soon, a vast plain emerged in everyone’s sight, resembling a Holy Land, with elusive sounds of the Holy Bell reverberating, extremely oppressive.

Throughout the plain, there still stood grand tombs, but their count was exceedingly sparse, merely ten, with each tomb being taller than those previously encountered.

Also, the inscriptions on the tombstones emanated overwhelming suppression.

"Heavenly Desolate Tripod: Quasi-Saint Weapon, fueled by spiritual power, can refine martial artists of various species, seizing their origin for personal use, enabling me to break from Semi-Saint to Quasi-Saint, ultimately achieving Saint Transformation, this tripod was indispensable!"

At this moment, everyone’s gaze fixed relentlessly on the nearest tombstone, the inscription upon which made their eyes red, and their breathing urgent.

"Quasi-Saint Weapon!"

"Such unstoppable power, possessing this tripod nearly equates to owning endless cosmic spiritual treasures, albeit a bit too ruthless, defying the natural order somewhat."

Xiao Ye was immensely shocked.

It appears that even if the items buried here aren’t Saint-grade weapons, they still must be Semi-Saint or Quasi-Saint weapons!

"This tripod is mine!"

At that instant, a domineering voice resonated, only to behold Mo Yue’s purple hair fluttering, eyes glowing with greed, attacking the tomb burying the Heavenly Desolate Tripod.

"Humph, Mo Yue, do you disregard us?"

At this moment, a martial artist stepped forward from beside Yue Qianqiu, as a crescent moon at his brow emitted a frigid lunar radiance, he darted forth as if through instant teleportation, striking against Mo Yue.

"Get lost!"

Mo Yue’s purple hair stood upright, the Demon Saber appeared in his hand, slashing forth.

As for the others, they couldn’t resist either, flying towards the remaining tombs.

The temporary balance among the three camps was utterly shattered, leading to a bloody slaughter.