This handkerchief was the real ultimate treasure. Its function was to break through formation restrictions. The unconscious action Li Yan had taken in the room earlier had instantly created a large hole in a small defensive formation. Not only Divine Sense, but even people could enter and exit freely without being noticed. This discovery made Li Yan's heart pound wildly.
He suppressed his excitement and immediately slipped out of the room, wanting to go to the wilderness to set up a larger formation to test it. But what excited him next was that before he even went out, he had already passed through the protective formation of this second-rate sect's stronghold. Although this kind of formation couldn't compare to a real sect's protective grand formation, it was already incomparable to the defensive formation in Li Yan's room. After thinking for a moment, Li Yan used his "Stealthy Night Art" to its full extent. After finding a remote place, he carefully placed the handkerchief on the formation. If he triggered the formation's alarm, he believed that with the cultivation of the cultivators in this stronghold, no one would be able to discover him if he used his "Stealthy Night Art" to its full extent. He could just slip back to his room.
Under Li Yan's apprehensive gaze, the handkerchief, like a ghost, created a large hole in this protective formation right before Li Yan's eyes. And it didn't cause any fluctuations in the formation, as if it had never happened. Li Yan's heart was so agitated that he almost revealed himself from his "Stealthy Night Art" state.
Afterwards, he left the stronghold directly through this large hole. He flew for a hundred li before landing in a wilderness. What he had tested just now were all defensive formations. He wanted to test whether the handkerchief had the same effect on attack formations.
The final result made Li Yan laugh out loud. When the attack formation was triggered and came at him from all directions, after Li Yan took out the handkerchief, the attacks, when they were one foot away from the handkerchief, would collapse and disappear like melting ice and snow...
In the room, Li Yan sat cross-legged again. Looking at the handkerchief in his hand, he suppressed the joy in his heart, and his eyes slowly narrowed.
'This item has the function of breaking through formation restrictions. The highest I tested just now was only a second-rank formation, which is equivalent to the attack of a Great Circle of Qi Condensation cultivator. With my current attainments in formations, I can't set up a higher-level formation. I wonder what is the highest level of formation restriction it can break. If it can break a fourth-rank formation, then even a formation set up by a Foundation Establishment cultivator would be powerless against this item.'
'At the same time, this handkerchief is only useful against changes, attacks, and soul attacks within a formation. If it faces a purely direct immortal art or magical treasure attack, it cannot be defended against. It might even be destroyed in one exchange. Otherwise, the He brothers would be invincible.'
'I wonder where the He brothers got this treasure. If it can really break through a fourth-rank or above formation, it is truly a top-grade ultimate treasure. I must use it with care. Such a top-grade ultimate treasure, even a Nascent Soul cultivator might not be unmoved. Killing and snatching would also happen.'
Li Yan's gaze gradually calmed down. Looking at the handkerchief in his hand, he tilted his head and thought for a moment. 'I don't know what the original name of this treasure was. I need to give it a name now. Hmm...'
After a little thought, Li Yan looked at the handkerchief and said with a light laugh, "You have a similar effect to the Gui Water Immortal Sect's 'Stealthy Night Art.' And I don't want others to know about you. Why don't I call you the 'Heaven-Stealing Kerchief'?"
Next, Li Yan began to refine this item with his blood without any hesitation. The Heaven-Stealing Kerchief was different from the folding fan magical treasure. The folding fan magical treasure still had many Flying Sickle Blood Mantises, especially the second-rank Flying Sickle Blood Mantis inside. It couldn't be refined in a short period of time. But this handkerchief only had He Manzi's Divine Sense Imprint on it. Since he was already dead, Li Yan easily erased these imprints. Then Li Yan dripped a drop of his own essence blood and began to refine it.
Nearly two hours later, Li Yan opened his eyes. Feeling the connection between the Heaven-Stealing Kerchief floating in the air and his own mind, a smile appeared on Li Yan's face. With a thought, the Heaven-Stealing Kerchief instantly disappeared without a trace. The next moment, it had appeared on the formation in the corner of the room, where a silent large hole was expanding.
