Chapter 89: The Primordial Spirit Treasure of the Ancient Times

  Under the gaze of Zhang Heng and Zhao Rui, the raging flames ignited wildly on the grassland, and in no time, half the sky was dyed red by the firelight. Even ten miles away, cultivators could see the anomaly here.

  Suddenly, Zhao Rui's head emitted a special vibration, and in the midst of the surging blood light, an astonishing Blood Kill Mark was actually formed.

  "What's going on?" Zhao Rui stared at the blood kill mark that had appeared on his own head in extreme surprise.

  This is not over yet, as time goes by, Zhao Rui's head has produced a third blood kill mark.

  Zhang Heng was also stunned at first, and it wasn't until his gaze fell upon the grasslands being burned by the flames that he suddenly realized.

  There were a large number of ferocious beasts on the grassland, and flames broke out on the grassland. Some unlucky ferocious beasts did not escape in time and were burned to death.

  And the death of these monsters, the one who started it all was naturally Zhao Rui, "the arsonist and murderer". So this account can be settled on Zhao Rui's body, which is equivalent to Zhao Rui killing these monsters.

  He didn't expect to obtain the Blood Kill Mark in this way, and Zhang Heng couldn't help but look at Zhao Rui with a new level of respect.

  The interior of Xue Sha Dong Fu can be considered a small world, with its own internal cause-and-effect cycle system, which is why Zhao Rui, who committed arson and murder, was able to obtain the Blood Kill Seal.

  As time went on, Zhao Rui's bloody seal on his forehead continued to grow, but the speed was not very fast.

  Compared with the tens of thousands of demonic beasts on this grassland, the blood killing mark formed on Zhao Rui's head was insignificant.

  After all, what's burning on this grassland is just ordinary flames, and the demon beasts that were burned to death are either stupid or have bad luck.

  But even so, the blood killing mark on Zhao Rui's head was still growing steadily, and in a short while it exceeded ten.

  Zhang Heng suddenly felt a terrifying killing intent standing next to Zhao Rui, and he couldn't help but want to get away from him as soon as possible.

  Zhao Rui also felt the anomaly on himself, and the killing aura emitted by the dozen or so blood-kill marks on his head could be sensed from a great distance.

  "Big brother? What should I do?" Zhao Rui said with some terror.

  "Shouldn't this thing have no effect on you?" Zhang Heng thought deeply.

  "No, but this thing is too terrifying......" Zhao Rui's heart still had lingering fear as he looked up at the increasing number of blood kill marks above his head.

  Suddenly, an idea emerged in Zhang Heng's mind. When entering the cave, it seemed that there was no upper limit to the number of Blood Kill Marks, as long as you could get three Blood Kill Marks, it would be enough.

  But what if more Blood Seals were obtained?

  For example, getting ten Blood Kill marks or getting one hundred Blood Kill marks.

  "Big brother, something's wrong, behind us..." Zhao Rui's eyes were filled with terror as he stared at Zhang Heng's back.

  Zhang Heng turned his head and took a cold breath involuntarily.

  Only behind Zhang Heng's location did a large piece of flames also ignite, and it was estimated that they would arrive here in no time.

  "Could there be another arsonist on this prairie?" Zhang Heng couldn't help but wonder.

  Due to the direction of the wind, the fire on the prairie would only spread in one direction. A large flame erupted behind Zhang Heng's back, which could only be because someone was also setting fires from behind.

  Facing the surging flames, Zhao Rui said in terror: "Big brother, what should we do?"

  Zhang Heng rolled his eyes and said in a bad tone: "Of course it flew away."

  A stream of green light condensed on his body, and Zhang Heng's body floated up to a height of ten meters above the ground.

  Zhao Rui smiled and floated into the air with the same method, standing shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Heng as they gazed down at the raging flames burning across the grasslands.

  At this moment, Zhao Rui's head had already accumulated twenty Blood Kill Marks.

  Even from a distance, one can feel the terrifying aura of slaughter emanating from Zhao Rui's head.

  "Can this Blood Kill Cave Mansion be set on fire at will?" Zhang Heng muttered to himself.

  In his mind, such a large grassland catching fire should have produced some unusual signs.

  Just as Zhang Heng was feeling puzzled, a loud roar echoed through the heavens:

  "How dare you, a reckless outlaw, set fires at will on the Blood Scorching Prairie!"

  A stern and majestic aura pressed down on all the cultivators across the entire grassland.

  "Big brother, it's all my fault..." Zhao Rui's face was filled with a look of panic.

  "Hahaha......" Zhang Heng burst out laughing, "Second brother, you've done a great job!"

  "I've done something wrong, why are you still praising me?" Zhao Rui asked in puzzlement.

  "Just wait and see!" Zhang Heng didn't say much more, his eyes constantly scanning everything around him.

  If Zhang Heng was right, Zhao Rui's act of arson and murder on the prairie must have triggered some sort of taboo, resulting in a new "plot quest".

  Li Hong might have also triggered the Blood Massacre Stele for some reason, causing his strength to increase several times over, and he had also obtained the top-grade spiritual artifact, the Blood Shadow Phantom Sword.

