Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 369 - 370 Chapter 375 The Holy Divine Relics of Nirvana

370: Chapter 375: The Holy Divine Relics of Nirvana 370: Chapter 375: The Holy Divine Relics of Nirvana “A seed?!” Ye Fan’s fingers had turned a crystalline purple.

He gently held up the bowl-sized purple Divine Crystal, bathed in a Divine Power and enveloped in a layer of purple mist.

The Red Dragon Daoist was extremely excited, red light flickering in his eyes as he stared at this stunning crystal.

His words were faint, only catching the attention of a few.

The Heavenly Stone Garden was bustling with noise, the clamor shaking the heavens.

People could hardly contain themselves; what they saw was too mystical—it was a Purple Qilin!

Within the Divine Crystal, the Purple Qilin, though small—no bigger than an infant’s fist—possessed an incomparable life force.

It was absorbing the essence of the Sun and Moon.

Endless Spiritual Qi was drawn in.

Each breath it took was like a surging tide, making everyone present feel as if they were baptized, their entire bodies suffused with comfort.

All of this was incredibly miraculous.

Everyone knew this was an unprecedented Immortal Treasure, possessing immeasurable value.

“A Purple Qilin… It truly exists in this world!

A creature on par with Immortals!

It’s as if I’m dreaming.

This is too unbelievable!” “It is a celestial spirit born from the harmonious union of heaven and earth, originating from the Ancient Times, perhaps even the Ancient Netherworld era, only emerging today…” …

Everyone was agitated; no one could remain calm.

If the Red Dragon Daoist hadn’t been standing there, a bloody battle might have already erupted.

Even so, a group of old codgers acted as if they had taken an aphrodisiac.

Full of vim and vigor, they pushed to the front, their eyes bloodshot.

This included the Grand Elders of the various Sacred Lands.

As for the Saint Heirs and sacred ladies, powerful as they were, they couldn’t compare to their own Grand Elders or the Greater Demons who held sway over regions.

They were all disheveled.

The younger generation was almost entirely pushed out, causing several sacred ladies to frown deeply.

The Ji Family’s Little Moon and the young nun from Great Xia cried out, protesting the actions of their elders.

How devastating!

This was the truest reflection of the Flickering Light people’s feelings.

With the emergence of the heaven-defying Purple Qilin, those guarding the Stone Garden felt like slitting their own throats.

The strange black stone known as the ‘devil fetus’ had been in the Stone Garden for who knew how many years, always dismissed as semi-worthless.

Yet, it had just produced such a shocking Immortal Treasure.

“This old man, representing the Myriad Tribulation Sect… wishes to purchase this rare treasure!” “Is the Myriad Tribulation Sect so impressive?

This old fellow, representing the Yin Yang Sect, sincerely wishes to buy this Immortal Treasure!” “Can you even afford it?

Do you have any idea what a Purple Qilin is worth?!” a Grand Elder from one of the Sacred Lands immediately sneered.

“If we can’t afford it, can you?!” The ancient figures from the various Great Sects showed no fear of the Sacred Lands’ Grand Elders, retorting sharply.

The group of old codgers looked ready to come to blows.

All were extremely agitated, showing no trace of senility; they appeared even more robust than the young Saint Heirs.

The Ji Family’s Little Moon and the young nun in white, holding the restless Divine Silkworm, cried out again, protesting that the older figures were stepping on their little feet.

“Enough!

Stop your squabbling!” a sovereign from the Ji Family spoke.

His voice wasn’t loud, but it silenced everyone.

He was tall and imposing, with hair as white as snow and skin like polished jade—a true Saint Master Level figure.

No one dared to treat his words as idle wind.

The Red Dragon Daoist snorted coldly.

“What is there to argue about?” With his hands clasped behind his back, he swept his gaze over everyone present.

All who met his eyes felt a chill, and not a single person dared to utter a word of rebuttal.

Such a terrifying figure—one who dared to openly attempt to kill the Flickering Light Sacred Master and then brazenly remain in the divine city—his presence alone spoke volumes.

Even the Ji Family’s sovereign, the third great bandit Xu Tianxiong, and the Imperial Uncle from the Central States’ Great Xia Dynasty kept a respectful distance from him, maintaining a safe gap.