Chapter 3561: 3542 Treasures

The Obscure Mountains were the ancestral land of the Obscure Clan.

A shapely young woman in a golden dress and a corpulent old man in a red robe were seated in a blue stone pavilion, conversing.

"We captured some cultivators from the Profound Sun Realm and performed soul-searching on them. They couldn't contact Chen Yueying or Wang Qingshan, nor did they know their meeting point," the red-robed old man said with a frown. This was Tong Feng, an early-stage Mahayana cultivator.

"They couldn't have escaped into the Heavenly Rainbow Grotto-heaven and taken that treasure, could they?" the young woman in the golden dress said, a hint of worry in her voice as she thought of something. This was Jin Yao, a mid-stage Mahayana cultivator.

"They don't possess any defensive Profound Heaven relics. How could they easily take that treasure? If we didn't only have auxiliary Profound Heaven Treasures ourselves, we would have already claimed it," Tong Feng dismissed the idea.

Jin Yao nodded, "That's true. The Myriad Obscurity Disk was destroyed in that great catastrophe, but at least those mutated Spirit-Devouring Insects were dealt with." Over a hundred thousand years ago, mutated eighth-order Spirit-Devouring Insects with immense divine abilities appeared in the Heavenly Dome Realm, killing many cultivators. The Tang Clan's Mahayana cultivators mobilized a large number of Mahayana cultivators to fight the Spirit-Devouring Insects. The Obscure Clan also participated, and their clan's most precious treasure, the Myriad Obscurity Disk, was destroyed in the process.

"Indeed! That mother insect back then could actually withstand the attacks of a Profound Heaven Treasure. Fortunately, the Tang Clan's most prized treasure, the Soul Extinguishing Disk, specializes in harming souls, which allowed us to kill the mother insect. Some Spirit-Devouring Insects managed to survive, but they pose no threat. It's already difficult for demonic insects to mutate, and it's even harder for their offspring to inherit the mother insect's divine abilities. Moreover, the Tang Clan has sealed off the Spirit-Devouring Insects' lair and stationed Mahayana cultivators to guard it, so there shouldn't be any issues." Tong Feng's expression grew serious as he finished speaking.

"That treasure might even evolve into a Profound Heaven Treasure. I wonder who set up the formation there to cultivate it. Could it be the Fiery Sun Clan?" Jin Yao's face was full of curiosity.

"It's not that easy to evolve into a Profound Heaven Treasure, but its power is indeed much stronger than ordinary Profound Heaven relics." Tong Feng dismissed the idea. He took out a light-gold magical disk, chanted an incantation, and frowned. "Ye Yunfei's whereabouts have been discovered. Let's go, quickly catch up and try to eliminate him."

They left the estate, intending to encircle and eliminate Ye Yunfei.

In the Heavenly Rainbow Grotto-heaven, Wang Qingshan and Chen Yueying stood in an open area, gazing at a colossal peak in the distance. The mountain was enveloped in white mist from the half-way mark upwards, obscuring the view of what lay within. Below the halfway point, many flying swords were stuck into the ground. Some were heavily rusted, some were just hilts, and others only had their blades. They had taken a long detour and finally managed to reach this spot. Wang Lihe and others waited in the distance. Their vital flying swords became uncontrollable if they got too close.

The sword case on Wang Qingshan's back trembled slightly, emitting sharp sword cries.

"A sword mound?" Chen Yueying's expression was solemn. The Zhenhai Palace also cultivated sword cultivators, but with little success, yielding no promising talents.

Wang Qingshan could feel his vital flying sword yearning to leave its scabbard and fly towards the colossal peak. This was the first time he had experienced such a sensation.

Wang Qingshan raised his right hand, and a yellow-glowing talisman flew out. Its surface bore a miniature human figure pattern; it was a talisman-soldier. He cast an incantation, and the yellow talisman burst with dazzling yellow light, transforming into a burly man in yellow robes, his body shimmering with runes.

The yellow-robed man strode forward. As he ascended the colossal peak, a vast wave of sharp sword qi swept towards him, striking at him. The runes on the yellow-robed man's body flared brightly, and a thick yellow battle armor materialized, protecting his entire body. Simultaneously, the ground turned from earth to sand, and countless yellow grains of sand flew up, forming yellow sand blades to counter the sword qi. A thunderous roar erupted as the yellow sand blades were shattered by the sword qi. The sword qi struck the yellow battle armor, leaving a shallow gash on its surface. However, the yellow battle armor soon glowed with a dazzling yellow light, and the gash disappeared.