  Under Zhang Heng's expectant gaze, a strange fluctuation suddenly appeared in the sky.

  Wow!

  The flames burning across the entire prairie all surged towards a certain point in the sky.

  Under the gaze of many monks on the prairie, all the flames seemed to have received some kind of summons and flew away to a certain place in the sky.

  Zhang Heng gave himself a spiritual eye technique and looked into the distance.

  Thousands of meters high in the air, a peculiar bead that was entirely dark red floated there. The bead was about the size of an infant's fist and quivered slightly, with a pale red halo circulating around it.

  All the fire spirits' power in the world began to stir and become restless.

  "Is this...?" Zhang Heng's heart skipped a beat as a legendary term appeared in his mind.

  "Heavens... That's actually the Primordial Spirit Treasure Fire Origin Pearl!"

  Some monks even recognized this treasure!

  In the Xianxia world, the levels of magical artifacts are: Faqi, Lingqi, Fabao, Tongling Fabao, and Xianbao.

  Below the Nascent Soul stage, Masters mostly use magical instruments below the level of a Treasure. At the same time, the classification of Treasures is also the most numerous, which will not be mentioned here for now.

  The top-grade immortal treasure is said to be a treasure refined by the immortals in legend, and there are only a few pieces left on the entire Dongyun continent.

  As for the Innate Spiritual Treasure, within this realm, its ranking is still unclear, but it is absolutely an existence that surpasses the Immortal Treasures.

  The Huoyuan Pearl can be considered a rare spiritual treasure in the world, born from heaven and earth, so it is also called Pre-Heavenly Spiritual Treasure (do not confuse with the Pre-Heavenly Spiritual Treasure in the Honghuang text, there are big differences between them).

  It is said that the Huoyuan Pearl contains the fundamental power of the heavenly fire, and under normal circumstances, only Xian-class beings can exert its might.

  As for ordinary cultivators, just forget about using this innate spiritual treasure. If you try to fight with this treasure, you will only end up with a tragic fate of your soul flying away and your spirit scattering.

  All the cultivators present were amazed and looked up at the Fire Source Pearl floating high in the air.

  Zhang Heng's face also turned solemn as he thought deeply, and he hadn't expected to see such a top-grade treasure outside the outer layer of the Blood Kill Cave Mansion.

  Could it be that the Blood Kill Emperor never intended to give this Pre-Heaven Spirit Treasure to any cultivator, but only used it to extinguish the flames.

  Zhang Heng believed that even for an existence at the level of Blood Kill God Emperor, the Huo Yuan Pearl was absolutely not a street vendor's goods.

  In the blink of an eye, Huo Yuanzhu absorbed all the flames.

  Immediately, the Fire Source Pearl emitted a fiery red glow again, shooting directly at the ground.

  Rumble!

  The red light shot onto the ground, causing a violent tremor of the earth, and emitting an astonishing shockwave.

  Then a crack of several tens of meters wide appeared on the ground, and from a distance, a smell of sulfur was detected.

  Just as Zhang Heng was marveling at the sight from a distance, dark red magma surged out of the fissure again. The magma seemed to be controlled by someone, condensing and accumulating on the ground, forming a complex shape.

  "That is..." Zhang Heng looked at those magma as if they had a spiritual nature and formed a human-like shape.

  Before long, the magma solidified, and what was revealed before our eyes was an extremely strange stone carving. The stone carving was a man holding a large sword.

  The stone carving is vivid and lifelike, the man has a fiery red hair, high nose bridge, bright eyes, grinning with a large mouth, holding a giant sword with raging flames.

  The hilt of this large sword has a recessed area that can be inlaid with a spherical object.

  Rumbling sounds, a fissure tens of meters wide on the ground healed instantly, leaving no trace.

  Whoosh! The fire bead in the sky suddenly fell to the side of this statue, circled around the stone carving a few times, and automatically entered the recess.

  In an instant, the stone-carved man's large sword emitted a dazzling red light, causing the heavens and earth to change color, and the entire cave mansion was shaken for hundreds of miles around.

  Zhang Heng's gaze suddenly fell on a small stone tablet next to the stone-carved man.

  Through his spiritual eye technique, Zhang Heng vaguely saw a few majestic and powerful words:

  With a sword in hand, I am free and easy, roaming the world, only I am supreme!

  Under these big characters, there are several smaller ones:

  A thousand years of life and death intertwined, yet once a friend is gone, they will never return.

  Between the lines flowed a deep sadness and loneliness that even made Zhang Heng's heart skip a beat.

  At the end of the document, there are a few words: Man - Wu - Ming.

  Zhang Heng's heart skipped a beat, Fan Wuming? Surname Fan?

  Not Blood Kill Emperor, but Brahman Nameless!

  At this point, Zhang Heng's mind flashed back to the dark face of Fan Xiaohei and the despair he felt after leaving Fan Family Town.

  Bloodbath in Fangjia Town! These few words were deeply etched into Zhang Heng's mind.

  At this point, Zhang Heng's clothes were suddenly soaked with sweat all over his body.