Chapter 2821: Clan Members Searching for Treasure (No More Today)

The Shuixia Lock on Wang Ruyan's chest emitted a dazzling blue spiritual light, and a thick blue water screen materialized, shielding her entire body.

Yellow lightning struck the blue water screen, causing it to ripple slightly, but it remained completely unharmed.

Golden Python Immortal (Jinmang Zhenren) flipped his right hand. With a flash of blood-red light, a token as scarlet as blood appeared in his grasp, its front carved with a terrifying ghost face.

Jinmang Zhenren gently flicked his wrist, and the blood-red token flew from his hand, hovering in mid-air. He cast a spell, and the token gushed forth countless streams of foul-smelling, pungent blood. Shrill ghostly wails filled the air as the token pulsed with dazzling crimson light, transforming into a giant ghost several hundred zhang tall.

The giant ghost was entirely crimson, its body covered in blood-red bristles. It had a bull's head on a human body, complete with a pair of blood-red horns and a pair of blood-red bat wings on its back.

Its aura clearly indicated it was a ghost creature at the Integration stage.

The moment it appeared, the giant ghost let out a piercing wail as it roared skyward.

Guo Yulin and Liao Zhongyan felt dizzy and disoriented upon hearing the sound.

Jinmang Zhenren's face showed a triumphant expression. He had acquired this Blood Ghost Token from the Myriad Spirits Abyss; it sealed an Integration-stage ghost creature and served as his trump card. With this treasure, defeating Wang Ruyan would be no problem.

The bat wings on the giant ghost's back gently flapped, and it vanished, dissolving into a cloud of blood mist.

A foul, pungent scent of blood drifted over as the giant ghost suddenly appeared before Wang Ruyan, its crimson eyes fixed upon her.

The giant ghost opened its mouth and spat out a foul, blood-red flame directly at Wang Ruyan, while its two blood-red ghost claws struck down towards her head.

The ghost fire it unleashed could defile even Heaven-Tier spiritual treasures; ordinary artifacts that touched it would rapidly lose much of their spiritual energy.

A wave of blue sound, sweeping forward, collided with the blood-red flame, instantly dissipating.

Loud Sanskrit chants emanated from Wang Ruyan's body as a golden light flew from her sleeve, revealing a small, shimmering golden bell—the Heaven Buddha Bell.

The Heaven Buddha Bell instantly grew in size and floated above Wang Ruyan's head.

With continuous Sanskrit chants, the Heaven Buddha Bell emitted a golden Buddhist light, blocking the blood-red flame.

Upon hearing the Sanskrit sound, the giant ghost's features twisted as if it were enduring unbearable pain.

With a flash of golden light, the Heaven Buddha Bell suddenly appeared above the giant ghost's head and descended, covering it.

As the giant ghost prepared to cast a spell in defense, a woman's loud shout rang out, causing the ghost to become dizzy and disoriented. The Heaven Buddha Bell seized the opportunity, descending to pin it to the ground.

The Buddhist images on the Heaven Buddha Bell's surface seemed to come alive, chanting scriptures. The Sanskrit chants were incessant, faintly mixed with shrill ghostly wails, and the Heaven Buddha Bell continuously trembled.

Hearing the woman's loud shout, Jinmang Zhenren's brows slightly furrowed, feeling a touch of discomfort. As waves of blue sound swept over, one head of the giant python illusion quickly spat out golden flames to meet them.

A series of rumbling explosions erupted as the relentless blue sound waves shattered the golden flames. One head of the giant python illusion then spat out a stream of green iridescent light, attempting the same trick, but it was useless this time. The continuous blue sound waves shattered the green light and struck the giant python illusion itself.

The giant python illusion let out a tragic hiss and was shattered to pieces by the dense blue sound waves.

With his Dharma Idol shattered, Jinmang Zhenren spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood. Before he could even catch his breath, a blue flying sword, about a zhang long, shot directly towards his head.

Jinmang Zhenren's chest radiated a brilliant golden light, and a thick golden barrier materialized. Golden scales even began to grow on his arms and face.

