Chapter 239: Chapter 239

Zhao Letian arrived at the palace ruins to find many others already there.

These people were not fighting; instead, they were quickly searching through the palace ruins.

"Three-star Armor, Three-star Blade, fantastic."

"Haha, Xuan-level Initial Stage Martial Techniques, I've hit the jackpot."

"I found a Storage Ring, not bad."

Cheering voices rose one after another; many had found some valuable items in these palace ruins.

"Could there really be so many treasures here?"

Zhao Letian's eyes narrowed with fiery desire, and in a flash, he activated his Xuan-level Body Technique, Meteor Step, becoming a speck of starlight as he dashed into the ruins.

Although he was no longer lacking in Martial Techniques and Spiritual Artifacts, he would not pass up these items. More importantly, he couldn't allow others to have them—after all, they were his rivals.

"Three-star Spirit Armor, haha, I've struck it rich."

A young man in a black robe found a piece of Three-star Spirit Armor atop a dilapidated palace roof and laughed excitedly.

"Hand over the Jade Token and all the treasures on you, or die."

At that moment, a streak of starlight shot quickly towards them, revealing Zhao Letian's figure as the light receded, with a Longsword held to the black-robed young man's neck.

"Don't attack; I'll give them to you."

Shocked and disgruntled, the black-robed youth complied, handing over both his Jade Token and the brand-new Three-star Spirit Armor.

Though he was reluctant to part with his newly acquired treasures, he had to do so to save his life. In the end, he could only blame his lack of strength; he had been subdued before he could react. He could sense the chilling murderous intent emanating from Zhao Letian — if he dared to resist, there would only be death.

After snatching the treasures from the black-robed youth, Zhao Letian's figure flickered as he went off to search for other Martial Artists.

After spending a day detoxifying, his Xuan-level Sword Skill, as well as his archery skills, had all reached a level of minor accomplishment with incredible speed. Moreover, he had now comprehended both the Fire Force and the Thunder Force, and along with the Wind Force and Sword Force he was advancing to the Second Realm, his strength was immense. Few in the Slaughter Illusion Realm could confront him head-on.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Letian had effortlessly taken more treasures from his rivals, even killing one who refused to cooperate.

Unnoticed, the number of Jade Tokens on him had reached over two hundred, and his ranking had improved to seventh.

"So many people, what's that? The Enlightenment Stele?"

After a while, Zhao Letian arrived at a plaza deep within the ruins. He saw that a vast crowd, at least a hundred strong, had gathered, but no one was fighting. Instead, they were all looking up at a giant black stele standing in the middle of the plaza, with three bold and ancient characters inscribed: Enlightenment Stele.

"Such a familiar sensation. This Enlightenment Stele is emitting powers of various 'forces', just like the Ten Thousand Abyss in Galaxy Sect."

Zhao Letian stared at the black stele, his eyes brimming with surprise and delight.

Cultivating near this Enlightenment Stele would undoubtedly lead to rapid improvement in the realms of the 'forces'.

At the same time, the other Martial Artists harbored the same thoughts, but no one dared to cultivate there directly. Everyone was alert, cautiously sizing each other up, unwilling to cultivate until the others were eliminated. Thus, the atmosphere instantly tensed; complete silence fell over the spacious plaza. This chapter's true source is My Virtual Library Empire (*).

Suddenly, a muscular young man dressed in a patterned animal skin leapt from afar and landed directly on top of the Enlightenment Stele, holding a curved blade and coldly surveying the crowd below.

"It's him, Qi Sheng who ranks tenth, his strength is astonishing."

"What is he planning to do? Could it be he wants to monopolize this Enlightenment Stele?"

"Even if he's powerful, the idea of him taking on so many of us alone is no different from seeking death."

The crowd's gazes converged on the beast-hide clad youth Qi Sheng, discussing with both shock and anger.

This Qi Sheng, already a genius of a super tribe, has a True Cultivation of the Ninth Realm of True Martial. Rare are those who dare provoke him in the outside world, but here, since everyone's cultivation is at the First Realm of True Martial, he doesn't seem so frightening.

"Qi Sheng? Ranked tenth?"

Zhao Letian, in an unnoticed corner, raised his head to look at Qi Sheng on the Enlightenment Stele, his eyes filled with eager anticipation.

This man has over a hundred Jade Tokens on him, taking him down would indeed reap many benefits.

"All of you, scram. I'm claiming this Enlightenment Stele for myself,"

Qi Sheng, standing atop the Enlightenment Stele, coldly swept his gaze across everyone present and declared arrogantly, seemingly not taking anyone present seriously.

Of course, this was because he hadn't recognized Zhao Letian, unaware that there were even fiercer individuals present, otherwise, he wouldn't be so confident.

"What an arrogant guy, Qi Sheng, each of us is a genius from our respective tribes, and you think you can just dismiss us with one sentence? That's rather naive."

"That's right, who do you think you are? With just yourself, you want to take on more than a hundred geniuses of the same level? That's simply overestimating yourself."

The crowd clamored in protest. This Enlightenment Stele was a precious tool for everyone to enhance their strength, and no one was willing to easily give it up.

"What if it's not just him, but me as well?"

Just then, alongside a prideful voice, a streak of light suddenly flew from afar, landing atop the Enlightenment Stele, standing alongside Qi Sheng, disdainfully looking down at the crowd.

"It's Qi Hong, Qi Sheng's brother, ranked sixth, his strength is terrifying."

"The Qi Family's two great geniuses have both shown up, now this is troublesome."

Everyone was suddenly shocked and started discussing with serious expressions.

Qi Hong's True Cultivation is also at the Ninth Realm of True Martial, extremely formidable; amongst his peers, few can match him, even scarier than Qi Sheng.

"Such a powerful aura, this man's talent is definitely no less than Wanyan Zheng's."

Zhao Letian's expression tightened as well, but besides caution, his eyes also bore a feverish excitement.

On this man, there were over two hundred Jade Tokens; to Zhao Letian, he was simply a fat sheep delivered to his door.

"Let's go. With the Qi brothers united, there is no chance for us."

After hesitating for a moment, some of the crowd finally chose to give up. With a loud shout, they prepared to maneuver their Spiritual Artifacts to leave.

"Thinking of leaving now? It's too late. Kill."

Qi Hong gave a cold smile, his eyes flashing with a cold murderous intent. Then, he directly took a curved blade in hand, swooping down like a tiger among sheep, beginning a bloody slaughter.

At the same time, Qi Sheng also began to chase down those who tried to escape.