World's Unparalleled Emperor

The battle in the distance was extremely intense. Many clan elders surrounded Zhuge Butian and attacked him.

"Cough, cough."

"Hand over your ring, or don't doubt my determination to kill you."

This was the roaring sound of Zhuge Butian grinding his teeth.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the mid-grade saint artifact had miraculously landed in Forgetfulness Ancestor's hands. Although it was only temporary, the buzzing sound made him extremely excited, because the time for the Secret Realm to close was over, in a blink of an eye, five years had already passed. He couldn't help but sigh at the speed of time, and the next time the Eternal Soulscour opened, he would wait another five hundred years.

How could he be lucky?

When the Forgetfulness Ancestor lost his own supreme treasure, it was not necessarily a bad thing. When they ganged up on Zhuge Butian together, he gave it his all;

In the end, it landed in his hands. Originally, that person had thrown the treasure away before he died and he was lucky enough to catch it, but he immediately felt that something was amiss. At this time, several of the Late Pill Spirit Realm's ancestors were not able to protect the treasure, so what about him?

As soon as he held the treasure, before he could rejoice in surprise, he felt the expressions of the people around him that wanted to eat him alive. He immediately knew how difficult it was to obtain a treasure.

Before he managed to snatch the treasure, he had risked his life to do so. However, after he did, he became such a hot potato.

"I'll throw it!"

Before anyone made a move, he had already made up his mind. For a sacred weapon, losing his life wasn't worth it. He was still a person who treasured his life more.

However, just as he was about to throw them away, an anomaly appeared in the space, the space was buzzing with noise. It was time for the Eternal Soulscour to close up, and then it was time to go out.

At this moment, his eyes lit up, and the idea of throwing away the treasure vanished into thin air.

"There isn't much time left. Let's all attack together, maybe the treasure will be yours!"

There was a loud shout, and it was likely that only a quarter of an hour was left. They had to snatch it back in this short amount of time, or else, those who managed to obtain a treasure could easily escape.

"Attack!"

Each of them rubbed their fists together as they charged towards Forefather Wenchuan.

"Everyone, don't steal it. The mystic realm's treasure hunt is over. Treasures also need luck. With this treasure in my hands and fate with me, stealing someone else's treasure is immoral!"

Forgetfulness Ancestor never thought that these people would be so tenacious. To be able to make a move on him at such a short time caused him to turn pale with fright.

"Moral your head! When you were robbing people before, you were the one shouting the fiercest. Everyone, attack!"

The Patriarch who was shouting was the one who had just obtained the treasure and was hit by the Old Patriarch Autumn Cool. He saw that the situation was bad and threw away the treasure, but now that he had the chance to take revenge, he naturally wanted to retaliate.

"Brother Zhang Nan, save me, help me block this!"

Seeing that the people at the back were filled with killing intent, the Forgetfulness Ancestor was speechless, seeing that there was no one on Zhang Nan's side, and that the two of them were hugging each other, he became even more depressed. Why did you change women this time? Love women do not love treasures?

"Aiya, the woman in your arms is actually Ling Yue'er? Damn, is my eyes seeing it wrong? Ling Yue'er is actually acting like a spoiled child, did you see that? "

When they flew in a bit, the Forgetfulness Ancestor was even more petrified.

Not far away, a few men were already petrified. Zhang Nan had so easily snatched away Zhuge Butian's spatial ring, how many people had Zhuge Butian killed? How many treasures did he plunder? The current Zhang Nan, was completely plundered by him, and this time he stole it from him, along with Murong Fu's storage ring and now with Zhuge Butian's storage ring, his harvest, was simply heaven defying!

Of course, that was not the reason why these men were petrified. After Zhang Nan obtained the storage ring, he actually walked over and hugged Ling Yue'er together. Other than being shy, Ling Yue'er actually did not know how to retaliate.

After obtaining so many treasures, Zhang Nan did not feel at ease. He was afraid that if an accident happened, the person without money would suddenly become Bill Gates, and would not even dare to dream about being robbed by others. Although he was not afraid here, it was hard to say when he would come out.

Thus, with the cover of Ling Yue'er's body, he sneakily reached into her sleeves, and then, a small Tong Tian Tower appeared in his hands. He quickly placed all of the treasures into the Tong Tian Tower with great speed, and it was indeed the safest place.

Only after doing all of this did he take out a small portion of the treasures and place it in a ring before putting it on his hand. Finally, he kept the Tong Tian Tower in his body.

Just as he finished doing all this, he smelled the cry of the Forgotten River Underwear Grandmaster for help.

"Hehe, what are you afraid of with a mid-grade saint artifact? "We're about to leave. The fluctuations in space are getting stronger and stronger. You just have to hang on a little bit and then you'll be able to leave!"

Zhang Nan laughed, obviously not intending to make a move.

"Do you think I'm you? Hurry up and help me. As long as you guarantee my safety and leave the Eternal Soulscour safely, I will join your South Sect!"

As he spoke, Forgetfulness Ancestor had already arrived in front of Zhang Nan, and this was Zhang Nan! No matter how thick-skinned he was, he could only let go of Ling Yue'er.

"Is that true?" When you enter my South Sect, you must be loyal to my South Sect! "

Zhang Nan did not panic, but Forgetfulness Ancestor was sweating profusely.

"I agree. I will listen to you from now on. Whatever you say is what it is. You just need to let me leave this place safely."

Forgetfulness Ancestor nodded continuously.

"Alright then!"

Nodding his head, Zhang Nan grabbed the Blood Soul Knife in his hands and furiously stared at the charging crowd.

"Hu!"

Hiding behind Zhang Nan, the Old Patriarch Autumn Cool finally let out a sigh of relief.