Based on what Mo Wen knew, only large sects had the capabilities to construct Fighting Spirit Towers: normal immortal cultivator sects did not. Also, Fighting Spirit Towers were ranked. The more powerful the Fighting Spirit Tower, the larger the benefits it brought to the immortal cultivators.
However, even the lowest ranked Fighting Spirit Tower was something that was hard to find. Rumor had it that back then, in order to construct a Fighting Spirit Tower, the Divine Pill Sect had dedicated a millennium worth of the sect's acc.u.mulated resources.
The ancient martial art pract.i.tioners wanted to enter the Fighting Spirit Tower not just because of the spiritual fire. The Fighting Spirit Tower itself had a strong attraction for them.
Before this, Ming Temple's second Sect Grand Elder had explained the wonders of the Fighting Spirit Tower in detail. It moved the hearts of all of the ancient martial art pract.i.tioners, leading all the ancient martial art pract.i.tioner joined forces to enter the center square together.
When Mo Wen was in the Divine Pill Sect, he had wanted to enter the Fighting Spirit Tower at least once. The master who had instructed him in alchemy had previously mentioned that the inside of the Fighting Spirit Tower was mysterious and unpredictable. There was a huge chance that if he could enter the Fighting Spirit Tower, he could maybe find a way to step on the Way of Immortals.
Back then though, Mo Wen's status in the Divine Pill Sect was too low. He was not at all qualified to enter the Fighting Spirit Tower.
Now, in this mysterious s.p.a.ce, there was a Fighting Spirit Tower. For Mo Wen, this came as a huge surprise. No matter what happened, he must enter the Fighting Spirit Tower to see whether he could reap any benefits.
The Fighting Spirit Tower here was almost in ruins. It was half collapsed and could not compare to a complete one, yet Fighting Spirit Towers were not ordinary places. Even if they had been abandoned for tens of thousands of years, they would continue to function as long as they had not been completely destroyed.
In the Immortal Cultivation world, there were immortal cultivators that adventured to wastelands, searching for the ancient remnants of Fighting Spirit Towers. They would then reap the benefits from inside.
In front of the Fighting Spirit Tower, the Peac.o.c.k Beast King and the Seven Major Martial Arts Grandmasters were in the heat of battle. Huge forces surged constantly forming wave after wave of storm. But the Fighting Spirit Tower behind it was unaffected. Even the strongest storm seemed to be unable to chip the dust of its structure.
A brilliant red light flashed. The Peac.o.c.k Beast King was truly incredible. As it flashed and turned, the Seven Major Martial Arts Grandmasters found it impossible to get anywhere near the Fighting Spirit Tower. Out of its entire body of colorful feathers, seven very beautiful tail feathers flew out. The seven tail feathers were different from the other feathers on the Peac.o.c.k Beast King's body. Not only were they more brilliant, but there were also unique ancient runes floating over each of them. They looked like magical treasures concocted by immortal cultivators and yet were not.
The seven tail feathers were quite amazing. As the runes flashed, they blocked all of the Seven Major Martial Arts Grandmasters' profound level weapons.
The warriors surrounding the Peac.o.c.k Beast King were all strong pract.i.tioners among the Martial Arts Grandmasters. Not one of them was a weakling and they all wielded valuable profound level weapons. However, these profound level weapons were unable to surpa.s.s the unique feathers on the Peac.o.c.k Beast King's body.
"Demonic Spiritual Treasure." A look of astonishment flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. His eyes marveled as he looked at the seven tail feathers of the Peac.o.c.k Beast King. The Peac.o.c.k Beast King was highly skilled. Its body had actually evolved a spiritual treasure by itself. It was difficult for even members of the Devil Clan to have evolved Spiritual Treasures.
The treasures of the world were largely divided into two types. One type were treasures born of the world—spiritual items that formed naturally. The other type was the acquired kind, where a living being concocted a treasure.
A Demonic Spiritual Treasure, on the other hand, was a bit strange. It was in between treasures born of the world and acquired treasure, having connections with both sides.
