Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 1170 I Hit You
While monitoring the seven demon women, Ye Xuan took out the storage devices of Wu Chen's seven elders and Wanyan Yanqing again and conducted a careful investigation.

The storage devices of these eight people are all extremely high-level storage rings. The storage rings of Wu Chen and the seven elders are green, while Wanyan Yanqing's storage ring is black.

Ye Xuan first opened Wu Chen's seven elders' storage rings one by one and examined them carefully, but he was greatly disappointed.

Although the storage rings of these seven people were filled with Yuanshi, secret books, talismans, and weapons, nothing special was found. Ye Xuan's vision had risen at this time, and ordinary things naturally did not catch his eye.

However, Ye Xuan put away six of the rings again, but left one behind and looked at it carefully in his hand.

It was Wu Chen’s storage ring.

Although this ring is also green in color, it is made of an ancient jade that Ye Xuan has never seen before.

The appearance of this jade ring is extremely ordinary, and there are no exquisite carvings on it, except for a few faint cloud patterns.

but……

Ye Xuan placed the jade ring in front of his eyes and observed it carefully for a while. He found that there were twinkling stars inside, like the stars in the blue sky. As Ye Xuan observed, those stars were faintly connected to form the two words "Zhen Luo".

After looking at it a few more times, a strange illusion occurred in my mind, as if this ring had some strange suction power that could suck a person's entire mind into it.

Ye Xuan's heart trembled, and he quickly turned his eyes away from the ancient jade ring, not daring to look at it again.

"Zhenluo Ring is a special ornament made by the ancient Zhenluo Palace's weapon master. It is a symbol of the identity of a Zhenluo Palace disciple. It has the ability to increase mental power and concentration, block all mental detection, ignore most formation prohibitions, and even bless luck."

Ye Xuan murmured, this was exactly the information he got from Wanyan Yanqing's mind.

After exploring and searching Wanyan Yanqing's soul, Ye Xuan learned that this jade ring was obtained by an old man named Wu in an ancient battlefield, and it was actually a lowest-level semi-artifact!

Ye Xuan couldn't help but marvel at the power of the ancient Zhenluo Sect. Even though it was a lowest-level semi-artifact, each of the inner disciples in the sect had one, mainly as a symbol of status and for storage.

The blessing of luck sounds even more incredible. It is bestowed by the supreme divine power of the elders of the Zhenluo Palace in the "Martial God" stage to protect the younger generations.

Of course, it was obvious that this disciple of the Zhenluo Sect died, so his Zhenluo ring was lost, so this blessing of luck cannot really make people immortal.

But no matter how to say it, Ye Xuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the people of Zhenluo Palace are indeed blessed by nature, this 'Zhenluo Ring' is clearly just something like an identity card, but it is endowed with so many powerful attributes, the ability to ignore most of the prohibitions of the formation alone is not comparable to all the sects in Tianwu Continent.

Ye Xuan took off the storage ring on his hand and put on the Zhenluo ring. He immediately felt a strange energy fluctuation injected into his whole body. He couldn't help but feel refreshed. He also discovered that his mental power seemed to have magically increased by one percent out of thin air.

Ye Xuan smiled slightly, then picked up Wanyan Yanqing's black storage ring.

Looking closely, this ring is dark and deep, the tentacles are smooth, and it exudes a strong yin energy.

A divine thought probed in, and Ye Xuan's mind was shocked. A huge skull instantly appeared in his mind, with green Yin fire burning in the skull's eyes. An extremely powerful pressure invaded Ye Xuan, almost suffocating him.

"Who are you……"

The mouth of the skull moved slightly, and the sound it made was hoarse and unpleasant, cold and piercing, as if hundreds of sharp spikes were piercing straight into his mind. Ye Xuan was shocked, his mind was shaken, and with a "click", his mental power was instantly broken into two.

"I...will...find...you..."

The skull in the mind was instantly wrapped in a ball of green flame, and after flashing a few times, it turned into invisible.

Ye Xuan was panting heavily, his hand loosened, and the black ring fell to the ground with a "click". The hoarse and piercing sound of the skull seemed to still echo between heaven and earth.

After calming down a little, Ye Xuan's heart suddenly tightened. The skull just now might be a trace of divine consciousness left in the ring by Wanyan Yanqing's father. He didn't expect that it had such magical powers that it could talk to him across the ancient battlefield. The feeling of struggling under the powerful pressure was like a small ant under the feet of an elephant, facing a catastrophe, unable to resist at all.

Ye Xuan wasn't sure whether Wanyan Yanqing's father would be able to find his location in just that short period of time. However, this incident really made him feel like a heavy stone was pressing on his heart, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

Not only did he kill his men, but he also cut off Wanyan Yanqing's roots. As a father, he must hate him to the core and will kill him as soon as possible.

Ye Xuan's mind raced. He was now in the Ancient Battlefield, and the Ancient Battlefield should only be accessible to those below the Immortal Realm. As long as this Motian Continent expert didn't come to kill him immediately...

……

At this time, deep in the ancient battlefield, on a mysterious island, in a stone chamber in a small cave.

A man in black was sitting cross-legged in the middle. Around him, tiny dots of faint fire flickered and floated in the air. The scene was extremely strange.

He was a big man with a burly build and a huge face. He looked about forty years old, and looked no different from an ordinary person, except that his face was pale, as if he didn't have any blood in it.

The man in black sat there as if he was practicing some kind of martial arts. With every breath he made an extremely unpleasant hissing sound, which was creepy.

Suddenly, the man in black raised his eyebrows, took out a small object from his arms and threw it into the air. It turned out to be an extremely rare 'Interface Bone Talisman' that only Mo Tiancai knew.

A flash of bone light appeared on the bone symbol on the interface, and a huge green skull appeared in front of the man in black.

"Master!" When the man in black saw the skull, he immediately bowed and saluted, looking extremely respectful.

The green flames in the skull's eyes surged, as if the anger was still there. A hoarse and unpleasant voice came out of its mouth, "Shiming, someone has captured your junior brother, a junior at the peak of the Great Saint Realm. I have left a mark on him. You can use the 'Falling Sky Star Banner' to find his trace. Remember... you must bring your junior brother back safely..."

"Disciple obeys your command!" The man in black kowtowed again.

The green skull nodded, flashed a few times, and disappeared. The green light on the interface bone talisman also dissipated and fell from the air.

The man in black waved his hand, and the bone talisman flew into his hand as if it had eyes, and then disappeared.

The man in black contracted and released his right hand, and a small flag with misty starlight appeared in his hand. The man in black waved his hand, and the small flag immediately grew to a size of two meters, and countless starlight appeared on the dark green flag.

The man in black pointed his finger at a point on the banner, and a bright green light shot out from his fingertips and hit the banner.

He kept making hand seals with his hands.

The starlight on the banner was spinning, and a map gradually appeared in front of the man in black.

At the same time, a faint bright spot appeared in the southwest corner of the map.

"I found you!" A hideous smile appeared on the face of the man in black. He waved his right hand, and the giant banner became smaller again and fell into his palm. His body turned into a ball of black wind and flew away...

(End of this chapter)