Chapter 521 - 316: Charging into the Cold Abyss! Roasting the Remnants of the Imperial Ancestor’s Soul! (Part 2)

Among them were not only third-class and fourth-class Profound Treasures comparable to the Clan Treasure and Sect Treasure, but also second-class Profound Treasures.

Above second-class Profound Treasures, there was nothing found, whether Yan Huan didn’t carry it with him or it wasn’t part of the Yan Imperial Mausoleum’s relics is unknown.

However, thinking about it, the latter is more likely.

It’s impossible for Yan Huan to have taken a bunch of Low-Tier Treasures without taking High-Tier Treasures; the most reasonable explanation is that there were none in the relics.

A thousand years ago, Great Qin destroyed Great Yan, and the valuable treasures were probably all taken by Great Qin.

The so-called imperial mausoleum relics in this place probably derive their value not from the tier of treasures but from their quantity.

Chu Ming’s heart stirred slightly, and an ice-colored large bow appeared.

This bow is the only second-class Profound Treasure in the Storage Space.

Infused with Qi and Blood, the string is drawn, and the sound of a dragon’s roar seems to emerge from the string.

Roar!

Qi Blood transforms into arrows, ready to be launched.

In an instant, the arrows exude an oppressive presence.

"The Qi Blood consumption is too high."

The bowstring slackened, but Chu Ming didn’t release the arrow.

Just one arrow consumed thirty percent of his Qi and Blood Power.

No wonder Yan Huan hadn’t used it; with his Qi and Blood Power, he couldn’t muster enough for even one arrow.

"Ice Crystal Dragon Roar Bow..."

Chu Ming glanced at the small characters etched on the ice bow, his eyes flashing with disappointment.

The power of a single arrow from this ice bow does not lose to the Dragon-slaying Golden Light Saber, perhaps even stronger, but it’s not as handy as the latter.

Thirty percent Qi and Blood Power for just one arrow; not worth it unless necessary.

Retreating the ice bow, Chu Ming ceased to inspect the treasures within the jade ring.

Though numerous, these treasures only add brilliance to his purpose here; his true aim is not these treasures, but the Mountain and Sea Great Wilderness Scripture·Sea Scripture.

Within the jade ring space, there is no Sea Scripture Fragment.

A few steps out, two deep pits ahead could be seen, stained with traces of blood.

Pang Star and Pang Quan, Bone Marrow Cleansing Realm experts of the North Snow Army, have fled.

Chu Ming gazed toward the Cold Abyss ahead, his pupils turning icy.

The two cannot escape.

Whoosh!

The Elemental Shield Shuttle soared out, enveloping his body, and Chu Ming’s steps lifted off the ground, flying into the Cold Abyss.

Chasing along Yanhan Bridge, within three hundred meters, a silhouette was spotted on the bridge.

At this moment.

Pang Star and Pang Quan were wrapped in red light, evading at a speed beyond the naked eye’s capture.

Just as Chu Ming intended to act, he suddenly paused because he saw.

Below the Cold Abyss, amid the black mist, two shadows were enlarging at high speed, in an instant reaching the scale of mountains.

"Hurry! Hurry!"

"The Giant Spirit Yan Jin Guard is out!"

Pang Star and Pang Quan, reckless and indiscriminate, burned their Qi Blood, their speed abruptly surging.

Nevertheless.

Their excessive losses from breaking through Yanhan Bridge and being bombarded twice by the Mountain-shaking Beads meant even burning Qi Blood could only unleash half of their peak speed.

Roar...

The Giant Spirit Yan Jin Guard pierced through the black mist, a titanic hand reaching out, reducing Pang Star and Pang Quan to ants beneath its grasp.

Chu Ming watched from above, seeing more clearly.

Those were two humanoid giants akin to massive palaces, half ice-colored, half gold-colored; merely one hand was as large as a mansion.

With the evasion speed of those North Snow Army members, escaping those four colossal hands was near impossible.

Rumble...

Wailing...

The Cold Abyss trembled, black mist surged, as if howling like ghosts and wolves.

Unmistakably, they were about to lose their lives here.

In the nick of time.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Primordial Artifacts burst forth, blasting at the two giants.

Chu Ming intervened, not to save their lives, but to prevent them from falling into the Cold Abyss.

The treasures on them seemed substantial; falling into the Cold Abyss would be hard to retrieve.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As the Primordial Artifacts hit the giant’s hand, Chu Ming’s form turned illusionary, rushing onto the Cold Bridge.

At the moment he stepped onto the bridge, deep within the Cold Abyss, a pair of eyes suddenly opened.

"Such a young body..."

"..."

On the Cold Bridge.

"You?!"

Pang Star’s pupils constricted, followed by rapid enlargement as a gold saber flashed in his eyes, it was Chu Ming’s Dragon-slaying Golden Light Saber.

Swish!

One slash, killing him instantly.

"Brother!" Pang Quan thundered furiously, "Die!"

Swish!

Another slash, Pang Quan dead.

The decisiveness of their demise happened in mere moments; Chu Ming waved his hand to collect their bodies, ready to soar away.

But at this moment.

Roar...

Rumble...

The speed at which the two Giant Spirit Yan Jin Guard’s hands descended surged in anger from the recent Primordial Artifact attack.

Four massive hands sealed the entire space from every angle.

Chu Ming’s heartbeat quickened, instantly unleashing all defensive and offensive measures.

Bang!

Yanhan Bridge shattered, black mist lost containment, gushing forth.

In that instant, the subterranean space distinguished no longer between inside and outside the Cold Abyss, everywhere was enveloped in black mist.

Time and space froze, pitch black.

Faintly, the gigantic silhouettes of two Giant Spirit Yan Jin Guards could be seen.

One of the Giant Spirit Yan Jin Guards clenched its colossal hand tight, as if holding some rare treasure.

But the next moment.

The Giant Spirit Yan Jin Guard’s tightly clenched hand was riddled with cracks, golden light bursting through the fissures.

Bang!

The Giant Spirit Yan Jin Guard’s hand exploded.

Golden light shone through the black mist.

Within the golden light, Chu Ming stood suspended, his face somewhat pale, but his eyes exceptionally fierce.

The Dragon-slaying Golden Light Saber together with the Sword Qi within the Gold Plate, the Elemental Extreme Cold Ice Soul Saber, and the Mountain-shaking Bead granted him the means to shatter the restrictive hand.

Rumble!

The handless Giant Spirit Yan Jin Guard thunderously collapsed.

Rumble...

The other Giant Spirit Yan Jin Guard advanced again like a mountain.

Bang!

One saber strike, Chu Ming’s figure rapidly maneuvered, evading the attack.

These giants were too sturdy; even at full power, it was difficult to harm them, but it wasn’t necessary since the treasures of the North Snow Army’s two experts were already secured.

Relying on the Elemental Shield Shuttle, Chu Ming accelerated, attempting to escape the black mist’s range.