Looking at the sky outside the window, it was already dawn. With a thought, the Heaven-Stealing Kerchief had disappeared into the "Earthen Mark" on his left wrist. With another wave of his hand, two more items appeared on the ground. It was Qin Chengyi's puppet and a black inkstone. He was sorting out all his recent gains at once.
Li Yan first reached out his hand and took the puppet into his hand. This time, he carefully circulated his spiritual energy through the puppet's body after pouring it in. After a long while, Li Yan slowly withdrew his spiritual energy, confirming that only the formations on the puppet's arms had been corroded by the "Attacker's Tear" poison. The rest of the places were intact.
'It seems I either have to find Senior Sister Bai Rou when I return to the sect, or find a suitable artifact refining master to repair it,' Li Yan thought to himself. He still put this item away. Finally, his gaze fell on the black inkstone.
Li Yan pointed his finger, and a stream of spiritual energy shot directly at the inkstone. After the spiritual energy landed on the inkstone, the inkstone trembled and then began to rapidly expand, shaking his entire room. This startled Li Yan. He quickly withdrew his spiritual energy and looked at the formation restrictions around him. He saw that the formation restrictions were still intact, which made him let out a long sigh of relief. He didn't want to attract the attention of others with such a commotion.
Li Yan withdrew his gaze from the formation and looked at the black inkstone again. Although he had long since withdrawn his spiritual energy and the inkstone had stopped expanding, it had still grown to the height of the ceiling in an instant, like a small, black mountain.
This startled Li Yan. After looking at it for a while, he directly shot his Divine Sense into the inkstone. The moment his Divine Sense touched the surface of the inkstone, it was directly repelled by a powerful force. This was completely different from when his Divine Sense had entered the folding fan and the handkerchief. Although the folding fan had Bloodhand Flying Sickle's imprint on it, because its master had long since fallen, Li Yan had entered it without much effort. The same was true for the handkerchief. The imprint on it was also very faint.
But this black inkstone was different. Even if Qin Chengyi were still alive, his Divine Sense Imprint on it should be extremely weak to Li Yan. But he hadn't expected his Divine Sense to be directly repelled.
Li Yan observed with interest. After a full incense stick's worth of time, Li Yan finally confirmed that Qin Chengyi had not refined this item. The force that had repelled his Divine Sense was actually a kind of protection that the item itself possessed.
'It's either that Qin Chengyi got this item too hastily and didn't have time to refine it, or that his cultivation was simply not enough to refine this treasure.'
'Then there's only one possibility left. Someone gave him the method to control it, allowing him to forcibly control this treasure. But in that case, it would be considered good if the treasure's power could be unleashed to thirty or forty percent.'
Just because Qin Chengyi couldn't refine it didn't mean Li Yan couldn't. After calming his mind, he instantly released his Divine Sense, which was comparable to that of a Pseudo-Core cultivator, and condensed it into a sharp needle, stabbing it fiercely at the surface of the inkstone. The moment Li Yan's powerful Divine Sense needle touched the surface of the inkstone, countless faint lights appeared on the surface, still trying to resist Li Yan's Divine Sense needle. But in just a moment, under the full force of Li Yan's already perverted Divine Sense, it melted like ice and was penetrated by his Divine Sense.
The moment Li Yan's Divine Sense entered the internal space of the inkstone, countless black characters rushed towards him like a swarm of flies. This startled Li Yan. Only after he saw clearly that they were characters did he let out a sigh of relief.
After a moment, Li Yan's Divine Sense withdrew from the inkstone. He reached out his hand and beckoned to the inkstone. The inkstone instantly shrank by several times, and soon it was only the size of a palm, landing in Li Yan's hand.
