The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 2161

The Bjorneaven’s Edge Sect’s Sea Bjorneavenly Pavilion was an existence infinitely close to the sect’s heritage.

For a cultivator, it was like his own spirit. Therefore, the defense here was far beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators. Even the powerful Grand Pure Emperor could not break in without permission.

As soon as Rebbeca stepped into the Sea Bjorneavenly Pavilion, he immediately felt the previous pressure disappear. It was replaced by a simple and ancient aura. It was like an ancient dragon, entrenched here, making people look up to it. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

After calming down, Rebbeca entered the Sea Bjorneavenly Pavilion and immediately saw countless magic weapons, spirit materials, magical powers, cultivation methods, and so on. They were wrapped in clusters of light and suspended in various positions. Entering it was like being wrapped in a galaxy.

It seemed that the surroundings were dark and deep, but with starlight around, it instantly calmed people down. When breathing, it seemed that there was a mysterious rhythm between heaven and earth.

The stars gathered in Rebbeca’s eyes, reflecting the side of his face and the wisdom in his eyes. Although he already had an idea, he was not in a hurry to get what he needed.

The opportunity to enter the Sea Bjorneavenly Pavilion was exceptionally rare. Furthermore, the Sect Master did not give him any time limit. Therefore, it was worthwhile for him to stroll around and take a look around. Even if he wanted to broaden his horizons, it was worth it.

Taking a step forward and browsing through along the way, Rebbeca couldn’t help but sigh in his heart that the Bjorneaven’s Edge Sect deserved to be the first sect in the Upper Kingdom.

Without thousands of years of foundation and heritage, how could the sect have so many Bjorneaven and Earth Spirit treasures?

Phoenix Feather, the most gorgeous feather on the phoenix’s tail, contains fire and Indestructible True Soul. After cultivators enlightenment, it can even produce a second Divine Soul.

The second Divine Soul was normally asleep, but it had all the memories of the first soul. Once the first soul is destroyed, the second soul will wake up, which means that the cultivator has a second life…

This is the trunk of the green coffin parasol tree. After the tree trunk has been ground and polished, only its core is left. After the tree trunk is polished, the core may not be more than two feet. But these two feet were sharp enough to cut light and space…

Be it refining magic weapons or being magic weapons, they are all top-notch existences…

And Kunlun’s floating soil. Although it is only the size of a fingernail, once used, it can immediately turn into yellow sand all over the sky and devour a big city with a population of tens of millions in a breath…

Because Rebbeca had read a lot of books, he was familiar with the surrounding Spiritual Treasures of Bjorneaven and Earth. Bjorne had only seen most of the treasures in manuals, but he had never seen any real treasures.

Today’s meeting was much more profound than reading ancient books. Moreover, these treasures had experienced a long time. Some of them were even placed here when the Bjorneaven’s Edge Sect was established. As time went by, the treasure carried spirituality.

At this time, Rebbeca’s Divine Awareness spread out, and the spiritual mind touched it. This was a completely different feeling when he used his Divine Awareness to explore, which was very wonderful.

Bjorne walked deep into the Sea Bjorneavenly Pavilion. With the improvement of his comprehension, his body was surrounded by Taoist Sense.

Finally, Rebbeca stopped at the place where the precious materials were stored. Ever since he swallowed the mysterious copper pillar in the Tower of Life, he had determined his future path.

In fact, the arrangement of the Tower of Life had given Rebbeca a clear way. That was to constantly refine the Dao body and strengthen the Divine Soul. No matter how strong the magic weapon was, it had an end.

The power of the Taoist body and the Divine Soul had no end. When the Taoist body and Divine Soul surpassed the limit of the magic weapon, it could be said that they could sweep through everything.

Most of the cultivators did not refine their bodies and Divine Souls. On the one hand, they did not have a thorough understanding of this. On the other hand, they needed more cultivation resources than cultivating magic weapons.

If cultivating magic weapons was a big pit, then cultivating body was a bottomless pit. Therefore, on the path of immortality, most of the cultivators chose to cultivate magic weapons.

Practicing martial arts, cultivating magic weapons, using magical powers. However, with the Tower of Life left by his mother and many adventures, Rebbeca had successfully embarked on the path of dual cultivation of the magic weapons and Body. Now that he had reached Amethyst Palace Realm, the time for him to reach the Real Immortal Realm was coming. Bjorne could slowly focus on cultivating his body.

When he was promoted to Real Immortal Realm, his Taoist body would be refined and strengthened again. At that time, any magical powers or magic weapons would be useless in front of him.

It was precisely because he had determined the path of majoring in the body and Divine Soul that Rebbeca had come to the Sea Bjorneavenly Pavilion. What he wanted to take was the Bjorneaven Treasure and Earth Treasure that ordinary cultivators could not use, and not the magical powers that they sought for.

Standing in front of the rising and falling light clusters around him, Rebbeca thought for a moment and raised his finger.

The spiritual Qi formed a line, pulling a green grass over. This grass was only as long as an adult’s palm and had three leaves. However, it not only had clear meridians, but also gave people a feeling of vitality and growth.

As he held it in his palm, a faint fragrance immediately wafted into Rebbeca’s nose. Instantly, His mouth and tongue were full of excitement, and his footsteps became much lighter.

Three-immortal Grass!

A faint thought really rose in Rebbeca’s mind. Suddenly, he used his Divine Sense and turned to look back.

Behind him, a female cultivator in a long purple dress was walking over.

This female cultivator’s long hair hung down to her ankles, and her cheeks seemed to have been cut by a knife. Bjorner eyes were long and narrow, and she pursed her lips, revealing a serious and dignified feeling.

To be able to enter the Sea Bjorneavenly Pavilion, this female cultivator must be extraordinary.

The female cultivator’s realm was at the second stage of the Amethyst Palace Realm, but she was someone that Rebbeca had never seen before.

“You want the Three Immortal Grass?” Asked the female cultivator.

Rebbeca didn’t know her intention. Although he didn’t want to answer, he still nodded.

“Me too…” The female stretched out her hand and said, “Give it to me!”

Bjornearing this, Rebbeca frowned, “Why don’t you look for it by yourself?”

The female cultivator sneered, “I want the one in your hand!”

Rebbeca squinted at the other party and turned to leave.

“Stop!”

Swoosh!

A thick ice wall suddenly formed in front of Rebbeca. All the rising and falling balls of light around were immediately scattered. On the surface of the ice wall, sharp icicles suddenly pierced out, thousands of times sharper than swords. As long as Rebbeca moved a little further, he would be stabbed.

“Rebbeca, I might as well tell you that I am the new Eastern Bjorneavenly King of the Crape Myrtle Sect, mainly responsible for killing…”

Crack!

Before she could finish her words, the icicles growing on the ice wall suddenly exploded like firecrackers. The debris of the elites scattered like dense fog. Then, with another bang, the ice wall exploded into pieces under the stunned expression of the female cultivator.