Jade Dynasty: I am the master of the Burning Sword, my swordsmanship is unparalleled.

Chapter 199 The Heavenly Emperor's Treasury Opens

In the middle of the Jianmu tree, beneath the clouds.

After landing on this level, Qin Wuyan, Fengyue Ancestor, and the others launched an attack on the righteous sects without hesitation.

Furthermore, fearing that Xiao Yicai and the others might form a formation, Bai Duzi and the others immediately separated all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect.

Faced with the attack of the Demonic Sect, the Qingyun disciples were not at a disadvantage at all. With Jin Ping'er in hand and Qinglong in charge, the Demonic Sect members were somewhat hesitant to act, and dared not really disregard Jin Ping'er's life or death.

Just as the two sides were locked in fierce combat, a blood-red figure suddenly fell from the clouds, crashed onto a thick tree branch, bounced twice, and then slid downwards again.

But those two movements were enough for everyone to see clearly that it was none other than the corpse of Wan Renwang.

Immediately, the Qingyun group and the Demonic Sect members all stopped fighting and stared in astonishment at the falling corpse.

Just then, Jin Ping'er reacted first, shoving Lu Xueqi aside and running towards Qinglong, shouting loudly.

"Azure Dragon Envoy, save me!"

Lu Xueqi seemed stunned and didn't react for a moment. By the time she came to her senses, Qinglong and the members of the Demonic Sect had also come to their senses.

However, seeing Jin Ping'er running over, Qin Wuyan did not intend to help her. Instead, he immediately gave an order to the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

"withdraw!"

Lu Xueqi's eyes flashed, and just as she hesitated whether to draw her sword and chase after him, she saw Qinglong rushing towards Jin Ping'er. Without hesitation, she swung her sword at Jin Ping'er and shouted coldly.

"Witch, where do you think you're going!"

Seeing that Lu Xueqi was about to kill Jin Ping'er, Qinglong quickly activated the Qiankun Qingguang Ring. After a beam of azure light forced Lu Xueqi back, he brought Jin Ping'er back.

The Azure Dragon, having returned to its original spot, saw Qin Wuyan and the others retreat without hesitation and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. It was clear that with ten thousand people dying, the Demonic Sect would likely disintegrate as well.

Without hesitation, Qinglong destroyed the magic weapon binding Jin Ping'er with a burst of magic power, and then led the group of experts from the Demonic Sect away.

Seeing this, Xiao Yicai did not pursue them further. Now that Wan Renwang was dead, those remnants of the Demonic Sect could not pose a threat for the time being, and there was no need to risk his life with his fellow disciples.

In contrast, Xiao Yicai was more worried about Zhang Xiaofan's safety. After killing Wan Renwang, Zhang Xiaofan's condition was probably not good either, and he would need to heal his injuries.

If those remnants of the demonic sect were to take the opportunity to return and avenge Wanrenwang, causing Zhang Xiaofan to make a mistake, that would be a real problem for the Qingyun Sect.

"Fellow disciples, let us rest here for now to prevent those remnants of the demonic sect from returning. Junior Sister Lu, why don't you go up and take a look?"

Zeng Shushu and the others understood what Xiao Yicai was thinking, and immediately had no objections. They all stayed quietly there to regulate their inner energy.

Upon hearing this, Lu Xueqi nodded and flew upwards.

……

The top of Jianmu.

A gray monkey perched on Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder, while the Black Water Serpent and the Yellow Bird followed closely behind him, arriving at the very end of the tree branch.

There, countless vines intertwined and coalesced into a wall, and on those vines grew exotic flowers of various colors, making it look like a vertical sea of ​​flowers.

In the middle of this sea of ​​flowers stands a massive stone gate, five zhang high and three zhang wide, firmly embedded in the floral landscape. It is completely submerged by countless vines, revealing only the central boulder with four ancient characters engraved upon it—

Heavenly Emperor's Treasury!

"The Heavenly Emperor's Treasury!" Zhang Xiaofan murmured softly, his gaze fixed on the four large characters before him. He felt his soul tremble, and deep within his heart, a voice kept shouting.

"It's him, it's him!"

As that voice echoed in Zhang Xiaofan's heart, the Burning Sword suddenly flew out of Zhang Xiaofan's body, trembling continuously and emitting sword cries.

"Sing! Sing!"

As the sword cries rang out, waves of malevolent energy emanated from the Burning Sword, and an overwhelming hatred, along with the dark red aura, swept outwards.

"Squeak!"

"Fizz!"

"Wow!!"

As soon as this malevolent aura appeared, Little Grey, Black Water Serpent, and Yellow Bird were all startled and cried out in alarm.

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly came to his senses, raised his eyes slightly, and then grabbed the Burning Sword in his hand. Instantly, all the murderous aura and hatred returned to the Burning Sword.

"Buzz!!"

The Burning Sword trembled in Zhang Xiaofan's hand, as if struggling, as if resisting, but also more like roaring, lamenting the injustice of fate.

Zhang Xiaofan remained silent, staring blankly at the stone gate before him, seemingly unaware of the tremors emanating from the Burning Sword.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan softly chanted a Daoist incantation before looking down at the trembling Burning Soul in his hand.

With a flick of his right wrist, Zhang Xiaofan held the sword in both hands, holding it horizontally in front of him. His left hand gently stroked the ancient sword patterns on it, those mysterious and mottled patterns like an unknown past.

Zhang Xiaofan ran his hand from the hilt of the sword, along the blade, all the way to the tip. Sensing the resentment within the Burning Sword, he sighed softly.

The next moment, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly gripped the Fenji sword with his left hand, and his palm was immediately cut by the extremely sharp blade, and blood gushed out instantly.

However, after the blood appeared, it did not drip down; instead, it was continuously absorbed by Fenji.

And within the blood that was being continuously sucked, faint glimmers of golden light could be seen.

As the blood was continuously absorbed by Fenji, Fenji gradually quieted down.

Just then, the sun in the sky slowly rotated, and a ray of golden light fell on the stone gate, illuminating the Taoist's face, making him appear as if he were radiating golden light.

A ray of sunlight shone on the stone door, as if triggering a mechanism within it. In the shadows, something seemed to be roaring within the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury.

Upon seeing this, the yellow birds behind them couldn't help but take a few steps back, and even the black water snake showed a hint of fear, but at the same time, it also showed a hint of longing.

Little Grey, on the other hand, stood on Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder, seemingly unafraid, and merely looked curiously toward the stone gate.

Hearing the sounds coming from the stone gate, Zhang Xiaofan calmed down. He simply walked to the stone gate and gently placed his hands on it.

As the rough, large hand landed on the mottled, ancient stone door, Zhang Xiaofan felt an instant chill of time wash over him. The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Xiaofan shoved the stone door with both hands.

The originally heavy stone door was pushed open by Zhang Xiaofan as if it were nothing.

(End of this chapter)