Chronicles of Ascension: The Path to Immortality

He turned to look at the others.

He found that Zhang Dawu and his team had already come out.

"Dawu, what's the result?" Zhang Xuan asked.

"Hehe... Temple Master, look."

Zhang Xuan saw the object in Zhang Dawu's hand, which was a second-level middle-grade dragon qi-possessed object.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that I could get a second-level dragon qi-possessed object in the Wuhai. Dawu, well done."

"I have to thank the temple master for giving me three Yuanying souls as sacrificial objects. If there were no such precious sacrificial objects, I would not be able to get this second-level middle-grade spiritual qi-possessed object."

Zhang Xuan looked at the other 14 people in the dung-picking team.

They also fished out dragon qi-possessed objects in the Wuhai, but they were all first-level dragon qi-possessed objects.

Even so, it was enough to use on the Shenzhou.

In the cross-domain treasure boat of the magic weapon level, to refine a small spiritual vein, only ordinary dragon qi-breaking objects were needed.

These dragon qi-broken objects are not even first-class, and can be said to be not of grade at all.

The area covered by the small spiritual veins refined is only a few dozen feet, which can barely cover the core part of the cross-domain treasure boat, and can reach the concentration of second-class spiritual veins.

This first-class dragon qi-possessed object is different.

The small spiritual veins refined can cover hundreds of feet, and if a high-level formation master is used, it can condense the spiritual energy concentration comparable to the third-class spiritual veins.

As for the second-class dragon qi-possessed object that Zhang Dawu fished out of the Wuhai.

He was reluctant to use it to refine the Shenzhou.

Putting this second-class dragon qi-possessed object into the earth veins with a formation may generate a second-class middle-class spiritual vein.

The second-class middle-class spiritual fields on the second-class middle-class spiritual veins can reach 50,000 acres, the second-class low-class spiritual fields can reach 300,000 acres, and the first-class spiritual fields are even more incalculable.

Then setting up a gathering formation in these spiritual fields is much more cost-effective than refining them into the Shenzhou.

Zhang Xuan gave different contribution points to each family cultivator who fished out the dragon-possessed object according to the different grades of the dragon-possessed object.

Zhang Dawu's dragon-possessed object was the most valuable, so Zhang Xuan directly gave him 8 million contribution points.

"Has the old oily head not come out yet?" Zhang Xuan asked.

Everyone shook their heads: "No."

"That's strange, he entered the Wuhai before me, why hasn't he come out yet?"

At this moment, Zhang Xuan felt a wave in the air.

An old figure appeared.

The old oily head appeared.

"How is it?" Zhang Xuan hurriedly supported the staggering old oily head and asked.

The old oily head shook his head: "Nothing, nothing?"

"That big eyeball is easy to talk to, how could it be..."

"What big eyeball, I didn't see anything."

"Then this time was in vain?"

"Alas..." The old oily head sighed.

"The heart of the witch ancestor is in my hands. Let's enter the witch ancestor temple and revive the ancestor witch!"

"Only the witch ancestor high priest can enter the five major temples. I only accidentally got a wisp of the high priest's aura back then, and then I accidentally entered the inscription temple."

"You couldn't enter before, but now you can!"

Zhang Xuan said and led everyone out of the ancestor witch temple first.

As for the things in the ancestor witch temple, they were all low-level spiritual materials, and the highest did not exceed the third level.

Zhang Xuan himself didn't like them, so he directly distributed these things to the dung picking team.

Come to the witch ancestor temple.

Looking at the temple that was like a huge mountain, everyone was also moved in their hearts.

It turned out that when watching from a distance, the feeling was not deep.

It was not until I came to the temple that I felt the magnificent oppression of the temple.

Zhang Xuan saw the dense silk threads outside the witch ancestor temple through the control magic power he realized through the forbidden witch map.

"The silk threads of this restriction are too dense!" Zhang Xuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The restrictions set up outside the temple were at least level 4.

He had no idea whether he could break these restrictions through his control magic.

He used his control power to pull apart these restriction threads one by one.

It was a delicate job to pull apart the silk threads.

Once a restriction thread could not be pulled, it had to be replaced immediately.

Three days and three nights had passed.

Using the control power consumed a lot of the soul.

Zhang Xuan had taken dozens of Zhenghun Xiaoqi Jindan alone.

In this way, his soul power also reached the bottom.

Finally, these complex restriction threads were moved to both sides, and an entrance appeared.

"Follow me, we will enter this Wuzu Temple." Zhang Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned back to say to everyone.

"Yes."

Zhang Xuan was the first to step into the outer restriction.

Everyone followed behind, and it was really smooth.

Even the old oily head was surprised.

This is a restriction above level 4.

I didn't expect that the master of his own temple could solve it.

Before arriving at the huge gate of the temple.

The huge gate of the temple was made of fourth-level spiritual gold.

It can be seen how glorious the Ancestral Witch Clan was back then.

Zhang Xuan pushed the huge gate hard, but it didn't move at all.

You should know that his current physical cultivation strength is comparable to that of the late Nascent Soul.

Now he can't even open such a huge gate.

It's not just the material problem of this huge gate, I'm afraid there are still a lot of sealing forces on this huge gate.

"Who sealed this huge gate? Could it be Long Xinghe?"

Back then, the War God Temple destroyed the Ancestral Witch Clan and took away the Witch Ancestor's Heart.

What's even more weird is that there are not many signs of fighting in the entire Ancestral Witch Ruins.

These people seemed to be wiped out in an instant.

In the Temple of the God of War, the only one with such strength is probably the Dragon Star River.

"Since we can't push it open, let's force it!"

Zhang Xuan's right hand, which was integrated with the bones of the True Demon, clenched his fist directly and urged his true energy.

"Boom--"

He punched.

The entire Wuzu Temple was shaking violently.

Zhang Xuan's face turned pale.

This punch alone consumed nearly half of his true energy.

"Hua La--"

The giant door broke, and a huge gap appeared.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan saw a stream of violent star power flying out of the temple.

"Everyone be careful!"

Zhang Xuan's consciousness connected with the fate stars.

A huge petal fell from the sky, like a shield, blocking everyone.

"Hua-Hua--"

Bursts of collisions.

Like the flow of the galaxy.

Leaving traces of the galaxy on the petals.

These galaxy fragments flew out of the ancestral witch temple, like locusts that broke the ban.

Flying everywhere.

Wherever it passed, the sky collapsed and the earth split, and even the Witch God Temple collapsed instantly.

The streets along the way turned into ashes.

Several other temples were also shaking under the impact of the galaxy.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

The other four temples collapsed under the impact of the vast galaxy.

Originally a holy place in everyone's mind, it was so vulnerable that it turned into ashes in an instant.

Several members of the dung collection team were seriously injured by the galaxy, and several died on the spot.

Until the entire ancestral witch ruins turned into ruins.

These galaxies turned into dots of starlight and returned to the sky.

Zhang Xuan's face was pale and he was panting.