I have 99 innate treasures

"Rumble--"

When the towering stone archway of Huangquan Taoist Sect was destroyed by the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, Taoist Master Huangquan, who was attending the Sea and Land Conference in the Crystal Palace of the East China Sea, immediately noticed it and his eyes became cold.

"Could it be him?"

"If it's really him..."

A hint of coldness flashed across Taoist Master Huangquan's eyes.

Although he was very confident in the sect's various arrangements, if the person who destroyed the sect's formation was Zhang Qianren... those arrangements would not be able to stop him for too long.

Although the founder of the sect moved a hell from the Nether City and sealed it in the plaque of the stone archway at the mountain gate before the opening of the Jedi Heaven and Earth, and there were countless evil spirits in it, Zhang Qianren, who had already been possessed by the devil, was not afraid of these at all.

Taoist Master Huangquan is very familiar with cultivators who have been possessed by demons. The more fear they face, the crazier they become.

He even had to worry that Zhang Qianren, who had been possessed by a demon, would destroy the Prison of Oblivion with his golden cudgel in his hand when his devilish nature was unleashed.

Thinking of this, Taoist Master Huangquan picked up the sound transmission talisman and gave orders in a deep voice.

“Bai Huan, immediately take the three elders Jue Fa, Wan Kua, and Tian Xing back to the sect as quickly as possible. I just sensed that there is something wrong with the formation in the sect, and I suspect it was Zhang Qianren’s doing.”

"The formation I have set up and the Prison of Oblivion in front of the mountain gate may be able to trap him for a while. You must speed up. If you find that this was indeed done by Zhang Qianren..."

When he said this, he paused and began to think.

"At present, we don't know whether the innate treasure will disappear if the holder dies. If we kill Zhang Qianren and let him become the spirit of the innate treasure, we will have a hard time in the future."

Considering that the spirituality of the innate treasure has been lost, Taoist Master Huangquan feels that his guess is likely to become a reality.

After all, as far as he knew, Liu Ziyu, the holder of the Demon Refining Pot, encountered the Old Demon of Cangshan and almost died, and then he directly suppressed the Golden Immortal Daoyan.

And it is obvious that such power was not possessed by the Demon Refining Pot from the beginning. Otherwise, whether it was Prime Minister Turtle who controlled Liu Ziyu for a period of time, or the Old Demon Cangshan who almost killed Liu Ziyu, or Fu Qingfeng who locked Liu Ziyu in a big iron cage and took him to Louwailou, they would have died long ago and would not have let Liu Ziyu suffer so many disasters.

After thinking about this, Taoist Master Huang Quan felt that it was better to be cautious. It was not worth it to gamble the fate of the sect and the monks like them just to kill a daring monk.

He then continued after pondering, "Be sure to spare his life and do not kill him. The most important goal is to separate this beast from the Ruyi Jingu Bang, and then detain Zhang Qianren. I will deal with him after I return to the sect."

He then told Taoist Baihuan about his speculation, fearing that he did not understand the seriousness of the matter.

After hearing the sound transmission, Taoist Baihuan, who was in another temple, took a deep breath subconsciously. Then he made up an excuse, got rid of other cultivators around him, and walked outside the temple to use the sound transmission talisman to notify the three elders Juefa, Wanbi and Tianxing.

He and these three elders are the four great elders of Huangquan Taoist Sect. No matter in terms of status or cultivation, they are above the other elders, only slightly weaker than Huangquan Taoist Master.

Moreover, they each have their own strengths. Taoist Baihuan is best at illusions and attacking the souls of other cultivators. Elder Juefa is best at supernatural powers. Taoist Wanbi is best at formations, and Elder Tianxing knows more than a dozen rules.

If the four of them work together, they can remain undefeated even against an earthly immortal!

It is naturally no problem to deal with a cultivator like Zhang Qianren who has only the Jindan level of cultivation but possesses an innate treasure.

……

Not long after, the three elders Juefa, Wanbi and Tianxing, who had received his message, came to the square outside the Crystal Palace to meet him. After everyone gathered, they immediately used their magical powers to leave the East China Sea and rushed back to the sect at a terrifying speed.

At the same time, in the small world of the Forgotten Prison, the dark clouds were only about ten feet away from the ground and could close to the earth at any time.

In order to avoid coming into contact with the human skin and facial features deep in the dark clouds, Zhang Qianren had lowered his flying sword to a level that allowed it to fly close to the ground.

"thump!"

"thump!"

As he got closer and closer to the sea of ​​blood, his heart beat faster and faster, and even his chest rose and fell.

At this time, he saw many broken, hideous-looking, blue-black corpses on the beach not far away. With their mutilated bodies, they were aimlessly searching for any remaining traces of life on the beach.

Zhang Qianren, whose sanity had almost disappeared, instinctively sneered after seeing this scene.

