Chapter 1769: The True Identity of the Artifact Spirit

Lin Yang was covered in wounds, his face pale, and his left arm was gone. To pass the thirty-fifth floor, he had sacrificed an arm and lost two third-tier spirit beasts. However, relying on the spiritual treasure in his possession, he still managed to reach the thirty-sixth floor. If he could clear this level, he would obtain a supreme spiritual treasure. Gongsun Yang had placed high hopes on him, and Lin Yang was well aware of the significance of clearing the thirty-sixth floor: not only would he gain a supreme spiritual treasure, but he would also become the undisputed candidate for the next island master of Myriad Beast Island. Ripples appeared in the void, and Gongsun Yang emerged. The moment he appeared, he immediately cast a spell to attack Lin Yang.

Outside the Immortal Suppressing Pagoda, Gongsun Yang frowned deeply. Based on the time estimation, the cultivator who reached the thirty-sixth floor was most likely his grand-disciple, Lin Yang. He hadn't truly expected a junior to clear the thirty-sixth floor; he himself had nearly lost his life trying to pass it years ago. However, everyone made their own choices. Since Lin Yang chose to attempt the thirty-sixth floor, success would naturally be excellent, but failure would inevitably lead to his demise. Wang Changsheng kept his eyes fixed on the Immortal Suppressing Pagoda, his gaze solemn. His task for Wang Jiyun was to pass the thirty-fifth floor and then report back. He needed to understand the artifact spirit's attitude; if surrendering multiple spiritual treasures could exchange for a supreme spiritual treasure, Wang Changsheng wouldn't mind offering several. He frowned again and said, looking northwest, "Someone is coming. It seems to be Fairy Liu from the Myriad Swords Sect." Gongsun Yang and Meng Tianzheng fully extended their divine senses but found nothing unusual. After a while, their divine senses detected a powerful aura. A hint of surprise simultaneously flickered in their eyes; it seemed Wang Changsheng's divine sense was far superior to theirs. Ten breaths later, a hazy blue sword light appeared on the distant horizon. Soon, the blue sword light stopped near the Immortal Suppressing Pagoda, revealing a team of Myriad Swords Sect disciples standing on it, led by Liu Ruyi.

Wang Changsheng frowned slightly. The emergence of the Immortal Suppressing Pagoda, with Divine Transformation Realm cultivators from Myriad Beast Island and the Myriad Swords Sect personally leading teams, showed how much they valued it. However, this wasn't good for the defense of the South Sea cultivation world. If the remnants of the Tianlan Sect were to cause trouble amidst the chaos, it would undoubtedly lead to significant problems. "Fairy Liu, I didn't expect you to lead the team personally this time," Gongsun Yang said, his tone surprised. It seemed the Myriad Swords Sect also placed great importance on the Immortal Suppressing Pagoda. However, in over ten thousand years, only Gongsun Yang and Zhou Sihong's clone had cleared the thirty-sixth floor. He wondered if a third person would succeed this time. "Fellow Daoist Gongsun obtained a supreme spiritual treasure last time, and our Myriad Swords Sect would also like to try," Liu Ruyi chuckled softly. The realm war was too brutal; if she could acquire a supreme spiritual treasure, her strength would be greatly enhanced. "Go ahead and attempt the challenge!" Liu Ruyi instructed the Myriad Swords Sect disciples behind her. "Yes, Grand-Patriarch!" eighteen Myriad Swords Sect disciples responded in unison, each taking out their Immortal Suppressing Token. A dazzling spiritual light illuminated, engulfing their figures. The number of Sea Suppressing Tokens reflected the power of the major forces in the South Sea cultivation world. The Myriad Swords Sect, capable of contending with the Sun-Moon Palace, possessed eighteen Sea Suppressing Tokens, Myriad Beast Island had fifteen, and the Wang family only had nine. Wang Changsheng, Liu Ruyi, Gongsun Yang, and Meng Tianzheng gathered on a steep mountain peak, while other cultivators kept their distance. "Fairy Liu, with so many of us gathered in the Coral Sea, wouldn't it be a huge problem if the Tianlan Sect remnants seized the opportunity to cause trouble?" Wang Changsheng asked with a frown. "Don't worry! All major sea areas are under strict patrol now. Fellow Daoist Sun and the others are keeping a close watch! Should any Divine Transformation Realm cultivators from the Tianlan Sect make a move, we'll arrive at the fastest speed. Unless they wish to die, appearing now would be courting disaster," Liu Ruyi said confidently. Jiaolin had consistently dispatched sea creatures to monitor the underwater situation, guaranteeing that any Divine Transformation Realm cultivators from the Tianlan Sect who dared show themselves would never return. Putting herself in their shoes, Liu Ruyi believed that if she were a Tianlan Sect Divine Transformation Realm cultivator, she would absolutely not cause trouble at this time. "Indeed! Patrol mechanisms have been established in all major sea areas. We'll quickly know if there's any disturbance," Gongsun Yang echoed.

