CHAPTER 360: CHAPTER 245: MAGICAL TREASURE SWORD GOURD

Magical Treasure Sword Gourd

Seeing this, the core disciple sighed, glanced at everyone, and said, "Indeed, no world is simple."

"Survive, as long as you survive, the sect will gradually find the space coordinates through you and pull you back. Then you will all be credited heroes of the sect."

As the core disciple spoke, he patted the gourd.

Immediately, the sword shadows that had not been fully summoned dissipated.

He wiped the gourd.

The gourd flew out.

Everyone felt a suction force.

Instantly, they were all sucked into the gourd.

He leaped and landed on the gourd.

With a sound, he spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the gourd, and the core disciple’s hair was already somewhat gray.

He showed a wry smile.

Isn’t that what adventures are all about?

Then the gourd suddenly shone with light, forming a sword shape from the gourd, soaring into the sky.

Small Knife entered the gourd, the space inside was immense.

Houses, spirit fields, martial arts arena, everything was there.

And a large amount of resources.

From other disciples in the air, they learned that this was a grotto heaven.

This was a pocket world treasure.

Inside, there should be a large number of Daoist soldiers, and even powerful guardians, which is the foundation only core disciples possess.

However, because they had passed through that unique space channel, all life was released, and they couldn’t hide inside the grotto heaven.

But this grotto heaven is not much bigger than Small Knife’s blessed land, and the spiritual qi doesn’t seem very abundant.

However, a grotto heaven is forever, but a blessed land is incomparable.

A blessed land needs spirit stones to replenish energy to exist, otherwise, the spiritual qi will dissipate, gradually shrink, and eventually become nothing, just like a car that uses gasoline.

A grotto heaven, however, can independently absorb external energy without the need for spirit stones, as long as the internal consumption isn’t excessive, it can exist forever, even grow.

Of course, this also requires the external environment to have spiritual qi, primordial qi, and other energies suitable for its existence.

It’s like a horse that can eat grass, needing no external force.

Of course, once the environment changes, without resources, the grotto heaven will die the same.

And a true world can absorb energy from the void, if the universe doesn’t destroy, and there’s no external destruction, nothing internal influences it, the world can be considered eternal.

Small Knife shook his head, hurriedly sat down with other disciples to recover.

At this moment, everyone looked serious, trying to recover their internal spiritual power, preparing for what’s next.

Too fast, in an instant, breaking through several illusory walls, the walls covered with stone scales.

This greatly increased their defense.

With each layer broken, the Shadow Sword Gourd’s speed slowed slightly.

Sitting on the gourd, the core disciple seemed to merge with the Sword Gourd, looking ahead at countless walls.

With a wry smile and heartache, he fiercely slapped the Sword Gourd.

The Sword Gourd turned into a sword shadow, instantly breaking through countless layers of illusory walls.

Yet these walls remained intact.

But cracks appeared on the Sword Gourd.

More importantly, at this moment, the core disciple looked ahead, seeing an exit, but a giant dragon blocked the way.

This was a giant dragon made of earth, covered in petrified scales, emitting a powerful aura that seemed to tear space.

The sky automatically formed dark clouds, apparently a power exceeding what the world allowed, about to be suppressed by the world.

But under an invisible force, these clouds condensed slowly.

"Even the Heavenly Dao helps you?"

"This time it’s not about selling a tragedy, it’s truly the end."

The core disciple instead smiled calmly, then the Sword Gourd burst into light again.

Instantly passing through.

Penetrating the dragon, penetrating countless illusory stone walls, as if penetrating the void.

The dragon froze, with numerous sword marks appearing all over its body, turning into rubble, scattering, thin threads of essence blood unable to condense.

With a slight twist, it formed a treasure chest covered with earth-yellow scales, and then disappeared.

When it appeared, who knows where it was.

Ding: Congratulations, you have obtained a precious level treasure chest of the third realm.

Small Knife was stunned, what was this?

A treasure chest appeared in his hand, earth-yellow, looking high-end, covered with stone scales?

Very familiar, just like those on the earth wall.

But it’s safest to put it in personal space first.

As soon as it was placed inside, a repulsive force appeared, and Small Knife was directly ejected from the gourd’s grotto heaven space.

Stood up awkwardly, found that not only himself, but others were like this too.

"The enemies of this world are not ones we can withstand, run! Scatter and stay safe. As long as you survive, the sect will certainly find the coordinates of this world."

The old man crawling on the gourd, weak and exhausted, seemed to only have half a breath left, indeed, an old man in his twilight years.

"Senior Brother!" The other disciples’ faces changed.

"Go quickly, this magical treasure, the Shadow Sword Gourd is going to explode, it won’t be left for the enemies."

The core disciple, now an old man, smiled freely, turned into light points, and merged into the gourd.

The Sword Gourd at this time, surprisingly, was covered with cracks, as if it would shatter at any moment.

A faint dangerous aura began to emanate.

"Brothers and sisters, take care! Hope we meet again one day." Among them, an inner sect disciple clasped his fists, then turned into a sword light and disappeared.

Are all sword cultivators so free-spirited?

As Small Knife realized, only he was left here.

But now, the time exposed from killing that Flame Goblin had passed, although the world’s master knew he was in this world, they couldn’t easily find him now.