Chapter 325: Replica of the Monster Spirit Emperor (1/2)

Embroiled in a hell of endless corpses and blood, monster immortals whose cultivation was lower than Diexi’s, or who lacked unique protection methods or treasures, quickly lost themselves.

Meanwhile, Lu Yun and the rest rushed into the treasury.

The treasury of the Dragon Palace was a sizable minor world, not unlike the paradises and blessed lands in Xiankan. A great variety of exotic treasures, crystals, and ores littered the ground, surrounded by layers of defensive formations.

Nevertheless, most of the defensive mechanisms had been left by the ancient dragons. The formations and restrictions might as well not exist before Aoxue and Lu Yun.

Hands moving swiftly from seal to seal, Aoxue swiftly broke apart the draconic formations and restrictions, while Lu Yun tore down the formations set up by the monster spirit formation masters with the light of the Formation Orb.

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“Take everything, take all of it. Leave nothing behind!” The Deaf Prince removed the size manipulation talisman stuck to him and took out his World Chest. Great power surged from the treasure, sucking in everything around him with tremendous suction force.

The other troublemakers took out their World Chests as well and devoured the wealth around them, taking everything in sight. They didn’t even have time to check what they’d taken.

Lu Yun, Qing Han, and Aoxue didn’t linger in the outer vault.

There were a great number of treasures there, but the crystals, minerals, herbs, and spirit roots were nothing to write home about. A figure could still be put upon their value; it was just that there were so many of them that losing them all in one fell swoop would greatly hurt.

What Lu Yun wanted were the real, irreplaceable treasures deep within the vault.

The six troublemakers could guess at his plan, so they didn’t follow him into the inner vault. The treasures outside were nothing special, but they were a great fortune in the outside world. That was enough for them.

A gleaming bronze door stood between them and the inner vault, covered in reliefs of dragon patterns and radiating an ancient, desolate energy.

“Dammit, those blackwater worms have opened this vault already!” Aoxue’s expression darkened when she saw the door’s condition.

“Even better,” murmured Lu Yun. “The treasures inside might not be of any use to them, but they’ll certainly have added their own valuables—treasures accumulated by the North Sea monster spirits over tens of thousands of years!”

This inner vault was the safest of all places in the North Sea. If the monster spirits possessed any particularly valuable treasures, they’d surely be stored here. If it weren’t for Aoxue, the former princess of the North Sea dragons, being with the group, no one else would’ve been able to open the vault.

“Open!” Her hands quickly fluttered through eighteen hundred hand seals, commanding an answering rumble from the door.

“Wait, the restriction on the door has been changed!” Her face paled and a rivulet of blood streamed down the corner of her mouth. The door was guarded by a restriction, rather than a formation, and the North Sea Court had adjusted it, hurting Aoxue with the backlash.

“Die, remnants of the previous dynasty!” exclaimed a furious voice as a giant palm struck at Aoxue from overhead, bearing down with the power of an arcane dao immortal.

“The North Sea Emperor!” Lu Yun tensed at the sight.

Hum.

Next to him, Qing Han released a bolt of sparkling, cosmic light that brimmed with vitality to scatter the dao immortal’s aura.

Dong!

The sonorous tolling of a bell shattered the large hand. External appearance transformed, Xue Daozi walked out from thin air with the Arcane Golden Bell.

“It’s his replica!” He stared fixedly at a point in the air, pushing the bell in his hands to its limit.