There were no bodies on the beach before.

But he had no curiosity about whether they crawled out from the beach or were washed ashore by the bloody waves. He just wanted to kill all the life he saw.

Finally, the flying sword under his feet drew a green light in the air close to the ground, and rushed straight into the group of corpses without any avoidance. Dozens of illusory long swords condensed by sword energy flew out from the green light of the flying sword and crushed all the corpses around!
For a moment, broken limbs and body parts flew everywhere.

It was not known whether it was blood or corpse fluid, but the black and foul-smelling liquid soaked his clothes and splashed on his face. Even his hair was stuck with some pieces of flesh.

But Zhang Qianren's expression did not change at all, except that the sneer on the corner of his mouth became more intense.

To him at this moment, the wailing sounds of these corpses were more beautiful than any other sound in the world. Gradually, the number of corpses surrounding him decreased.

But the dark clouds were getting closer and closer to the ground.

Even though he had almost lost his mind, Zhang Qianren still instinctively felt the crisis. He had a premonition that if the heaven and earth closed, he would not only encounter unimaginable horrors, but he would never be able to escape from here, and might even die.

This instinctive urging made the violent look in his eyes even more intense.

His eyes had almost turned scarlet because of too much bloodshot.

"Wow..."

"Wow..."

Amid the sound of surging waves, Zhang Qianren, who was flying on his sword, once again drew a streak of green light close to the ground and rushed straight onto the dark red ocean.

The waves washed countless corpses onto the beach. They had numb expressions and stretched out their arms stiffly, reaching in the direction of Zhang Qianren, and slowly walked into the sea one by one.

Zhang Qianren ignored it and just stared at the sunken area in the sea.

From a distance, it looks like a huge whirlpool.

But Zhang Qianren knew very well that the whirlpool was just an illusion, and the real scene there was a pit that was constantly gushing out sea water.

Fortunately, this pit was not far from the beach. After speeding for about ten minutes, Zhang Qianren arrived above the pit.

When he looked down at the scene below, even with his mind almost gone, a look of horror still appeared on his face. He saw that the pit was actually a corpse of unknown size, with blood oozing from a wound on the left chest.

It was only because the size of the corpse was so huge that the blood oozing from the wound formed an ocean.

Zhang Qianren subconsciously touched his heart, which was beating so violently that it was even causing his chest to rise and fall, and suddenly he understood something.

The reason why his heart was beating so violently was probably because the corpse in the sea had no heart.

And because this corpse was too terrifying, it had some strange power and exerted an unimaginable temptation on his heart, making his heart eager to leave him and find another body.

The corpse in the sea seemed to hear the sound of its heartbeat at this moment, and slowly floated up from the ocean of unknown depth.

During this time, countless normal-sized corpses piled on him were washed away by the undercurrent in the sea as he moved.

They tried to get closer to the corpse again with their claws and fangs, but they could only sink deeper into the sea.

Above the sea, Zhang Qianren stared at the scene with cold eyes and subconsciously clenched his fists.

For some reason, he always felt that he should be holding something in his hands.

But he really couldn't remember what it should be.

Zhang Qianren frowned for a moment, and unconsciously clenched and unclenched his palms, loosening and clenching them again, repeating this action for a long time.

During this period, the huge corpse in the sea was getting closer and closer to the sea surface, and the dark clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower, so that the part below Zhang Qianren's calf could only go deep into the sea, held up by the flying sword.

Zhang Qianren frowned, trying hard to think about what he had forgotten.

He started from when he could remember, and recalled it bit by bit.

Before he joined Piao Miao Sect, his real name was 'Zhang Jian'. When he was seven or eight years old, the whole country was in chaos. A group of bandits broke into his home and killed his parents. But when he was about to die at the hands of the bandits, he was saved by a down-and-out Taoist priest who passed by.

He admired the other person's ability and wanted to become his disciple, but the other person said that he was blessed with great fortune in this life and had a destiny with immortals, and that following the other person would only waste his life.

When recalling this memory, Zhang Qianren's expression was suddenly stunned. He looked at his empty hands and murmured the four words "deep blessing".

After repeating it countless times, he suddenly frowned and murmured instinctively, "Only someone with great luck can achieve this..."

This sentence seemed to break some kind of rule. When he said this, a forgotten memory began to slowly emerge in his mind.

And in his hand, a ray of golden light suddenly flashed.

After seeing this ray of golden light, Zhang Qianren's lost sanity slowly recovered.

He said in a daze: "In the time of chaos and ignorance, before the creation of heaven and earth, ninety-nine treasures of unfathomable power evolved in the vast sea of ​​stars in the universe. If you get one of them, you can be immortal and live forever."

"Because it was born before heaven and earth... it is called 'Xiantian Supreme Treasure'!" (End of this chapter)