The yellow-robed man continued walking up the mountain. More and more sword qi assailed him, each attack growing stronger. The flying swords stuck in the ground trembled continuously.

When he reached the halfway point, a piercing whoosh tore through the air, ripping open space. A fierce green sword light shot out from the white mist, instantly appearing before the yellow-robed man. The yellow-robed man formed a hand seal, and a several-hundred-foot-tall yellow earthen wall materialized in front of him, blocking the attack. With a muffled thud, the yellow earthen wall split in two. The green sword light struck the yellow battle armor, splitting it in half, and the yellow-robed man himself was also sliced into two. After the runes on the yellow-robed man's body flared brightly, his wounds healed, and he quickly retreated down the mountain.

"Interesting!" Wang Qingshan's interest was piqued. He strode towards the colossal peak, and Chen Yueying followed.

They easily reached the halfway point. Two ethereal green sky-piercing sword lights shot out from the white mist, instantly appearing before them. Chen Yueying's body radiated a brilliant yellow light, and a colossal yellow barrier of light materialized, enveloping both her and Wang Qingshan. It was the Pure Earth Divine Radiance. The two green sword lights struck the yellow barrier, producing two muffled thuds, but the yellow barrier remained unmoving.

Wang Qingshan's expression was somewhat strange. Chen Yueying asked, puzzled, "What's wrong? Fellow Daoist Wang, have you discovered something?" After spending some time together, Chen Yueying had realized that Wang Qingshan's divine sense was exceptionally powerful, though there were significant restrictions on divine sense in this place.

"It seems there's some strange and exotic metal or stone!" Wang Qingshan's expression was grave. His stone golem seemed agitated, eager to emerge. There must be a very precious exotic metal or stone on the mountain, even more valuable than the Soul-Suppressing Stone.

"Strange and exotic metal or stone? How do you know?" Chen Yueying was slightly stunned. She tried to use her divine sense to probe, but it was blocked by a mysterious force, clearly a divine sense restriction. Could Wang Qingshan's divine sense be powerful enough to ignore such restrictions?

"Just a hunch!" Wang Qingshan did not elaborate, stepping forward and continuing up the mountain. Chen Yueying followed.

Passing through the white mist, Chen Yueying gasped. The entire mountain was covered with flying swords, no less than a hundred thousand of them. Most of these swords were severely damaged; not a single one was intact. The flying swords began to tremble slightly, emitting waves of sword cries. At that moment, Chen Yueying felt as if she was facing not a hundred thousand flying swords, but a hundred thousand cultivators. The entire peak began to shake, and the sword cries grew louder and louder.

Ethereal green flying swords, over a hundred thousand in number, emerged around Wang Qingshan, protecting him.

Wang Qingshan strode forward. A ten-thousand-foot-long green sword light swept down from the mountaintop, heading straight for him. He formed a sword incantation, and over a hundred thousand green flying swords surged forth, shattering the incoming green sword light. However, almost immediately, an even larger green sword light shot out from the mountaintop, striking at Wang Qingshan once more. Over a hundred thousand green flying swords surrounded Wang Qingshan, breaking apart the incoming green sword light and protecting him as he ascended the mountain.

Fierce green sword lights continued to shoot down from the mountaintop, striking at Wang Qingshan and Chen Yueying. They moved up the mountain against the pressure, their pace not fast, though Wang Qingshan appeared more at ease.

After the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Wang Qingshan had already reached the summit, leaving Chen Yueying far behind. Chen Yueying's brows furrowed. The spiritual light of her yellow barrier was dimming, and the attacks grew stronger the closer she got to the summit. After a brief consideration, she retreated back down the mountain. The items here were clearly related to flying swords, and she had no intention of competing with Wang Qingshan for them. Firstly, she still needed Wang Qingshan's guidance in cultivating her spiritual domain. Secondly, she felt she couldn't contend with Wang Qingshan anyway, not just due to differences in strength, but also because of the mountain's restrictions.

On the summit, Wang Qingshan stood in an open area, gazing at a blue stone platform nearby. A pale blue longsword was embedded in the platform. A miniature flood dragon was coiled around its hilt, and the sword emanated a terrifying sword intent.