Chapter 2180 Blood Refining Bottle

Fang Yue saw at a glance that the small porcelain bottle should contain an object with extremely strong evil power.

The old man waved his hand.

The small porcelain bottle fell into Fang Yue's hand. Fang Yue's divine sense fell into the small porcelain bottle, and there were piles of Hundred Refined Blood Pearls inside.

There were as many as three thousand Hundred Refined Blood Pearls in this small porcelain bottle!

But what was more precious was this small porcelain bottle. If the corpses of the leader and saint realm were collected in it, they would be automatically refined into Hundred Refined Blood Pearls!

"Is this the legendary Blood Refining Bottle?"

Fang Yue was about to ask.

But the old man guarding the morgue had already disappeared without a trace!

Fang Yue clasped his fists and bowed to the place where the old man disappeared with sincerity.

This time he might have met the legendary big man!

Fang Yue happily put the Blood Refining Bottle in his arms. This thing was of immeasurable value and could produce Hundred Refined Blood Pearls continuously.

This hundred-refined blood bead is very common in the battlefield of all races. This material is needed in many sacrifices, weapon refining and even alchemy.

However, the process of refining the hundred-refined blood bead is extremely complicated.

It takes 49 days to refine a batch of complete hundred-refined blood beads, and the blood refining bottle simplifies this process with a secret method. It only takes half an hour to refine a batch of hundred-refined blood beads!

Of course, the space of this blood refining bottle is also limited. At most, only 800 hundred-refined blood beads can be refined at one time.

But this also made Fang Yue quite surprised. As long as this treasure is used well, the origin of the saint will no longer be a problem in the future!

Fang Yue strolled behind the Thirteen-race coalition.

For Fang Yue, the rear of the Thirteen-race coalition was like his back garden. As long as he didn't deliberately commit suicide and expose his whereabouts, ordinary people would simply turn a blind eye to him!

Fang Yue walked through one morgue after another. He set up an illusion, stole all the corpses in it!

In less than a cup of tea, Fang Yue had stolen all the corpses in the morgue behind the Thirteen Clans Alliance. Most of them were corpses of creatures at the Yin-Yang Realm level, about 25% were corpses at the leader level, and there were only about 200 to 300 corpses at the saint level. According to Fang Yue's deduction and analysis, these corpses should be saints without background or military exploits, so the corpses were placed there casually.

"A little bit adds up to a lot, quantity makes up for quality! This time, all the corpses stolen from the rear of the Thirteen Clans Alliance are also a big gain! If you really use resources to buy them, they are worth at least two or three magic tools at the virtual fairy level, and ordinary people are willing to trade such things, and they may not be able to buy them if they want to!"

Fang Yue is very satisfied and relieved.

If these corpses are transformed into Hundred Refined Blood Pearls and then sacrificed to the Ten Thousand Clans Battlefield to obtain the origin of saints, their value will definitely be more than that!

On the front line, the battle between Little Thunder King and Zu Yundeng has been decided.

The two ended up in a tie. They were both rare geniuses on both sides. They had big shots behind them and would not risk their lives in a battle of this level!

The two returned to their respective places and were treated like heroes.

Little Thunder King was originally a genius of Thunder King's Mansion. This time, three True Immortal Realm masters appeared in Thunder King's Mansion to protect him.

"Little Thunder King is indeed a genius of the human race! He has the power of a True Immortal when he first entered the Void Immortal Realm. His Dao and Fa have already become invincible. He only needs a few days of precipitation to be able to go further and be on par with some of the older generation of masters!"

There was no lack of praise in Jumu City.

At this moment, the expressions on their faces looked much better!

In these few battles of geniuses, the human race performed well. Fang Yue won two games in a row. After that, the little Thunder King tied with Zu Yundeng again, showing the power of the True Immortal Realm and the style of the human race!

Zu Yundeng also returned to Zu Heng's side.

At this moment, Zu Heng showed some praise in his expression.

"Yundeng, you performed well in this battle. When we return to the clan, we can consider allocating some resources to you to help you enter a higher realm!"

"Let's end today's challenge here!"

The sun sets and the sky gradually darkens.

Zu Heng spoke up and suggested ending today's battle.

This war involves too many clans and forces, and it is impossible to keep it a joke.

"Okay!"

King An nodded and agreed with Zu Heng's statement.

Ending a day's battle with a draw may be the best result!

The human race's Tianjiao needs to rest. Both Fang Yue and Little Thunder King have consumed a lot this time.

With a buffer of one night, the two should be able to recover most of their strength. At the critical moment, they will fight for the human race again!

Both sides sounded the gong to withdraw their troops.

Fang Yue's gray clone at the level of the Great Saint left with some regret.

The strong men of the Thirteen Clan Alliance have returned. He can't cruise so leisurely, otherwise, the probability of him being discovered will increase a lot. If he is really caught, the difficulty of sneaking in again next time will increase a lot!

As the night fell, a blue curtain covered the entire night sky.

The stars sparkled, like diamonds inlaid in the entire sky.

Fang Yue was arranged to rest in an ancient mansion. This mansion was extremely old. It was said that it was the place where a powerful person in the True Immortal Realm lived in seclusion in his old age three thousand years ago! This was arranged by King An, and Fang Yue deserved such courtesy.