"I never thought it would be an elementary, top-grade magical treasure. The force behind Qin Chengyi is really willing to spend." Li Yan looked at the item in his hand and thought of the characters just now, couldn't help but sigh.
The characters from before were the manual to drive this treasure, named "Pine Inkstone." It was a magical treasure that had been refined to the peak of the first rank, two ranks higher than the folding fan. Even Li Yan couldn't guess its power without using it. This made him think of the force behind Qin Chengyi. Such a grand gesture, just for that Guluo Nine-Tailed Turtle's eyeball. This made Li Yan have a new understanding of that mysterious eyeball.
After a moment, Li Yan shook his head. He figured that a Nascent Soul ancestor from the sect would be going to the Xuanqing Temple soon. Looking at the inkstone in his hand, it was clear that he didn't have time to refine it now either.
After thinking for a while, Li Yan took out all the things from the three storage bags from before and some of the things that had fallen into the Quicksand Art pit from Qin Chengyi. Finally, after sorting them again, only the Heaven-Stealing Kerchief, the folding fan, the Pine Inkstone, and the puppet were placed in the Earthen Mark. Bloodhand Flying Sickle's few vials of pills were placed in a storage bag on Li Yan's waist. Then he picked out a few of Bloodhand Flying Sickle's and Qin Chengyi's spirit treasures that he liked and also put them in this storage bag. As for the rest of the gains, including all of the He brothers' things except for the handkerchief, they were all concentrated in another storage bag, to be sold together after finding a trading city.
By the time all this was done, the sky outside the window was already turning white. Looking out the window, thinking of the surprises this night had brought, a smile touched the corners of Li Yan's lips. It was just that he also understood that such a good thing, he had just been very lucky this time. Even if he had gains in the future, it would probably be extremely difficult to encounter a treasure like the one he had today. The thing about opportunities was too ethereal.
Half an hour later, the three of them were standing on a Black-Armor Demondog, rushing rapidly through the air against the wind. Looking at Li Yan, who was occasionally talking with Huchen Wuding beside him, a trace of doubt flashed in the depths of Zhuo Lingfeng's eyes.
They had set off early this morning. After a night of recuperation with medicinal pills and meditation, although Zhuo Lingfeng and Huchen Wuding had not fully recovered, they were much better. Especially Huchen Wuding, who had been protected by Zhuo Lingfeng and had only suffered from the shock of the magical treasure's self-detonation, had already recovered seventy to eighty percent in one night.
Although Zhuo Lingfeng's aged face was still a little gray, his spirits had also recovered a lot. In order to speed up their journey, Zhuo Lingfeng released a Black-Armor Demondog to carry Huchen Wuding. If Huchen Wuding were to travel with his Qi Condensation cultivation, it would waste time, and the chances of an accident on the road would be a little greater.
But what frustrated Zhuo Lingfeng a little was that Li Yan had also unceremoniously stepped onto the back of the Black-Armor Demondog. Although this Black-Armor Demondog let out a low growl, as if it wanted to attack, how could Zhuo Lingfeng let it really attack Li Yan?
His original intention was to judge Li Yan's true cultivation by his flying speed, but it was clear that Li Yan did not want to reveal it. This made Zhuo Lingfeng unable to determine the true cultivation of this mysterious young man for a while.
Li Yan had actually seen through Zhuo Lingfeng's intentions. It was just that he didn't have any good flying magical treasures. In his storage bag, he only had Miao Zhengyi's long sword for flying, and it was only a magical artifact, not even a magical treasure. If he wanted to catch up with a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he couldn't just rely on the magical artifact itself. He would have to use his cultivation to urge his spiritual energy to keep up, or fly with his own cultivation. In that case, his cultivation would be exposed to the other party. He didn't want to expose his cultivation now, so he unceremoniously stood on the back of the Black-Armor Demondog.
Zhuo Lingfeng could only lightly tap his foot. The Black-Armor Demondog let out a low growl and turned into a streak of black light, shooting towards the sky.