Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 281 - 278 Holy Essence Liquid

Chapter 281: Chapter 278 Holy Essence Liquid

"You dare to underestimate me, die!"

The man in black, watching three blood darts shoot towards Ye Xuan’s back, couldn’t help but feel secretly delighted. In his eyes, what was Ye Xuan but a nouveau riche with no background who dared to look down on him?

As the blood darts struck from behind, Ye Xuan didn’t stop but continued to walk forward. It was just as the darts were about to hit his back that he finally lightly swatted them away with his right palm.

The sound of a dragon’s roar echoed through the air as a dragon-shaped palm force swept out, instantly blocking the three blood darts and reflecting them back.

Boom!

With no time to dodge, the dragon-shaped palm force, mingled with the three blood darts, slammed viciously into the man in black, piercing his heart with the darts.

His body hit the ground, eyes bulging, dead with unseeing eyes.

Hiss!

The remaining people, seeing this scene, couldn’t help but gasp in unison, a deep fear bubbling up in their eyes. No one chased after Ye Xuan, nor did anyone dare to.

They felt a bit of sympathy for the man in black. He was too arrogant for his own good and ultimately lost his life. Why bother?

Later, their gaze shifted to the remaining two sets of Heavenly Grade equipment and they began to fight over them.

Meanwhile, Ye Xuan had already left the great hall.

He put on a pair of gloves woven from thread, channeling True Qi into them. He then knew that these gloves, called the Snow Silkworm Gloves, were made from the silk of a spirit insect known as the "Heavenly Heart Snow Silkworm." At their peak, they were Supreme Grade treasures. Although they had degraded from battles and the loss of their spirit, they were still top Heavenly Grade equipment, and repairing them to restore their Supreme Grade was not an impossible task.

The breathability of the Snow Silkworm Gloves was excellent, feeling light and weightless on his hands. With the flow of True Qi, they emitted a layer of crystalline brilliance.

"With these gloves to enhance it, the power of my Dragon Essence Palm can rise another level."

Ye Xuan turned his palms over, making faster and more fluid movements after putting on the Snow Silkworm Gloves as if there were no resistance in transferring True Qi.

Moreover, the gloves could store a small amount of True Qi, so sometimes he didn’t need to summon it to strike, catching his opponent off guard.

Leaving the Hall of Hundred Weapons, Ye Xuan changed direction and arrived at another area of ancient buildings.

These should be the alchemy sites of the suspended Ancient City, where each hall gleamed with a crimson radiance, often housing standing alchemy furnaces and various energy-emitting stones. However, after long years, everything had turned cold, their energy depleted.

The Dan Halls behind were all empty; even if some pills had been left behind, their potency had dissipated without any effect.

Yet, after searching a Dan Hall for half an hour, Ye Xuan discovered a dried-up corpse with a bite mark on the neck and the carotid artery bitten through, all its blood drained.

"What a miserable way to die, who could have done this?"

Ye Xuan crouched down to inspect and his expression became grave. Among these Sect Disciples, there must have been an evil person to cause such a brutal death.

Seeing this Disciple’s expression of terror before death, it was as if they had seen something frightening.

"Could it be that Evil Demon?"

After pondering for a while, Ye Xuan’s eyes suddenly sharpened. He recalled the Evil Demon that had escaped from Ghost Mountain; even Lv Yuanzhi, the half-human, half-snake, had likely been killed by it.

Of course, this was just speculation. Unless someone saw it with their own eyes, no one would know who did it.

Keeping a cautious mind, Ye Xuan continued towards the core area of the Ancient City. Even if treasures existed, they wouldn’t be on the outskirts. To seize the treasures, one must go to the heart of the Ancient City.

Now, with the Disciples of Mist Sea and Evil Wind Cave Heaven in the city, wasting too much time elsewhere could let others get there first.

About twenty minutes later, as Ye Xuan advanced, he gradually came upon a vast black stone square. Within this stone square, shadowy figures could be faintly seen, which, upon closer inspection, were huge stone statues arranged in a mysterious Array. At the very center of the black stone square, there stood an altar emitting ancient and vicissitudinous fluctuations.

A glint flashed in his eyes, and without hesitation, Ye Xuan darted into the black stone square.

Humming.

The moment Ye Xuan almost stepped onto the square, a thick light screen could be seen above his head, resembling a pot lid covering the entire area. Yet, when he had looked from outside, he saw nothing.

Seeing this, Ye Xuan’s face revealed a thoughtful expression. It seemed certain that something was hidden within this plaza.

Boom! Boom!

Ye Xuan had only taken a few steps when the stone statues around him began to move, blocking the passage ahead. After a series of changes, three diverging paths appeared in front of him.

"It’s an array."

Ye Xuan didn’t rashly proceed. It looked like the plaza was enveloped by a clever array; to reach the central altar, one would need to navigate through it.

It seemed like no easy task.

However, Ye Xuan in his previous life had studied array paths. Although his understanding was only skin deep in the face of the Heavenly Realm’s array grandmasters, it should suffice here.

He chose the middle path and walked in.

After about an hour, Ye Xuan broke through the last illusion array and finally glimpsed the outline of the altar ahead.

Yet, as he approached with great excitement, he found a figure already standing in front of the altar.

Ye Xuan cautiously moved closer only to see a svelte silhouette standing beside the altar, with slender and straight legs, a waist slim as a willow branch, and hair as cascading as a waterfall. It was just a pity that her face was quite plain, marring her beauty.

This woman was none other than the Holy Daughter of the Mist Sea he had seen before, Yu Wuxin.

Ye Xuan glanced around, and upon not detecting any other experts from the Mist Sea, he relaxed slightly. His gaze then shifted to something in Yu Wuxin’s palm. The latter was holding a jade bottle, and from a groove at the top of the altar, a drop of liquid as clear as water was trickling into the bottle.

"That is..."

Ye Xuan’s eyes fixed on the liquid, feeling a familiar fluctuation emanating from it. His eyes suddenly brightened, "It’s Holy Essence Liquid, a precious spiritual liquid that only Semi-Saints can refine!"

Upon realizing the true identity of the liquid, Ye Xuan became unsettled, his breathing briefly irregular.

Holy Essence Liquid was invaluable to Martial Sect Masters, a drop worth its weight in gold. To think that such a thing existed in this floating ancient city.

"Who?"

However, due to a minor lapse, Yu Wuxin detected Ye Xuan’s presence and pointed a finger towards him without hesitation, piercing toward his location.

Boom!

The pillar where Ye Xuan was located burst apart, but he had already dodged the explosion by flashing away.

"It’s you."

Yu Wuxin caught sight of Ye Xuan’s figure, her beautiful eyes flashing with surprise. "I didn’t expect Mr. Ye Xuan to be so learned in arrays, to arrive here so quickly."

"That’s my line. I did not expect the Holy Daughter to be so proficient in arrays," Ye Xuan was genuinely curious about the Holy Daughter before him, whose actions had outpaced his own by a step, something quite astonishing.

"Hehe, it’s just that an ancestor of my Mist Sea once visited here, thus they imparted some experience to me, saving me some detours," Yu Wuxin replied with a smile, deliberately shifting her position towards the Holy Essence Liquid, attempting to obscure its presence.

"No need to hide it. How about you and I share the Holy Essence Liquid equally?" Ye Xuan slowly approached Yu Wuxin. Now that he had seen the liquid, it was only natural to claim a share.

Upon hearing Ye Xuan’s words, Yu Wuxin’s smile momentarily stiffened, and her eyes grew colder, though she kept a smile on her face. "There are only six drops of Holy Essence Liquid in total. Besides, I found it first. Isn’t it a bit greedy for Mr. Ye Xuan to want half? If you’re willing, I can share two drops with you. What do you say?"

"Are you implying that I can’t see exactly how much essence liquid is inside the altar?" Ye Xuan laughed, "I saw very clearly just now, there are at least ten drops of Holy Essence Liquid here, and you offer me only two, seems someone else has the bigger appetite."

While Ye Xuan and Yu Wuxin conversed amicably, they were both covertly circulating True Qi. As soon as Ye Xuan finished speaking, Yu Wuxin suddenly made her move. She reached out with her delicate hand and clutched the air, a wave of invisible force sweeping around Ye Xuan, the space itself seeming to "twist."

An invisible force suddenly constricted around Ye Xuan, immobilizing him. The next moment, an unseen large hand emerged from nowhere, catching Ye Xuan by the neck as if it would strangle him to death.

"Break!"

However, the moment Ye Xuan was bound, he shouted loudly. An overwhelming surge of soul power blasted from his mind, and instantly, the invisible restraints and the large hand crumbled, allowing Ye Xuan himself to concentrate tremendous True Qi into his right palm and strike towards Yu Wuxin with the Dragon Essence Palm.