The Holy Maiden Uncovers My Coffin When I Just Become An Emperor’s Corpse
Chapter 124: Various Characters, Flame Divine Furnace!

Chapter 124: Chapter 124: Various Characters, Flame Divine Furnace!

The spear tip was like a sharp awn, thrusting straight into the sky.

The surrounding evil qi swirled around it.

Yang Yan could see that the evil qi was entirely released by the long spear.

"What a fine treasure!"

Yang Yan stepped forward, entering the evil qi.

Instantly, the dense evil qi swept over.

It attacked his physique, trying to invade his body and tear his flesh apart.

However, Yang Yan’s physique was incredibly tough; how could the evil qi affect or hurt him?

He went straight in, not caring at all about the surrounding evil qi.

If it had been Li Wan Hua or Ling Hu Chongtian who came,

the evil qi would have significantly impacted them. After all, this evil qi wasn’t something that cultivators of the Four Extremes Secret Realm could perfectly withstand.

"Roar!"

The closer Yang Yan got to that long spear, the denser the evil qi became, almost solidifying.

At this moment, a shadow of a black tiger faintly formed from the evil qi.

It opened its large mouth, roaring at Yang Yan.

"You can’t do it!"

Yang Yan’s eyes glowed with light. He ignored the shadow of the black tiger formed from the evil qi, passed through it, and arrived in front of the long spear.

The black tiger shadow leaped at him, but Yang Yan reached out and grasped the long spear in front of him.

In an instant, the surrounding evil qi churned, and the shadow of the black tiger formed from the evil qi shattered.

In a short time, it all surged into the long spear.

"Black Tiger Evil God Spear!"

He grasped the long spear, seeing a form of a fierce tiger carved onto it.

Beneath the tiger form was the name of this spear.

"Sun Lingming doesn’t have a weapon at the moment. This Black Tiger Evil God Spear could be for him to use.

Later, he can replace it when he gets a better weapon."

Spear, staff, stick!

Mastering one makes the other two effortless.

After putting away the Black Tiger Evil God Spear, Yang Yan noticed an armored skeleton on the ground.

"This Black Tiger Evil God Spear should be his weapon!"

The cultivator lying dead on the ground should have reached the Other Shore Realm.

His cultivation was not low!

Yang Yan was no longer interested and continued moving forward.

His goal was more treasures!

And as he ventured deeper into the ancient battlefield, outside, the sky had brightened.

The area shrouded by the ancient battlefield was exceptionally noticeable, drawing the attention of many cultivators.

"What place is that?" a cultivator murmured in confusion.

The appearance of ancient battlefields was irregular, sometimes spanning nearly a millennium.

Moreover, the locations where these ancient battlefields appeared varied.

Sometimes in Dongzhou, sometimes in the West Continent.

So most cultivators had never seen it.

"It could be an ancient battlefield!" a cultivator replied.

Though many cultivators had never seen it, there were some well-informed ones among them who recognized the ancient battlefield.

Of course!

Some cultivators weren’t quite sure either!

Because the existence of an ancient battlefield was exceptionally rare.

"Ancient battlefield? The legendary ancient battlefield?" a cultivator exclaimed.

"I’ve heard that the ancient battlefield is full of treasures.

Acquiring them could significantly boost one’s power.

There are even mysterious legendary divine fruits, and after consuming them, one could directly achieve Dragon Transformation, even reach the immortal realm."

"Is the ancient battlefield truly so divine?"

At this moment, some cultivators were still lost in fantasies, while others rushed directly toward the ancient battlefield.

"Treasures, here I come!"

They looked at the ancient battlefield as if they saw a massive treasure trove.

"Brother, what are you waiting for? Let’s go quickly!" a cultivator, coming back to his senses, shouted to his companion beside him.

But no one was there by his side anymore.

"Brother, wait for me!"

Faced with the allure of treasures, some cultivators disregarded everything else.

Even the closest brothers did not matter.

Rumble!

From the direction of the West Continent, a roaring sound from the sky announced the arrival of a gigantic black ship shadow soaring through the void.

On the top of the ship’s bow, a figure draped in a black robe stood tall.

He stood there, looking down below.

The ancient battlefield appeared in his sight!

"Ancient battlefield!"

The figure in the black robe laughed.

"Heaven favors me!

Who would’ve thought I’d stumble upon such fortune while fleeing?

Hahaha!"

He laughed wildly and freely.

"Guishen Sect, just you wait.

Once I obtain the treasures, I’ll return to take my revenge.

I’ll show you my prowess!"

The figure in the black robe pointed at the ancient battlefield.

"Descend."

Rumble!

The massive ship shadow broke through the void, descending upon the ancient battlefield.

To the south, an expansive open area appeared.

A flash of white light, and figures dressed in blue Daoist robes emerged.

They were cultivators from the Kun Tian Divine Realm!

Standing at the forefront of these figures was an elderly man with white hair and beard.

"The ancient battlefield is right before you. Once inside, compete for treasures on the outskirts.

Remember!

Stay united, do not separate!

If you encounter cultivators snatching treasure from you, no matter who they are, do not retreat; suppress them for me.

Do you hear?" the elder said sternly.

"Yes, Elder!"

The elderly man with white hair and beard nodded slightly.

"I’ve waited so many years for the opportunity to enter the ancient battlefield.

You’ve lived but a fraction of that time and get this chance!

This is a tremendous opportunity!

And opportunity, only the strong can seize it," he said coldly.

"You are strong; opportunities will belong to you.

Don’t let me down!"

"Elder, don’t worry, we will definitely live up to your expectations."

"Very well, I’ll go in first.

You guys, take care of yourselves."

After speaking, the elderly man with white hair and beard left behind streaks of afterimages.

At the fastest speed, he stepped into the ancient battlefield.

The remaining cultivators in sky-blue Daoist robes didn’t delay any longer.

They also entered the ancient battlefield at their fastest pace.

As more time exposed the ancient battlefield, more cultivators arrived.

These people had varying cultivation levels, but many were at least at the Other Shore Realm.

They hailed from various factions or were powerful loose cultivators.

These strong cultivators had different goals than ordinary ones.

Their ultimate objective was to enter deep into the ancient battlefield to seek invaluable treasures.

Ordinary treasures no longer satisfied them.

Deep in the ancient battlefield, near the central region, stood a figure with a longsword on his back.

He was bare-chested, and his lower garments were torn in many places, revealing much of his physique!

If anyone were here, they would see.

His body was different from an ordinary person!

His physique was crystal clear, with white flames burning inside.

This person was Yang Yan!

He was about to step into a mountain filled with flames.

His eyes, like blazing suns, could clearly see the depths of the flaming mountain.

There was a colossal three-legged furnace!

Many mystical patterns and forms were carved on it.

Vivid and lifelike, as if real!

At a glance, anyone could tell.

It was a treasure!

He could also see that flames were spewing from the mouth of the furnace.

These flames were unusual; they could burn air and rocks.

The temperature they produced was incredibly intense.

"It’s a great treasure!"

As he stepped into the flaming mountain, Yang Yan’s clothing burned away completely.

But he didn’t care a bit, charging right into the mountain.

"Get out!"

Suddenly, Yang Yan heard a heavy voice.

The voice emanated from the three-legged furnace, and simultaneously, flames spewed more vigorously.

In the air, the flames condensed into a massive flying bird!

A terrible pressure emanated from it.