The so-called Demonic Spiritual Treasure referred to a special part on the body of a Devil Clan's member. This part was present at birth and after developing over the years, it would be constantly changing. Gradually, it would become a treasure that contained the Power of Heaven and Earth.
In the Immortal Cultivation world, Demonic Spiritual Treasures were very common. A member of the Devil Clan with a little bit of talent would almost always have its own Demonic Spiritual Treasure. The Devil Clan's Demonic Spiritual Treasure and the human immortal cultivator's Natal Spiritual Treasure were similar. They were fed with the power of their own Qi and blood. After many years of sacrifice and cultivating, as time pa.s.sed, the treasure would become more powerful.
The Devil Clan used their bodies as furnaces and their life essence as fertilizer in order to cultivate Demonic Spiritual Treasures. Such treasures would become more powerful as the Devil Clan member's cultivation increased. They had a very powerful growth ability.
Also, Demonic Spiritual Treasures were almost always a part of the member of the Devil Clan's own body, so the compatibility with their own bodies was 100%. This was something the immortal cultivator's Natal Spiritual Treasure could not do.
However, the Demonic Spiritual Treasure was a concept just within the Devil Clan. Usually, only the Devil Clan had Demonic Spiritual Treasure. Even members of the Devil Clan with weaker bloodlines would not have Demonic Spiritual Treasures.
Mo Wen had never seen a mere monstrous beast actually have a Demonic Spiritual Treasure on its body! The chances of a Demonic Spiritual Treasure appearing on a monstrous beast's body was most likely more than one in ten million. The bloodline of the Peac.o.c.k Beast King was possibly not so simple. Such a monstrous beast in the Immortal Cultivation world would probably have long caught the attention of the Devil Clan. They would have carefully cultivated it: that the creature would become a demon was almost a certainty.
For such a monstrous beast to appear deep underground in the Fire Domain, in a place that was almost completely sealed off from the outside world, was practically impossible.
Mo Wen felt that this world was truly exciting. Many things that he had not seen in the Immortal Cultivation world had actually appeared one by one in this ancient martial arts world. Seven ancient martial art pract.i.tioners were wielding profound level weapons, fighting to take over an Immortal Cultivation world's Fighting Spirit Tower. Even in his dreams, such a scene had never appeared. To Mo Wen, it seemed as though a group of ants was fighting over the palace's Manchu Han Imperial Feast.
The seven peac.o.c.k tail feathers were brilliant beyond compare, radiating an astonis.h.i.+ng divine glow. The ancient runes on them flashed and reflected the profound level weapons of the Martial Arts Grandmasters back one by one. They could not harm the Peac.o.c.k Beast King at all.
The Peac.o.c.k Beast King fluttered its wings, becoming a ma.s.s of flames and light as it continued to battle with the seven Martial Arts Grandmasters. Its fierce aura even sent a chill down the spines of people who were thousands of meters away.
"That Peac.o.c.k Beast King appears to be at a disadvantage, but it still has some fight left in it. The seven Demonic Spiritual Treasures are incredible. They are most likely no weaker than profound level weapons. Who knows how many years this Peac.o.c.k Beast King had to cultivate to have such might? Even with seven Martial Arts Grandmasters surrounding one Peac.o.c.k Beast King, it most likely will be very difficult to defeat the Peac.o.c.k Beast King in a short amount of time. Entering the tower at this moment is too dangerous."
The light in Mo Wen's eyes flashed as he thought about the current situation. It was just as the ancient martial art pract.i.tioners said. If they entered the tower right now they would pay for it with their lives. That was made clear by the deaths of the three people who had already tried.
Even Mo Wen, with the protection of the Black Gold Puppet, did not dare to be careless right now. The ancient martial art pract.i.tioners whose cultivation was below that of the Martial Arts Grandmasters needed to be doubly wary. If Mo Wen tried to enter the tower, he would enrage the Peac.o.c.k Beast King, causing it to focus its full power on him. When that happened, he would most likely be unable to block the attack even if he used the Black Gold Puppet.
