"Master, I know a king-level artifact!"
The leader of the Jiuyou Clan said in a deep and respectful voice.
"King-level artifact?"
The light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed.
Of course Mo Wentian knew what a king-level artifact was.
In the realm of heaven, the weapons used by everyone are called artifacts.
There are nine levels of artifacts in total, corresponding to the nine realms of heaven.
Among them, the fifth-level artifact is also called the king-level artifact.
"There is actually a king-level artifact among the Nine Nether Clan!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath.
The fat you conquered in the dungeon last time was a king-level spiritual treasure.
This time in Tiancheng, there is actually a king-level artifact!
"Where is this king-level artifact?"
Looking at the leader of the Jiuyou Clan in front of him, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.
A king-level artifact is a treasure. Even if such a treasure exists, it is definitely not that easy to obtain.
Otherwise, it would not exist until now.
"Master, this artifact is located in the Jiuyou Mountains. In three months, this artifact will be born!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan said solemnly.
"Not yet born?"
A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Born in three months
He, Mo Wentian, was going to decide on this spiritual treasure.
Although his cultivation is now comparable to the peak of the Great Heaven, it is obviously still not enough in this ancient ruins.
He must improve his cultivation level. Not only him, Huantian, Xiaojiao, Ku Lai, Chi Xiao, Burying Sky Monkey, etc. all need to improve their cultivation level.
"Boss, go to this forbidden area now. The leader of the Jiuyou Clan knows the whereabouts of a king-level artifact, then..."
Seemingly remembering something, Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and suddenly said in a deep voice.
"It's useless to keep useless people!"
A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The leader of the Jiuyou Clan knows the whereabouts of the king-level artifact. Mo Wentian can still use it if he keeps it, so of course he won't kill him now.
As for Old Man Huo...
"Old Man Huo, go and open the forbidden area!"
Mo Wentian's voice was infinitely cold.
"Master, I..."
Although Old Man Huo has become Mo Wentian's slave, he still has sanity.
Old Man Huo's eyes dimmed instantly, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
Mo Wentian asked him to open the forbidden area, which would mean sacrificing his own life!
"Fifth Elder, why are you standing there in a daze? Just go if the master tells you to!"
Seeing the fifth elder's hesitation, the leader of the Jiuyou Clan struck out with a palm.
Suddenly, the power of the Great Heavenly Throne's peak rolled out, and the void began to tremble violently.
However, the fifth elder, who was only in the middle stage of the Great Heavenly Realm, was knocked away by this palm and flew towards the restriction in the cave.
"ah… "
"Pfft..."
Within a breath, the fifth elder's screams suddenly stopped.
The strong smell of blood spread instantly, and the restrictions in the cave were instantly shattered.
"Boss, this leader of the Jiuyou Clan is so cruel!"
Xiao Jiao looked at the rain of blood scattered in the void and said coldly.
"Vicious? The leader of the Jiuyou Clan can even give his own son to the Demon World Ancestor to be devoured. He is just an elder of their clan!"
"You can sacrifice your son for profit, let alone in the face of life and death!"
Mo Wentian's eyes burst out with an extremely terrifying light.
"Master, the restriction has been lifted!"
The patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan looked at Mo Wentian with extremely cold eyes and said with great respect.
"Bring me in!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with coldness and arrogance.
"Yes, Master!"
The leader of the Jiuyou Clan walked in front, followed closely by Mo Wentian and others.
"Buzzing..."
As he entered the treasure pavilion, the surrounding spiritual energy quickly gathered towards Mo Wentian.
"good!"
Mo Wentian glanced around lightly. The surroundings were extremely accessible and spread for unknown distances.
"what's your name?"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian thought that since the Jiuyou clan leader surrendered, he had not yet asked his name.
You can't keep calling the leader of the Jiuyou Clan. Looking at the leader of the Jiuyou Clan in front of you, Mo Wentian asked lightly.
"Tell the master, the younger one's name is Wu Sheng!"
"Wu Sheng?"
Mo Wentian paused for a moment, and then his face calmed down again.
"Where are the heavenly stone spiritual objects stored in this treasure pavilion?"
Looking at the leader of the Jiuyou Clan, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice.
"Tell the master that among this treasure, the heavenly stone spiritual object is stored in a hidden cave."
Looking at Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng, the leader of the Jiuyou Clan, said respectfully.
"Hidden cave?"
"take me!"
A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Yes, Master!"
Wu Sheng quickly led Mo Wentian towards the depths of the cave.
A quarter of an hour later, an extremely strong spiritual energy came.
I saw only a small cave and countless sky stones piled on the ground.
At a rough glance, there must be at least millions of them. The sky stone is shining with dazzling light, and it is obvious at first glance that it is not an ordinary thing.
"Boss, I like this sky stone!"
Little Jiao grabbed a sky stone and disappeared into Mo Wentian's arms.
Immediately, he picked up a sky stone and bit off a large piece with a crunch.
"Can this sky stone be chewed into pieces?"
Behind Mo Wentian, Wu Sheng's expression changed instantly.
The look in Xiao Jiao's eyes was even more astonishing. This was a heavenly stone!
The hardness of this sky stone is comparable to that of a divine weapon. The little dragon actually chewed it into pieces
"Wu Sheng, bring all the spiritual objects to this emperor!"
The Jiuyou Clan is indeed the fifth-ranked force in the ancient ruins. There are so many heavenly stones, and there must be many spiritual objects.
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with gleams of light.
"Yes, Master!"
Wu Sheng paused slightly, but the next moment, Wu Sheng's expression turned respectful again.
"Little Jiao, Huantian, collect all these sky stones!"
Watching Wu Sheng leave, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on the millions of sky stones.
If these heavenly stones were refined, they would be enough to increase their strength by a large margin.
"Bang bang..."
"Bang bang..."
A quarter of an hour later, the little dragon touched his round belly and lay down among a pile of sky stones.
Huantian also seemed to be full, his round and furry body lying on the side.
"Heaven-Eating Divine Technique!"
"Swallow!"
Mo Wentian shouted coldly, and a sky stone fell into the palm of Mo Wentian's hand.
The Heaven-Eating Divine Technique was launched, and the spiritual energy in the sky stone surged toward Mo Wentian crazily.
"Rumble..."
Inside Mo Wentian's body, the billowing sword energy vibrated.
The aura on Mo Wentian's body fluctuated crazily.
But for a moment, the aura on Mo Wentian's body became stable again.
"Low-grade sky stone, still a little short of it!"
Mo Wentian's eyes erupted with an extremely terrifying cold light.
The four wildly rotating sword star cores in Mo Wentian's body also stabilized at this moment.
"This is… "
But at this moment, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on the bottom of a large pile of low-grade sky stones. Under there, more than a dozen sky stones were shining brightly.
"This is a mid-grade sky stone!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly lit up with joy.
"Little Jiao, Huantian, protect me!"
With a cold shout, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged.