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nChapter 666: Basalt Iron Divine Wood

nAs the body of Venerable Heavenly Thunder fell, all of the cultivators within the Holy Prison Land that were marked with a blood stripe, that was, with a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation or above, had all been slaughtered by the players!

nAt this moment, it represented that the Northern Spirit Realm’s former owner, the Holy Prison Land, had been completely annihilated!

n“Ling Tianyu!” He Yiming rose with satisfaction, then spoke faintly.

n“Disciple here!” Ling Tianyu took a step out, only showing up at this time.

n“I’ll leave the follow-up work to you! Your task is to take over the Holy Prison Land and collect the heavenly treasures of the entire Northern Spirit Realm and convey them to the sect!”

n“Understood!”

nHe Yiming finished his arrangements, and with a single step in the air, he arrived at the Holy Prison Land’s treasure vault.

nFloating in front of He Yiming was a hundred-meter huge steel gate.

nIt was an Top-Grade Earth Artifact, and on top of that, a full nine fifth-grade defense formations had been added onto it.

n“Cough cough cough… no one can break through this invincible treasure vault gate…” At this time, there was still a Holy Prison Land half-step Heavenly Pill powerhouse, who still had a breath left. Seeing He Yiming appear, the corner of his mouth curled up, surfacing a touch of smugness.

nThis half-step Heavenly Pill Realm powerhouse was the one responsible for guarding this gate.

nAlthough he had been beaten by players to the point where he was seriously injured and waiting to die, many players had tried and failed to break through this gate and could only leave helplessly.

n“Ow? Really?” He Yiming, however, became interested.

nSo…

n“Purgatory True Demon Body!!!” He Yiming shifted, his aura suddenly transforming into a bottomless pit brutality and dominance!

nBoom!!!

nAt the next moment, He Yiming punched. It was without any fancy, pure and simple brute force.

nHis fist fiercely blasted on this gate!

nBang!!!

nWith a loud roar, the nine fifth-grade defense formations collapsed in unison, and the full fifty meter thick steel gate was directly smashed by a single punch!

n“Tsk, tsk, but that’s all there is!” He Yiming shook his head, not quite satisfied.

nPfft!

nThe half-step Heavenly Pill guarding the gate spat blood and died in anger.

n“The savings of the Holy Prison Land are indeed good!” He Yiming nodded in satisfaction immediately after stepping into this treasure vault.

nOther things aside, there were a full hundred pieces of Earth Artifacts alone.

nThere were also three low-grade Heaven Mending Pills!

nThere were even a full thousand of other fifth-grade spirit herbs and spirit materials.

nThis Holy Prison Land really did have a lot of resources!

nThat’s good!

nIt’s all mine!

nHe Yiming raised his hand, and with the power of the Heavenly Pill, he grabbed all within the treasure vault into the Five Elements Small World.

nSeeing the empty treasure vault, He Yiming then nodded in satisfaction and turned around, ready to leave.

n“Hmm?” However, He Yiming suddenly turned around.

nRealizing that he had surprisingly missed an item.

nThis thing was in the corner of the treasure vault.

nWhen he casually grabbed it, he actually didn’t grab this object?

nHe Yiming walked over with large strides and quickly picked up this object.

n“So heavy!” At this time, He Yiming’s Azure Emperor Immortal Body Heavenly Pill Perfection Realm, as well as the Purgatory True Demon Body, actually felt a bit heavy.

nOf course, picking it up was no problem.

nHowever, with the weight of this object, if it wasn’t a pure physical cultivator, not even an average Heavenly Pill Realm would be able to hold it!

nHow could it be so heavy?

nHe Yiming lowered his head and carefully examined it, and immediately, his eyes flashed with a brilliant light!

n“Basalt Iron Divine Wood!!!” He Yiming sucked in a breath of cool air.

nThis item was a divine wood with an astonishing weight!

nBut more than the weight, the most amazing thing was its hardness!

nAlthough the Basalt Iron Divine Wood was a wood, its hardness began to be not the least bit below the Underworld Basalt Iron!

nOf course, the Basalt Iron Divine Wood was not refined with flames!

nIn order to refine the Basalt Iron Divine Wood, one had to control an extremely powerful water or wood system technique! To refine it with one’s own power!

nThe Basalt Iron Divine Wood was a seventh-grade level spirit material!

nNormally, only a Deity Transformation powerhouse could refine it at will!

nPeak Nascenlt Soul level could also refine it, but it would take a billion times longer!

nLikely a few hundred years or so.

nAs for peak Heavenly Pill…

nCough cough cough…

nHe Yiming felt that even if he could refine it himself, without four or five thousand years, it was basically hopeless!

n“It’s a pity that it’s the Basalt Iron Divine Wood. It would have been better if it was the Blue Heaven Divine Wood!” He Yiming sighed a bit.

nThe Basalt Iron Divine Wood didn’t have a woody origin aura, so it couldn’t be used as his own Evolutionary Five Elements Small World! It would be different if it was the Blue Heaven Divine Wood!

nThe Blue Heaven Divine Wood was a pure Divine Wood that possessed a vast and incomparable wood aura!

n“With my cultivation, I can’t cultivate this thing… what do I do with it?” He Yiming was somewhat speechless as he looked at this wrist-sized piece of Basalt Iron Divine Wood.

nA seventh-grade spirit material, such a good treasure, but he couldn’t use it. It’s really a pity!

nHowever, the Basalt Iron Divine Wood actually had another use for He Yiming, who was majoring in the Azure Emperor Immortal Body.

nThat was to refine it and use it as the main material for performing the Wood Technique!

nThe Basalt Iron Divine Wood on He Yiming’s hand was only the size of his arm.

nIf he could refine it, he could use it as the core and inject it with the power of Wood Technique, and condense it into a 10,000 meter giant!

nAnd this Basalt Iron Divine Wood level defense and destructive power would be heaven-defyingly powerful!

nOnly a wooden divine body power like the Azure Emperor Immortal Body could refine it like this!

nOrdinary wood techniques simply couldn’t do it!

nBut the premise….

n“I damn well have to be at least at the peak of Nascent Soul to be able to refine it successfully within a hundred years!” He Yiming was a bit speechless.

nOr…

n“It can be given to a players to try… I’ll see if the players has a way to refine it…” He Yiming’s mind moved, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

nSkillfully storing away the Basalt Iron Divine Wood, He Yiming had already planned that after he returned, he would put this Basalt Iron Divine Wood in the Resting Soil Tower and give it to the players with the best cultivation of Azure Emperor Immortal Body.

n“No surprise, it should be him!” He Yiming secretly thought.

nWith that, this left the treasure vault.

n“Brother Ming, what to do with these people?” Star found his way over at this moment and reported to He Yiming.

nHe Yiming followed Star to the outside of the crumbling hall and saw that nearly ten thousand people were squatting in the Holy Prison Land plaza.

nMost of them were Spirit VeinRealm disciples, and a few were some old and weak women and children. They should be cooks or handymen or something like that.

n“Wang Lufei, what do you think should be done?” He Yiming smiled and looked at Wang Lufei.

n“……” Wang Lufei’s eyes turned, and he suddenly pointed with his hand at the thousands of figures among them.

n“These people deserve to be killed!” Wang Lufei suddenly said, and a blood-colored symbol surfaced on the head of every Spirit Vein Realm disciple that Wang Lufei pointed at.

n“Hm? Brother Lufei, why?”

n“Huh, what’s different about these people?”

n“I don’t see it!”

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nStar and the other group of players were all confused.

nAt this glance, this group of small monsters were all pretty much the same.

nWhy would Brother Lufei say that these thousand or so should be killed?

nHe Yiming’s gaze condensed.

nThen he realized the difference.

nMost of the other disciples, as well as the old and weak women and children of the Holy Prison Land, the blood aura on their bodies was very, very faint, giving He Yiming the feeling that they were also mortals.

nBut only these thousand or so that were pointed out by Wang Lufei were covered in a strong bloody aura.

nIt gave He Yiming a bunch of uncomfortable feelings.

n“So that’s how it is. Wang Lufei’s Dao of Justice can determine the bad guys in his heart! And these are the bad guys in his eyes!”

nHe Yiming nodded.

nBoom!!!

nHe Yiming raised his hand and pressed it in the void!

nBang!

nThese thousand or so disciples of Holy Prison Land were all crushed without being able to utter a single word!

nThe other nine thousand or so, on the other hand, were unharmed!

nHe Yiming’s control of power was simply perfect.

n“I’ll leave it to you on how to dispose of the remaining people!” He Yiming glanced at Wang Lufei and then left.

n“Shh, don’t talk, look at Brother Lufei!”

nAt this moment, the rest of the players also gathered around, their gazes looking at Wang Lufei in unison.

nThis remaining 9,000 or so people from the Holy Prison Land, were they to be killed?

nOr how to dispose of them?

nIt all depended on Wang Lufei’s decision!

n—Author’s Notes—

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