I Can Use Myriad Divine Abilities-Chapter 116: Red Blood Divine Soldiers

On the snow-covered mountain peak, Zhang Yuan climbed upward at an astonishing speed.

With the enhancement of six times agility, his movements far surpassed that of a monkey, and before long, he was nearing the summit.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan stopped his steps.

Because the Gaode Map...

The Human Skin Treasure Map showed that the treasure point was just ahead!

However, Zhang Yuan saw nothing but the thick snow and a piece of black-gray rock.

Could it be that the navigation was malfunctioning?

Zhang Yuan instinctively unfolded the entire treasure map, only to find that the map on it had disappeared.

Only a peculiar symbol was left!

Zhang Yuan thought for a moment and put away the Human Skin Treasure Map.

His gaze fell on the rock before him.

The rock was surrounded by snow, with only a portion of three to four feet square exposed.

Having endured the elements for years, its surface had obvious signs of weathering and erosion.

No matter how he looked at it, he couldn’t see anything special about it!

Zhang Yuan stood to the side of the rock and then bent down, pressing both hands against the rock surface.

He stopped the enhancement from the Golden Grasshopper and instead activated the Power of the Black Giant Ant.

Two times, four times, six times...

Zhang Yuan’s arms suddenly swelled up, muscles and veins bulging, bursting forth with an overwhelming strength.

His face turned red, his Qi and Blood suddenly dropped, and his feet sank deeply into the snow.

Crack!

With a cracking sound, the black-gray rock suddenly shook.

It was forcibly pushed away by several inches under Zhang Yuan’s brute force!

There’s a way in!

Without hesitating, Zhang Yuan continued to exert force, and the rock under his hands rumbled.

Moving more than two feet to the other side.

A dark entrance was revealed!

At this moment, Zhang Yuan’s emotions were beyond description.

But there was no time for him to think; after all, he had sneaked out, and returning late would easily get him caught.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yuan crawled into the hole.

This dark passage was more than half a man’s height.

Feeling his way forward dozens of steps, he saw a dim light appearing ahead.

Like a flame burning in the dark.

Zhang Yuan quickened his pace, and the light grew brighter.

Suddenly, the space ahead opened up.

He entered a cavern!

The cavern wasn’t very large, roughly two zhang in width, with the ground, walls, and ceiling quite smooth and covered in vivid murals.

However, all of Zhang Yuan’s attention was on the altar in the center of the cavern.

On this mere three-foot altar was a suspended dark red short knife.

This short knife was less than one foot in length, with an integral blade and handle, and an extremely simple design.

Its blade continuously emitted a scarlet glow.

The source of the light Zhang Yuan had seen earlier!

Even though Zhang Yuan was five or six steps away from the short knife, the moment he stepped into the cavern, he felt an extremely sharp aura pierce towards him.

Directly stabbing his forehead!

The next moment, Zhang Yuan felt a slight pain from his forehead.

Instinctively, he raised his hand to touch it.

Only to find half his hand covered in blood!

Zhang Yuan’s expression changed involuntarily.

Divine Weapon!

A term immediately popped into his mind.

Zhang Yuan knew from long ago that weapons were categorized into Mortal Soldiers, Profound Soldiers, and Divine Soldiers.

He had only used Mortal Soldiers.

For example, his personal Yanling Saber, a three hundred forged long blade, was merely a fine Mortal Soldier.

In comparison, an Iron-Clad Bow was considered the best among Mortal Soldiers.

Yet even the finest were still Mortal Soldiers, with no special attributes.

But Zhang Yuan had witnessed the power of a Profound Soldier.

That was the Canglang Sword, the treasure of the Linhai Sub-Branch.

In his impression, the Canglang Sword was already an extremely powerful weapon.

But the feeling this Profound Soldier gave him was absolutely not as sharp and powerful as the short knife in front.

Just for a moment, Zhang Yuan felt as if his Divine Soul was pierced by the Sword Aura. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

If this wasn’t the legendary Divine Weapon.

Then what was?

The problem was, if it really was a Divine Weapon, was a small Tier Two Martial Artist like him qualified to touch it?

Just as this thought arose in his mind, the short knife on the altar instantly retracted its sharpness.

Emitting only a faint glow.

Zhang Yuan let out a long sigh of relief.

Then he found himself in a cold sweat!

Recalling it now, he still felt lingering fears.

But Zhang Yuan did not fear, lifting his steps toward the altar.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The Divine Weapon’s wicked power was indeed unpredictable.

But if he didn’t try to seize the opportunity presented before him, why risk coming here for treasure?

When Zhang Yuan stood before the altar, the short knife showed no unusual behavior.

He gritted his teeth and extended his right hand toward the hilt.

But his fingers hadn’t yet touched the presumed Divine Weapon when he drew back.

He did not give up but switched to using his left hand.

Because Zhang Yuan’s left hand housed the Divine Nest, which might suppress the Divine Weapon’s wicked power.

No matter whether it worked or not, it was at least a mental comfort!

Zhang Yuan grasped the short knife.

Buzz~

The presumed Divine Weapon suddenly vibrated intensely, emitting dazzling blood-red light.

Zhang Yuan felt a sharp pain at his tiger’s mouth, the skin of his palm seemingly ripped apart, with fresh blood gushing out.

Then it was cleanly absorbed by the short knife!

Zhang Yuan was shocked, instinctively wanting to drop the weapon in his hand.

But the short knife clung to him like a parasite, firmly locking onto his flesh and blood, impossible to shake off.

In such circumstances, Zhang Yuan struggled to calm himself down.

He immediately opened the Divine Nest panel.

Only to find his Qi and Blood Value rapidly decreasing!

And at this rate of loss.

In no more than twenty seconds, Zhang Yuan would be entirely drained of his Qi and Blood!

He quickly retrieved a small medicine bottle from close to his body, bit off the stopper, and swallowed one of the pills inside.

Qi Blood Pill!

This was what Zhao Jinlan had redeemed for Zhang Yuan, indebting him with a massive favor.

With two Qi Blood Pills in total, Zhang Yuan always carried them for emergencies.

He didn’t expect to use them so soon.

The elixir melted in his stomach, and the medicinal power quickly spread.

Zhang Yuan saw his Qi and Blood Value’s decrease slowing significantly—it was working.

However, the short knife on his left palm still greedily absorbed his blood, showing no sign of stopping.

Zhang Yuan had no choice but to consume the second Qi Blood Pill after just ten breaths.

The potent medicinal power from the two precious elixirs made Zhang Yuan feel like he was in a furnace, his organs burning fiercely.

His complexion alternated between white and red, repeating for twenty or thirty breaths.

Until the short knife finally retracted its glow and stopped absorbing blood.

Zhang Yuan felt relieved at last.

Like escaping a great disaster!

At this moment, he noticed the two ancient words engraved on the presumed Divine Weapon.

Red Blood.

Red Blood Divine Weapon!

Zhang Yuan suddenly realized.

At the same time, he felt a mystical connection with the weapon in his hand!