Chapter 527 - 318: Blood Dragon Martial Saint, Celestial Treasure Golden Pouch, The Number of Ancient Ships

More than half of the Mongolian Dynasty’s national treasury must be inside.

Obtaining such a vast hoard of Heavenly and Earthly Treasures would make even a Sect Leader from the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands as ecstatic as Lu Mingyuan.

Thinking it over, Lu Mingyuan quickly understood. ’That Blood Dragon Martial Saint must have been guarding the treasury the entire time,’ he thought. ’Only when the Royal Capital’s outermost City Defense Array was breached did he hastily pack all the Heavenly and Earthly Treasures from the treasury into the Celestial Treasure Golden Pouch.’

’And that’s when I happened to barge into the treasury’s vicinity and run into him.’

Regardless, this was a massive haul. Setting aside the Heavenly and Earthly Treasures for a moment, the Celestial Treasure Golden Pouch itself was an ultimate treasure, capable of storing many things.

It was even more useful than one’s Acupoints.

At that moment, Sui Yuqing, her expression cool and aloof, reminded him, "The experts from the Demon Race have already broken into the Inner City. They should be reaching the base of Divine Fall Blood Mountain soon."

"When they arrive, are we still going to fight them for the Divine Stones?"

"That fast?"

Lu Mingyuan activated his Celestial Eye and looked out beyond the mountain. Sure enough, he saw the figures of several prodigious leaders of the Demon Race drawing ever closer to the Royal Palace’s Divine Fall Blood Mountain.

They stood atop a massive Flying Ship, charging at the very front, pushing straight through and crushing everything in their path.

Neither the city’s Arrays nor the experts on par with the Top Ten Throne Knights could stop their advance.

Wielding her Fierce Long Saber, Long Xuan was like a grim reaper. She first cut down a Throne Knight, then severely wounded a Beastman Grand General.

The soldiers of the Mongolian Dynasty were all so terrified that they fled at the mere sight of them.

From the direction of the mountaintop altar, the seven-colored mist erupted with increasing ferocity. The powerful shockwave caused a crack to form on the mountain-like body of the Ten-winged Fire Dragon Statue.

The crack grew larger and larger, soon exceeding three meters in width. If it continued to split, the mountain altar itself might be rent in two.

The luminous mist was guiding people toward the true location of the Ascension Platform.

"The Ascension Platform is about to emerge, and the final battle is imminent. Why don’t we just head directly to the Returning Ruins Silent Sea? Fighting the Demon Race again right now isn’t a good idea; it will probably waste a lot of time."

Sui Yuqing, who rarely involved herself in planning, was the one who took the initiative to say this to Lu Mingyuan.

"The Fairy is right. We’ve now obtained the Blood Dragon Martial Saint’s assets, which include a massive amount of Divine Stones. It should be enough to support our journey to the Returning Ruins Silent Sea."

Qi Muxue chimed in, agreeing emphatically.

Lu Mingyuan considered the two women’s idea and couldn’t help but nod.

Their entire purpose for going to the Royal Palace had been to plunder Divine Stones.

Now, the Divine Stones carried by the Blood Dragon Martial Saint were enough for them to explore the Returning Ruins Silent Sea.

The Throne Knights, Dragon Halberd and Gangzhu, had both disappeared from the Royal City. Apparently, the two of them had already gone ahead to the Returning Ruins Silent Sea.

There was no need to waste any more time in the Royal City.

"Alright."

Lu Mingyuan made a swift decision. "In that case, we’re off to the Returning Ruins Silent Sea!"

Several streaks of light shot away from the Royal City.

They took their army and left that place of conflict, heading for the shores of the Returning Ruins Silent Sea—the very same place Lu Mingyuan had first arrived.

However, many forces from various Dynasties soon appeared in Lu Mingyuan’s line of sight. Before them all lay a vast, boundless ocean with a calm surface and deep blue water.

Everyone had stopped at the shore, arguing about something.

The White Ape beneath Lu Mingyuan explained dutifully, "For ordinary Cultivators to cross the Returning Ruins Silent Sea without suffering Divine Punishment, they must ride an Ancient Ship of a Dynasty. The number of Ancient Ships must be too low, which is why they’re arguing."

"Can’t we just fly over?"

Lu Mingyuan asked.

The White Ape shook its head. "The sea is filled with the will of the great Divine Spirits. Trespassers will be doomed beyond salvation."

Lu Mingyuan gazed at the dense swarms of Immortal Evil Thoughts in the sky above, which had formed vast, dark clouds. A chill ran down his spine.

He even suspected that the master who designed this Grotto Heaven had deliberately forced them all here.

First the statue on the mountaintop altar, now this journey into the depths of the Returning Ruins Silent Sea—each step was a deathtrap. One moment of carelessness, and you would perish, your Dao erased.

’Can we really find the Ascension Platform just by following these clues?’

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