Immediately after, a wave of destructive energy erupted, sweeping through every corner of their bodies.

They couldn't even utter a scream and turned to ashes just like that.

Completely vanished from this world.

In just a moment, the Immortal Slaying Flying Saber had killed nine Nascent Soul cultivators of the Celestial Roc Race effortlessly.

"Is this the power of the Sub-Immortal Artifact, the Immortal Slaying Flying Saber? Truly lives up to its reputation."

Witnessing this scene, Jiang Fan's pupils contracted.

He had long known that this Sub-Immortal Artifact was exceedingly terrifying, after all, it was a magical treasure that could even slay Immortals.

Using it against mere Nascent Soul cultivators was simply overkill.

But he never expected that with one strike, even their corpses would be reduced to ashes.

It can only be said that it truly deserves to be a Sub-Immortal Artifact, not comparable to ordinary magical treasures.

Having obtained this treasure, it's akin to a tiger growing wings.

"Hmph, just killing a few ants, and you actually need me to act."

"Don't make me kill such trash in the future."

The Immortal Slaying Flying Saber felt very dissatisfied.

It felt that just dealing with a few Nascent Soul cultivators should not require it to take action.

Isn't that purely wasting its power?

If it weren't for this hateful human using special means to control it, it would never have cooperated so readily.

But now that it's already on board, not exerting force is impossible.

This left it extremely resigned.

"Rest assured, I just wanted to test your power."

"In the future, I will definitely find you some worthy opponents."

Jiang Fan smiled slightly.

He didn't pay attention to the complaints of the Immortal Slaying Flying Saber and instead put it away.

Because there wasn't much time left.

The death of these nine Nascent Soul cultivators of the Celestial Roc Race would certainly alarm the whole clan.

After all, they were Nascent Souls guarding the Treasure Hall.

If these Nascent Souls died, then there must be a big problem in the Treasure Hall.

By then, all the cultivators of the Celestial Roc Race would swarm here.

Time was short to plunder all the treasures inside the Treasure Hall.

So he didn't have time to waste words with the Immortal Slaying Flying Saber.

Swish!

In an instant, Jiang Fan's figure flickered, immediately entering the Treasure Hall.

Without the obstruction of these nine Nascent Soul cultivators of the Celestial Roc Race, it was as if he entered an uninhabited land.

Moreover, he had the Celestial Cicada Spirit Leaf to conceal his aura, so he wouldn't trigger any of the restriction arrays here.

"My goodness, there are so many treasures here."

"Just how much spiritual medicine has the Celestial Roc Race hoarded?"

"They're ridiculously wealthy."

Upon entering the Treasure Hall, the Ten Thousand Transformations Pill Furnace immediately noticed the hall's vast area, like a plaza, with many partitions.

Each room stored a large amount of treasure.

The majority of the treasures were naturally spiritual medicines.

A large pile of spiritual medicines was stacked so high it resembled a mountain.

They emitted a rich medicinal fragrance, intoxicating and it seemed like just a sniff could enhance cultivation.

"Tsk tsk, what's the value of these spiritual medicines in Spirit Stones?"

"Hundreds of millions? Tens of billions?"

"No, that's not right, at least worth tens of billions, maybe even hundreds of billions of Spirit Stones."

"I've really struck it rich this time."

The voice of the Primordial Talisman Pen started to tremble.

Although, as the Inheritance Dao Artifact of the Primordial Talisman Sect, it had seen many treasures before, poverty limits ambition.

Since the sect's decline, it severely lacked resources.

Even with a new Sect Leader, it couldn't provide any cultivation resources, leaving Jiang Fan to grow on his own.

Because of this, the Primordial Talisman Pen was utterly traumatized by poverty.

"It's not just spiritual medicines either."

"There's also a huge storage of magical treasures here."

"Magical Artifacts, Spiritual Artifacts, even Spirit Treasures are present."

"Considering they're Demon Race cultivators, it's surprising they stored so many magical treasures. Where did they loot them from?"

"Could it be from those Ancient Secret Realms?"

The Demon-Vibrating Bell was also curiously scanning its surroundings.

It noticed that one area was packed with magical treasures.

Every magical treasure emitted a radiant glow, making this section splendid and dazzling with golden light.

The total number of magical treasures probably exceeded hundreds of thousands, or even a million.

If an ordinary Artifact Refiner wants to craft so many magical treasures, it's hard to say how many resources and how much time it would take.