The blue flying sword pierced directly through the golden barrier, causing Jinmang Zhenren to turn pale with alarm. He quickly crossed his arms, blocking forward to protect his head.

The blue flying sword struck his arm, and Jinmang Zhenren let out a pained cry, feeling unbearable agony. Some of his meridians and blood vessels had been severed.

Wang Ruyan's expression was cold as she prepared to unleash other divine abilities.

"Stop, Madam Wang, we surrender!"

Guo Yulin quickly interceded to stop Wang Ruyan, reasoning that even if the Wang family's juniors entered the secret realm to search for treasures, it didn't guarantee that all valuable items would fall into their hands.

Jinmang Zhenren quickly added, "Madam Wang's Daoist arts are profound; I admit defeat."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ruyan dispelled her Dharma Idol and put away her treasures.

Jinmang Zhenren made a hand seal, and the giant ghost transformed back into a blood-red token, its spiritual light dimmed, and it flew back into his sleeve, disappearing from sight.

Jinmang Zhenren took out a golden pill, swallowed it, and his eyes were filled with apprehension.

If this had been a fight to the death, Wang Ruyan might have killed him. He had never anticipated that she possessed Buddhist treasures, and of no low grade. Before this encounter, he had defeated numerous Integration-stage cultivators solely by relying on the Blood Ghost Token.

Guo Yulin and Liao Zhongyan accepted their defeat and raised no further objections.

After negotiation, a total of twenty-six Void Refining cultivators were dispatched to search for treasures. The Wang family sent eight members: Wang Qingxiao, Wang Liangyan, Wang Yingjie, Wang Lihe, Wang Mofei, Wang Xiangrong, Wang Chan (male), and Wang Chan (female). The Guo family also sent eight Void Refining cultivators, while the Liao family, backed by the Xuanqing Sect, sent ten.

Unlike a metal ore vein, the secret realm was difficult to distribute. The most valuable items were naturally the rare spiritual herbs, and it would be a matter of first come, first served, depending on who had the better luck.

Given that this secret realm was left by the Beiming family, there might even be unexpected additional gains.

Wang Changsheng instructed Wang Chan to bring the Twin-Eyed Rat along, as it was indispensable for treasure hunting and exploration. The rat could now speak human language, making communication much more convenient.

Wang Yidao was away from Green Lotus Island, and Wang Ruyan had not yet given him the Heavenly Gang Divine Thunder Talisman. For this particular treasure hunt, she entrusted the talisman to Wang Chan (female), hoping she wouldn't have to use it.

Liao Zhongyan also sent Ice Toad Immortal into the secret realm. The juniors would search for treasures inside, while the elders remained outside.

Wang Qingxiao and the others flew towards the green light portal and vanished within it.

Inside the secret realm lay a continuous expanse of lush green mountain ranges.

A ripple appeared in the air above a steep peak, and Wang Chan materialized, his spiritual sense fully extended.

The Twin-Eyed Rat crawled out from his sleeve and quickly scaled onto his shoulder.

Wang Chan took out a light green jade slip and placed it against his brow. The jade slip contained the so-called secret realm map that Wang Qingshan had acquired.

"How is it? Have you found anything?" the Twin-Eyed Rat said. "We need to get ahead of everyone else and find rare spiritual herbs or materials."

"This mountain range isn't on the map. Let's look elsewhere. Haven't you found any high-grade spiritual herbs?" Wang Chan asked.

"To the east, over five thousand li away, there's a spiritual herb more than ten thousand years old," the Twin-Eyed Rat said, its eyes glowing with dazzling yellow light.

Wang Chan nodded, then took out a shimmering spiritual disc. He cast a spell into it, but the disc showed no reaction. It was likely that the secret realm was either too vast or had special restrictions, preventing him from contacting other clan members.

In a hidden underground cave, deafening roars periodically echoed, shaking the ground and mountains.

Inside the cave, the ground and stone walls were entirely frozen, and the temperature had plummeted. Two giant yellow bears had been turned into massive ice sculptures. Ice Toad Immortal stood on the ground, his brows tightly furrowed.