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"What is this place?" Could it be that the door of light will be teleported at random? " Wu Chen brought the disciples of the Blood Lotus Sect to explore the ruins.

They had been in this place for a while, but no one had come from behind. The sect that they had entered earlier was also nowhere to be seen. It was clear that they hadn't appeared from one place after entering the ruins.

"And they will also divide the teleportation spot according to the situation of the sect. Could it be that there is still some intelligent creature controlling the relic?" Xue Minghui also felt a little puzzled.

However, this relic didn't seem to be that big and the amount of spiritual energy in the air was only slightly more than the outside world. It didn't seem like a high-end relic and it shouldn't be able to produce that kind of creature.

"No matter what, let's go somewhere else to take a look first. Everyone, follow me. Be careful." Wu Chen did not think too much into it. No matter what kind of relic it was, they could not leave right now.

"Alright, everyone be careful." Xue Minghui agreed on the side.

They were teleported to this unfamiliar place. Although they couldn't tell where they were, they could sense that the further south they went, the thicker the spirit energy became. It was most likely that they were at the center of the entire ruin, so Wu Chen led them in that direction.

Along the way, everyone was walking along a small path, yet they didn't meet anyone from the other sects. Presumably, this ruin was very big. Not long after, they arrived at a courtyard.

"Senior brother, what do you think this is?!" Suddenly, a disciple beside Wu Chen pointed at a plant at the side and said.

"These are 100 year old ganoderma grass!" The other junior brother on the side looked over and immediately shouted out in surprise.

In this era, no matter what kind of medicine it was, it would always be very precious once one reached a hundred years, not to mention that the Dragon Sesame Grass was an extraordinary medicinal herb.

"Looks like this is our first harvest." Wu Chen said with a faint smile.

Upon reaching Spirit Accumulation Realm, ordinary hundred-year medicinal herbs were no longer of much use to him, but they were still of great benefit to ordinary nourishing pulse disciples.

"This should be a small medicine garden. It seems like the ruins are similar to a sect." Xue Minghui pondered.

Along the way, he had been observing his surroundings, and was getting more and more certain of his judgement.

"So it's like that. It's a relic similar to a sect. Doesn't that mean that there's a place like the Scripture Pavilion that's filled with secret scriptures?" After all, Wu Chen wasn't like Xue Minghui, who grew up in a sect, and was especially familiar with the sect's layout. As a result, when he heard what Xue Minghui said, he realized.

"That's right, if this is really some sect's ruin, then there would definitely be a place like this, but our Blood Lotus Sect already has enough cultivation methods, and has been around for a long time, so we don't really need that. Compared to that, spiritual medicine is more useful." Xue Minghui nodded his head, confirming Wu Chen's deduction.

From the sect's point of view, the Blood Lotus Sect did not lack any cultivation techniques, but the spirit medicine could improve everyone, so compared to the cultivation techniques, Xue Minghui cared more about the spirit medicine.

"Since that's the case, let's flip through this place and get all the spiritual medicines that we see." Wu Chen suddenly laughed.

Right now, he had not even finished cultivating his own cultivation technique, and there was even a Dragon-Descending Palm in the system. He was actually thinking about obtaining more cultivation techniques from the ruins, this was a bit too greedy.

"This is, something, something!" Suddenly, Wu Chen felt a burst of evil Qi, he appeared by the side of a disciple of the Blood Lotus Sect, and anxiously rushed over.

"Roar!" Sure enough, just as Wu Chen arrived, a black dragon python drilled out from the ground, opening its mouth wide and swallowing that disciple.

"Dodge!" Wu Chen bellowed, as the Sword Qi in his hands suddenly pierced towards the black monster!

This monster was completely black. It looked like a three meter wide python, but it had a single horn growing on its forehead. Its body also emitted a faint black mist, making it look extremely ferocious.

That disciple also responded very quickly. Other than being frightened by the dragon python's sudden appearance, he was startled for a moment. Soon, he began to escape to the side.

"Roar!" This black dragon python's eyes were scarlet red as it stared intently at the strange flower that the disciple had grabbed. Clearly, it was because of that flower that had provoked it.

"This guy's strength is comparable to Peak of the Spirit Accumulation Realm!" Wu Chen used the congealed blood sword, and continuously blocked the dragon python's attack. However, when the Sword Qi struck his body, only a few bloody lines appeared, looking like it did not have much damage, every single attack of the dragon python caused him to continuously retreat.

"This is a Black Scaled Flood Dragon, and it has to have lived for at least five hundred years. If this was an ancient era, it might have already transformed into a dragon and become a Longwu Realm!" When Xue Minghui saw this from the side, he could not help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Dang, dang, dang!" The Black Scaled Flood Dragon's defense was a bit strong. Although Wu Chen's sword qi could cause damage to it, it would frequently slash onto the hardest piece of the Black Scaled Flood Dragon's red scales, and could only leave behind a few white marks.

"Roar!" The Black Scaled Flood Dragon arched its body and roared loudly. Its body emitted a dense mist and was actually healing its injuries.

It was clearly a dragon python, yet it let out a roar similar to that of a lion tiger. Furthermore, the bloodstains on the other parts of its body caused by Wu Chen earlier had also gradually stopped bleeding.

"Xue Minghui, bring the rest of the Blood Lotus Sect s with you!" Wu Chen secretly frowned when he saw this scene.

If it was any ordinary Spirit Accumulation Realm, the congealed blood sword he cultivated would definitely be able to cause a bloody hole in his body, but the Black Scaled Flood Dragon was however a demonic beast. When his sword qi stabbed into its body, it could only leave behind bloody scars, especially for some reason when there was a large red scale on the Black Scaled Flood Dragon's chest that could block all of the sword qi!

Originally, Wu Chen's body had gone through the refinement of Innate Qi, the vitality and blood in his body was as dense as ratio. As long as he kept on crying out blood marks on his body, perhaps he would be able to cause the Black Scaled Flood Dragon to bleed to death.