If we could seize these magical treasures, then every cultivator in the Primordial Talisman Sect could have one at hand.

This would undoubtedly greatly enhance the strength of the Primordial Talisman Sect.

It can be said that this will also significantly enrich the Sect's treasury and increase the foundation of the Sect.

"No matter how they got them, all these treasures are ours now."

"Ransack them, loot everything for me."

Jiang Fan couldn't be bothered to assess the value of these treasures anymore; regardless of their worth, he stored them all inside the inner world of the Exquisite Tower.

Fortunately, he obtained a space treasure like the Exquisite Tower. If it were a typical cultivator, they might only have a few storage bags, and even if they truly came here, they likely wouldn't be able to carry away too many treasures.

But he could pack up all these treasures and take them away without leaving a single item behind.

Rumble~~~

Within just a few minutes, Jiang Fan had scoured clean all the treasures in his line of sight, not even sparing the floor tiles and almost wanting to tear down the load-bearing walls.

After all, the building materials of this palace were exceedingly precious.

If possible, he even wanted to dismantle the palace and take the whole thing away.

"Too brutal."

"The master has looted a massive amount of treasures from a Divinity Transformation Race."

"The Celestial Roc Race is likely to go completely berserk."

said the Taiyi Five Smoke Net, rather emotionally.

It knew just how many treasures its master had looted.

Even for a Divinity Transformation Race, it might take countless years to amass so many.

But now? Its master cleared them out in one sweep.

It thought that if it were the ancestor of the Celestial Roc Race, it would be fuming with anger.

No one can tolerate the treasures they've painstakingly accumulated being taken away in one fell swoop by the enemy.

"They will definitely go mad."

"But the master will soon be on the run."

"No matter how angry the Celestial Roc Race gets, they won't be able to find where the master is."

The Demon Refining Pot said proudly.

It thought that the Celestial Roc Race was indeed a behemoth compared to the current master.

If they learned about his master, it might indeed provoke a chase.

But unfortunately, the Celestial Roc Race could never know what its master's true identity is.

Finding its master's trail would even be a difficult task for them.

"It's time to make a run for it."

Jiang Fan looked at the now-empty Treasure Hall around him, feeling a deep sense of accomplishment.

Seizing the opportunity while the Divinity Transformation Ancestor of the Celestial Roc Race was away, he plundered the treasure vault of the Celestial Roc Race.

He had no idea how many Spirit Stones he made.

Of course, he also knew he couldn't stay here any longer.

After all, no matter how slow the Celestial Roc Race might be, they'd eventually find out that the Nascent Soul cultivator guarding the Treasure Hall is dead.

So he couldn't stay here any further.

Boom~~

At this moment, a message immediately penetrated deep into his sea of consciousness: "Congratulations on surviving a life-and-death tribulation. You have obtained a Second-Grade Opportunity and three million Luck Points."

Receiving this message, Jiang Fan felt a great joy in his heart.

It seems his gains this time were indeed substantial, even earning a Second-Grade Opportunity.

But now wasn't the time to check the treasures; it was better to make a swift escape.

Then, Jiang Fan took out the Gate of the Void from his body.

Soon, he disappeared from here in a blink.

It was as if he had never appeared here at all.

...

Meanwhile, in a palace of the Celestial Roc Race.

Here, several soul lamps were placed.

If one of the soul lamps was extinguished, it would mean the death of one of the clansmen.

This palace was guarded by a large number of Celestial Roc Race cultivators.

If any soul lamp went out, they would report it immediately.

At this time, the guards suddenly discovered that as many as nine soul lamps had gone out, and they were the Soul Lamps of Nascent Soul Elders, which was an earth-shattering event.

"How is it possible? An Elder's Soul Lamp has gone out? Who killed our Celestial Roc Race Elders, and nine Tier Four Elders at once, who on earth did this?"

"Wait, they aren't ordinary Elders; they are the Tier Four Elders guarding the Treasure Hall."

"It's over; the Treasure Hall must have had a big problem. An enemy has attacked the Treasure Hall. Quickly notify the other Elders."

The faces of many guards changed dramatically, and they immediately sounded the alarm.

Clang~~ Clang~~ Clang~~~

Instantly, waves of bell tolls resounded throughout every corner of the Holy Land of the Celestial Roc Race.

Nascent Soul Elders of the Celestial Roc Race were instantly alarmed.

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