"Oh, someone passed the thirty-sixth floor of the Immortal Suppressing Pagoda?" Meng Tianzheng suddenly asked, a hint of confusion in his tone. Wang Changsheng looked towards the Immortal Suppressing Pagoda and clearly saw the spiritual light on its thirty-sixth floor dimming. On the thirty-sixth floor of the Immortal Suppressing Pagoda, Lin Yang lay in a pool of blood, his body dismembered, his face filled with unwillingness, and his spiritual treasure lying on the ground. A golden light illuminated the void, and the artifact spirit emerged. "Did he think having one spiritual treasure would be enough to pass the thirty-sixth floor? If that were the case, I wouldn't have enough supreme spiritual treasures even if I refined countless more," the artifact spirit muttered to itself, collecting Lin Yang's belongings. Golden light glowed on the artifact spirit's body, then suddenly transformed into specks of golden light and vanished. She reappeared on the thirty-fifth floor, where a handsome young man in a green robe lay on the ground, his chest caved in with a distinct fist print. "The Azure Lotus Immortal Couple... the Ocean Suppressing Palace might have been established by ancestors of the Ocean Suppressing Sect. I wonder what Old Monster Yang's expression would be if he knew a sect from the lower realm had developed the Ocean Suppressing Palace's combined attack technique. Tens of thousands of years have passed; if Old Monster Yang didn't perish under the Great Heavenly Tribulation, his cultivation must have advanced further!" the artifact spirit murmured to herself. From her words, she seemed to know cultivators from the Ocean Suppressing Palace. On the thirty-fourth floor, Wang Youwei slumped to the ground, covered in bloodstains, his face pale. Not far away lay two broken third-tier puppet beasts. If not for his Core Formation stage talisman soldiers and third-tier puppet beasts, he would have found it very difficult to pass this level. This also made him realize that the thirty-fifth level would be even harder. After much consideration, Wang Youwei decided not to continue the challenge; one should act according to one's capabilities. He stood up and walked towards a golden jade table. There were no spiritual treasures, but there were spiritual items for forming a Nascent Soul. Wang Youwei chose a Nascent Soul forming spiritual item, a drop of One-Yuan Heavy Water, and a set of command flag magic treasures. It wasn't a wasted trip after all. After collecting his belongings, Wang Youwei felt a tremendous force strike him, pushing him into the void. Everything went black. When he regained his senses, he was above a desolate island. In the distance, a massive green lotus glowed high in the sky. He transformed into a streak of light and flew towards the northwest, moving exceptionally fast. No sooner had Wang Youwei left than Wang Jiyun appeared on the thirty-fourth floor. Wang Jiyun's face was slightly pale, indicating a significant consumption of spiritual power. Her ability to reach this point was not only due to her own exceptional strength but also the considerable help from her puppet beasts and talisman soldiers. Ripples disturbed the void, and Zhou Yunxiao appeared. An ear-piercing clang of a blade resounded, and an incredibly sharp red blade energy swept forth, instantly reaching Wang Jiyun. Wang Jiyun reacted swiftly, quickly summoning her flying sword to block. The blade and sword clashed, sending sparks flying.