Fang Yue had killed several True Immortals of all races, and his military exploits were so great that he even surpassed most of the True Immortals in Jumu City!

"Prince Qing's Mansion, what are the stories and origins of this mansion?"

Fang Yue settled down and asked a steward of the clan who was at the level of virtual fairyland.

"Prince Qing was once one of the three kings in Giant Wood City. He was the oldest and had the highest cultivation. At his peak, he had reached the realm of half-step spiritual fairyland! It was just that because of the successive battles, countless obvious injuries and hidden diseases were left in his body. In his old age, his blood and qi declined, and he was no longer as brave as he was in the past. He fell from the altar and only had the cultivation of the eighth level of the true fairyland! Three thousand years ago, Lord Prince Qing sat in the mansion and passed away. His whole body turned into countless white feathers, floating all over Giant Wood City! The whole Giant Wood City cried for it, and the sky and the earth were sprinkled with blood rain, which lasted for three hours!"

Wang Ruyi, the steward of Prince Qing's Mansion, is an old man in his old age. It is said that when he was young, he was also a fierce general under Prince Qing, following Prince Qing to fight all over the world!

In his later years, he followed King Qing back to Jumu City and lived in this mansion. He became a housekeeper and took care of things for King Qing.

There are hundreds of veterans in the Qing Palace, most of whom are the old team left behind when King Qing was fighting in the past.

The weakest among them are at the peak of the saints, most of them are at the level of the great saints, and there are as many as twelve strong men in the virtual fairyland, which shows how powerful the power of King Qing was back then!

The veterans in the Qing Palace are just the tip of the iceberg of the army under King Qing back then.

"Please don't walk around in the Qing Palace, Mr. Fang Yue! There are many traps left by the old king in the Qing Palace. If anything goes wrong with Mr. Fang Yue, we can't afford it!"

Wang Ruyi's tone was polite, but his attitude was quite tough.

Letting Fang Yue live in the Qing Palace had already caused displeasure among the veterans in the Qing Palace.

King Qing devoted himself to Jumu City. Although he has passed away, the mansion he left behind should not be inhabited by others.

Fang Yue nodded. He could understand Wang Ruyi's feelings.

At the same time, Fang Yue was not very interested in the Qing Palace!

Fang Yue's activities were limited to a separate courtyard where the Qing Palace was located.

Two study rooms, a bedroom and a reception room.

It is said that this is where King Qing lived in his later years. He meditated and enlightened here and lived a very peaceful life.

King Qing likes to read, so he built two study rooms in the separate courtyard.

Fang Yue wandered around in the study room for a while, but sat down in the study room with great interest.

There are neither skills nor secret techniques in King Qing's collection of books. They are all some idle essays and travel notes.

There are even some illusory legends of Xudu among them. Most practitioners will not be interested in these things.

But Fang Yue just likes this kind of not-so-serious books.

As the saying goes, there is no smoke without fire. These myths and legends may seem absurd, but some of the records in them may not be without basis.

Fang Yue was reading with great interest in the study.

Wang Ruyi and others did not disturb Fang Yue.

Fang Yue picked up a book called Ancient Records of Giant Trees, which recorded some legends about the origin of Giant Tree City.

Giant Tree City was built in the last civilization era. There was a Jianmu tree growing in this place, which reached the sky and the earth, condensed the essence of heaven and earth, and attracted thousands of people to make pilgrimages, so this city was built!

"Oh? There was actually a Jianmu tree in this Giant Tree City. This Jianmu is the world tree. It is said that when this tree grows up, it can reach the netherworld and the heaven. Each leaf can derive an independent world! Jianmu can also bear fruit, and this fruit contains endless mysteries!"

Fang Yue was excited. If this legend is true, then there may be some legends and antiques from the last civilization era in this Giant Tree City!

Of course, Fang Yue didn't think about treasure hunting in Giant Wood City.

There are countless people in Giant Wood City, and there are probably quite a few people who know the origin of Giant Wood City. For billions of years, even if there are many treasures in Giant Wood City, it is estimated that they have been dug up by people!

However, Fang Yue saw a row of small characters like text legs in the book.

"The theory of Jianmu may be true, but the destruction of civilization will bring endless disasters! The collapse of civilization, the destruction of the era, Jianmu withered, and buried the fate of the immortal in the next life! If you get the fruit of Jianmu, you may be able to carry my way and break into the spiritual immortal position!"

There is a faint murderous aura in the handwriting.

This is an unintentional expression of people who have been fighting on the battlefield for many years!

"This handwriting should be left by King Qing! He died in the rain of blood. Did King Qing really sit in the past?"

Fang Yue suddenly felt that King Qing was not that simple.

An extremely powerful True Immortal, who has been fighting and killing for years, disrespecting heaven and earth, is such a strong man really willing to sit and die like this?

Moreover, during the peak period of his life, King Qing had also touched the level of the Spiritual Immortal Realm.

If he has the opportunity, who can guarantee that he can't break through, step into the spiritual immortal position, transform and be reborn, and come to the world again?

Fang Yue felt that King Qing was a man with a lot of ideas.