As Mo Wen was weighing up his options, the empty s.p.a.ce in the distance was suddenly distorted subtly. The magnitude of the distortion was tiny. No one except Mo Wen seemed to have noticed.
If Mo Wen's soul power had been any weaker, and if his attention coincidentally had not been in that direction, he would never have noticed it.
"Huh? That's…" A strange look flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. His eyes narrowed and he suddenly looked in the direction of the Peac.o.c.k Beast King. His gaze instantly became sharp, as though he was afraid that he would overlook something.
The Peac.o.c.k Beast King suddenly turned its head. Its eyes were like bright suns and they flashed with blinding golden light. The next moment, the Peac.o.c.k Beast King raised its head to the sky and gave out a long cry. All the feathers on its body expanded. The peac.o.c.k began its display. An ultimate flame power was released from its body. It became an illusionary phoenix, furiously cras.h.i.+ng towards an empty s.p.a.ce.
There was nothing in the empty s.p.a.ce. Even the Seven Major Martial Arts Grandmasters surrounding the Peac.o.c.k Beast King had not noticed anything out of the ordinary. The Peac.o.c.k Beast King's unusual behavior stunned the Seven Major Martial Arts Grandmasters. Confused, they looked towards the empty s.p.a.ce.
"As expected of the rare beast that has the bloodline of the Ancient Colored Peac.o.c.k. It is really extraordinary."
A faint voice, already fading, sounded from the empty s.p.a.ce. Then, a black skull suddenly appeared. The illusionary phoenix collided with it as it came cras.h.i.+ng towards what had been an empty s.p.a.ce.
The illusionary phoenix and the black skull were shattered at the same time. In the empty s.p.a.ce, part of the s.p.a.ce distorted. Then, one, two, three… five black-robed figures appeared one after another.
The five black-robed figures each gave off a powerful aura. Each one brought a chill with them. Once they appeared, the surrounding temperature suddenly plummeted tens of degrees.
"All of them are Martial Arts Grandmasters!"
Mo Wen looked at the group of black-robed figures that had suddenly appeared with shock in his eyes. The auras of four of them were comparable to Martial Arts Grandmasters. Mo Wen could not see the leader of the black-robed figures but knew that the leader of such a group must be extremely powerful.
One would not normally expect to see Martial Arts Grandmaster strong pract.i.tioners at all, but one after another had appeared in the city. Now, even more ridiculously, a group had appeared together. The five black-robed figures were clearly from the same faction. Exactly what faction were they from to actually have such frightening ability?
The appearance of the five black-robed figures stunned the seven Martial Arts Grandmaster surrounding the Peac.o.c.k Beast King. They had no idea how the black-robed figures had been able to hide from them. If the Peac.o.c.k Beast King had not drawn the black-robed figures out, the seven grandmasters would most likely still be in the dark.
For a moment, the expressions of the seven Martial Arts Grandmasters turned sullen. They were fighting the Peac.o.c.k Beast King to the death. Putting aside the fact that as Martial Arts Grandmasters they were not helping, the black-robed figures had actually tried to use them to restrict the Peac.o.c.k Beast King, and then quietly enter the Fighting Spirit Tower.
Martial Arts Grandmasters were different from ancient martial art pract.i.tioners. They were the strongest battle power among the human ancient martial art pract.i.tioners, so all of them had to come to deal with the Beast Kings. This allowed ordinary ancient martial art pract.i.tioners to take the opportunity to sneak into the Fighting Spirit Tower, as long as they had the ability. After all, ordinary ancient martial art pract.i.tioners could not pose a threat at all to the Beast Kings. Asking them to deal with the Beast Kings was no different from sending them to their deaths.
The fact that the five black-robed figures had obviously been happy to stand by and let the human warriors sacrifice themselves drew the fury of all the ancient martial art pract.i.tioner sects.
