I Have A City In An Alternate World



The current scene looked very strange.

The enemies who had tried to take advantage of the situation and deal a heavy blow to the treasure house were now in a difficult situation.

Looking at how they were struggling, it was probably difficult for them to break free.

The cultivators in the treasure house seemed to be at a loss, because they were enemies both inside and outside.

Fortunately, the high-ranking cultivators had already expressed their willingness to meet Tang Zhen's request. This meant that both sides were in a state of ceasefire.

When they saw the indifferent expression on Tang Zhen's face, the cultivators in the treasure house secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

After the previous contact, they had already confirmed Tang Zhen's strength. He was definitely the kind that was far beyond their reach.

If the stalemate continued, not only would they not be able to escape death, but the treasure house would also be doomed.

The current situation was indeed what everyone had hoped for.

The treasures that had piled up like mountains had now returned the way they had come, which was the happiest thing.

Now, he could be sure that Tang Zhen only wanted those three items. He didn't care about the other items at all.

Following Tang Zhen's initiative to display the items, all the cultivators began to size up the three items. They wanted to see just what was so special about this origin soul treasure that had nearly destroyed the treasure vault.

However, after staring at it for a long time, he didn't find anything unusual.

Tang Zhen definitely wasn't joking. Therefore, there was definitely something wrong with these three items. It was just that he was unable to see it with his poor eyes.

Realizing this, the cultivators couldn't help feeling depressed.

After cultivating hard for so many years, he had originally thought that he had some achievements and was even smug about it.

In the end, he found out today that he was just a frog at the bottom of the well.

In front of a true expert, it was nothing at all. A priceless treasure like the original source spiritual treasure could not be recognized even if it was placed in front of them.

Although he was depressed in his heart, he still had to do what he needed to do. He had to quickly find the owner of these items according to Tang Zhen's request.

The cultivators in the treasure vault looked at them carefully and recorded the appearance of the three origin spiritual treasures. Then, they hurried to check them.

To protect the privacy of the customer and to keep it a secret from anyone else was actually a promise to deceive people.

Especially in a place like the treasure vault, where people were also involved in the killing business, how could they not check the items of their customers?

When the customers stored their items, they would be secretly checked and everything would be recorded.

He might need to use this information at any time.

One had to know that these stored items were likely to come from some hidden ruins, or stolen goods.

As for why he stored it instead of carrying it with him in a storage equipment, it was related to the rules of the extreme spiritual realm.

In the extreme spiritual realm, spatial storage equipment could not be used, regardless of the type.

This was the rule of the extreme spirit realm, and no one could change it. They had to follow it once they entered.

Tang Zhen had the means of a God and did not need to use a storage equipment to store items. Hence, he was not restricted by the rules.

If he used his storage equipment, it would not work either. This was the power of the rules of the extreme spiritual realm.

At this moment, the venue remained silent, but the atmosphere was no longer heavy.

The treasure Mountain quickly shrank, and the cultivators in the treasure house became more and more relaxed. They took the opportunity to observe the enemies around them.

They were still trapped by the barrier, like a group of beasts trapped in a quagmire, and they were roaring helplessly.

The cultivators from the treasure vault were overjoyed at this strange scene, but they were also full of mockery.

This group of damned guys, each and every one of them wanted to loot a burning house, but they did not expect to encounter such an outcome.

It was a big mistake to think that they could bully the treasure house as they pleased!

However, after thinking about it, if it wasn't for the barrier that Tang Zhen had set up, the outcome was still unknown.

Even if they repelled the enemy, they would inevitably suffer considerable losses, and even less than 10% of them would survive.

In addition to the damage that Tang Zhen had caused earlier and the impact caused by this matter, the treasure vault was likely to be consigned to eternal damnation.

While he broke out in a cold sweat, he was also secretly glad that things had not developed into the worst situation.

"Your Excellency, how should we deal with these enemies?"

The high-ranking cultivator in the treasure vault carefully asked Tang Zhen, wanting to know his thoughts.

If they had a choice, they would naturally kill all their enemies to vent their hatred.

When the treasure house was in danger, he still wanted to take advantage of the situation. He could not let such an enemy go.

The problem was that the enemies were all under Tang Zhen's control. Without his permission, the cultivators in the treasure house would not dare to act rashly.

If he angered Tang Zhen, wouldn't that be terrible?

"It doesn't matter, you guys can deal with it as you see fit."

Tang Zhen's expression was indifferent. He was too lazy to care about this matter.

They were just some shameless people who wanted to take advantage of the situation. If they had angered Tang Zhen, they would have long turned into ashes.

Tang Zhen would not stop the treasure house from eliminating their opponents. They were all Birds of a Feather.

There were countless vengeful souls on these cultivators, and none of them were good people. Killing them all was also a good deed.

After obtaining Tang Zhen's permission, the cultivator in the treasure house was abnormally excited.

With a sinister smile on their faces, they rushed towards the trapped enemies and raised their butcher's knives at the same time.

When the trapped enemies saw this, they immediately showed a look of horror and despair, trying to struggle for their lives.

Their current state was completely at the mercy of others, without any power to fight back at all.

That feeling of despair was simply indescribable. He was like an insect on a spider's web, the more he struggled, the more desperate he became.

With a series of screams, the trapped enemies were killed one after another.

Even if the saber landed on his body and the spell technique tore his soul apart, he could not avoid it at all.

The onlookers were shocked by this tragic scene, and many of them were trembling in fear.

The omnipotent cultivators in their eyes were now like chickens and ducks at the mercy of others, unable to resist at all.

The cruelty of the cultivation world was displayed in front of the mortals without any concealment, completely destroying the trace of fantasy in their hearts.

The bloody and brutal slaughter attracted more and more onlookers, who were all dumbfounded.

There were also many cultivators from the extreme spirit realm who were watching. Since this was a battle between foreign cultivators, they didn't care at all.

The clean-up was still going on, and the blood had already formed a River.

The cultivators in the treasure vault were all professional assassins. They were used to killing.

Facing the trapped and roaring enemies, they didn't show any mercy. Instead, they just kept swinging their blades and killing.

Only by killing all the enemies could he ensure his own safety.

In the process of cleaning up, they could also roughly determine the identity of the enemy based on the traces on their bodies.

What shocked them was that many of the enemies who were killed were experts from the enemy camp.

When they fought normally, there were always wins and losses, and they were evenly matched.

There were also some experts whose hands were stained with the blood of countless comrades, even if they were no match for them.

However, at this very moment, he had been easily killed without any resistance.

One could tell how they were feeling just by looking at the despair and anger in their eyes.

Perhaps he had never dreamed that he would be killed by a nobody in such a way.

In a battle between cultivators, it had always been a matter of life and death. Now that the opportunity was in front of them, they must not give the other party any chance of survival.

Otherwise, when the enemy seized the opportunity to turn around and slash at him, they would definitely not hesitate at all.