12dz Chapter 724 Bowl Totem! Fragment of a Void Refinement Level Magic Treasure!
Chapter 724 Bowl Totem! Fragment of a Void Refinement Level Magic Treasure!
Without uttering a word, Bingpo lightly touched the ground with her toes and swept towards the ancient bronze mirror like a white icy rainbow. A chilling aura emanated from her, freezing the pebbles along her path into solid blocks of ice.
Aoki and Ishiyama exchanged a glance and then each flew off in a different direction. Although they were subordinates of the Fire Source Daoist, faced with the treasures scattered all over the ground, their greed, suppressed for thousands of years, finally overwhelmed their reason.
Huoyuan Daoist did not move.
He stood beside Chen Fan, his gaze slowly sweeping across the ruins, a smile still on his face, but a very complex look flashed in his slender eyes.
A moment later, he turned to Chen Fan, cupped his hands, and said, "Fellow Daoist Guimu, I am very grateful for your guidance along the way. If you take any of the treasures here that catch your eye, please do so. I will not compete with you."
Chen Fan did not refuse, but simply nodded and walked into the depths of the ruins.
Unlike Blood Butcher, who pounced on treasures upon seeing them, he used the Fixed Word Technique to spread his divine sense and carefully sense the aura contained in each ray of light.
The ruins contained numerous treasures, but their quality varied greatly. Some treasures shone brightly, but their interiors were actually dilapidated, merely reflecting the light in the darkness. Others, though their light was inconspicuous, might conceal truly valuable items.
He walked around several piles of rubble and stopped in front of a half-collapsed stone hall. Scattered at the entrance of the hall were fragments of several magical artifacts, including a broken flying sword. Most of the array patterns on the sword were no longer active, but a dark blue gemstone inlaid in the hilt was still emitting a faint glow.
Chen Fan pried the gem off the hilt of the sword and examined it in his palm for a moment.
The gem's material shares the same origin as the star-patterned array on the stone pillars along the riverbanks, containing an extremely pure stellar power. Although the amount is small, if it were integrated into Eleven, it might add a trace of stellar power to Eleven's sword intent.
He put the gem into his storage bag and continued walking into the hall.
The space inside the hall was larger than Chen Fan had expected.
The stone palace's dome was tens of feet high, and its four walls were covered with dense murals. The murals seemed to depict a sacrificial ceremony, with countless figures in long robes kneeling on the ground, worshipping a giant bowl that floated in mid-air.
The giant bowl was somewhat similar in shape to the one in his arms, and all five runes on the bowl in the mural were lit up, emitting a golden light that illuminated the entire world.
Chen Fan stood in front of the mural for a moment, his doubts growing deeper.
I wondered where these people came from and why they worshipped a bowl so much.
And could there be some kind of connection between the gold bowl and this bowl?
Without giving it much thought, Chen Fan continued walking forward.
Several beams of light could be seen flickering deep inside the hall.
He passed through the palace gate and entered the rear hall. The roof of the rear hall had mostly collapsed, and a small black banner was stuck diagonally among the rubble.
The banner was no bigger than the palm of your hand, and it was pitch black. Embroidered on the banner was a three-headed, six-armed demon statue with dark gold silk thread.
The pattern on that demon statue was somewhat similar to the one on the Heavenly Demon Banner in the storage bag of the Scattered Demon Master, and it was also older and more refined.
A magical artifact at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.
Chen Fan pulled the small banner from the rubble and probed it with his divine sense. He saw that most of the demonic energy in the banner had dissipated, but the material and array structure of the banner itself were extremely intact. It could be restored to its full power as long as it was refined again.
More importantly, the demonic patterns on this demonic banner are even more profound than those on the banner of the Scattered Demon Master. If the techniques within can be integrated into the Black Soul Banner, its power will surely be enhanced to another level.
Chen Fan put the small banner into his storage bag, and then searched around the back hall.
Several jade slips lay scattered in the corner, but they were all broken and inactive; they turned to powder the moment divine sense probed into them. There were also several bottles of pills, the pills inside having long since turned to ash, with only a few wisps of residual medicinal fragrance lingering in the air.
Just as he was about to leave the inner hall, the golden bowl suddenly trembled violently in his arms.
The tremor was exactly the same as the resonance I felt when I sensed the innate water source before, but it was more than ten times more intense.
Upon closer inspection, the four runes on Jin Wanwan's body lit up simultaneously, emitting a golden light that shone through his robes, illuminating the dimly lit rear hall in a golden glow.
Chen Fan's expression changed slightly. He reached out and pressed the golden bowl in his arms, his gaze sweeping rapidly across the hall.
He quickly discovered the source of the problem that caused the golden bowl to react so violently.
Looking around, in the deepest part of the rear hall, there was an extremely fine crack in the stone wall. Embedded in the crack was a palm-sized piece of metal, dark gold in color, with a surface covered with dense patterns.
The patterns and runes on the golden bowl share the same origin, and despite the erosion of countless millennia, they still emit a faint golden light.
Chen Fan walked to the crack and gently touched the fragment with his finger. The touch was cold and hard, and a metallic power slowly emanated from it!
He then probed into it with his divine sense and discovered that the fragment contained an extremely terrifying power. The level of that power far exceeded that of the Nascent Soul stage, and even far surpassed any Void Refinement level spiritual energy fluctuations he had sensed before.
Fragment of a Void Refinement level magic weapon.
No, it's not just fragments.
Although the power contained in this fragment is incomplete, its essence is far beyond that of ordinary Void Refinement level magic treasures.
Chen Fan even suspected that this fragment was once part of a complete magic weapon, and that at its peak, the magic weapon's grade was probably far superior to the Refinement Void Realm.
He carefully removed the fragment from the crack in the rock and examined it in his palm. The golden patterns on the surface of the fragment glowed slightly after coming into contact with his spiritual energy, then returned to silence.
Chen Fan took a deep breath, carefully sealed the fragment with a restriction, and solemnly put it deep into his storage bag.
His intuition told him that the value of this fragment was probably greater than all the treasures in the ruins combined, but he was not yet able to unravel its mysteries.
We can only study it slowly when we have time in the future.
Just as Chen Fan was about to turn and leave, he suddenly noticed something hidden deep in the crack in the stone after the fragment was removed.
It was a stone tablet about the size of a palm, dark blue in color, with an extremely ancient character engraved on the front.
The script was exactly the same style as several scripts he had seen on the mural in the corridor, with strong and sharp strokes that seemed to penetrate the stone deeply.
On the back of the stone tablet is a star map, with a tiny circular mark in the center, the mark faintly pointing to the deepest part of this underground space.
Chen Fan examined the stone tablet several times, turning it over and over, and even tried to probe it with his divine sense. He found that the inside of the stone tablet was empty, without any restrictions or formations; it looked just like an ordinary stone.
But he knew that what could be hidden here could not possibly be an ordinary stone.
He put the stone tablet into his storage bag, then carefully searched the back hall again to make sure he hadn't missed anything before turning and leaving...