Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 804 - 408: Acquiring the Taixu Order, Treasure from the Taixu Sect

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Nascent Soul Elders of the Celestial Roc Race descended upon the Treasure Hall in a frantic rush the moment they received the dire news.

To their surprise, the exterior of the Treasure Hall appeared untouched, standing as grand and intact as ever.

It looked as though no intruder had ever set foot on the premises.

The entire scene was hauntingly silent; if there had been no invasion, then by what means had the guarding elders perished?

However, the moment they crossed the threshold into the Treasure Hall, their complexions turned a sickly shade of green.

"Empty! Everything inside is gone! The Spirit Medicine that our Celestial Roc Race spent ages cultivating has been plundered. Who in the world did this?"

One Nascent Soul Elder of the Celestial Roc Race roared in fury, his rage so intense that smoke practically billowed from his seven apertures.

In all his long years of life, he had never witnessed such a brazen act.

Under normal circumstances, nine Nascent Soul experts guarded the Treasure Hall, which was situated deep within the heart of the Holy Land.

It should have been impossible for any foe to infiltrate this place.

Yet, without a single alarm being triggered, an enemy had bypassed their defenses, entered the Treasure Hall, and made off with every single treasure with terrifying ease.

This was a staggering disgrace—a total humiliation for the entire Celestial Roc Race.

"It isn't just the Spirit Medicine. Every single Magical Treasure we seized from various other races has been stripped away. Not even a measly Low-Grade Magical Artifact remains. This thief is monstrously greedy!"

Another Nascent Soul Elder was driven to the brink of madness by his anger.

Since ascending to dominance, the Celestial Roc Race had spent centuries ruthlessly suppressing weaker clans and pillaging Secret Realm Worlds. They had sacrificed countless kin to amass this wealth through blood and toil.

Now, all that effort had served only to provide a "wedding gown" for someone else to wear.

Typical thieves would only target high-value Magical Treasures.

But this culprit was so insatiable that they took everything worth a single copper, leaving behind nothing at all. Such greed was truly detestable.

"Forget the Magical Treasures—look at the floor! These tiles were carved from Earth Crystal Stones, which are respectable Refining Materials, and that thief actually pried them all up. Had we not arrived so swiftly, they likely would have made off with the load-bearing columns of the Treasure Hall as well. Just how bold is this bastard?"

The numerous Nascent Soul Elders of the Celestial Roc Race ground their teeth in hatred, longing to seize the thief and tear them limb from limb. The intruder had treated their sacred hall like a common roadside inn.

Their resentment reached an extreme; it was impossible to fathom the depth of their fury.

If their collective wrath could take physical form, it would have reduced everything within ten thousand miles to cinders.

"How was this achieved? How could someone slip into our Holy Land undetected by our Grand Array? What exactly happened here?"

"Beyond just entering the Holy Land, the nine elders stationed here were slain instantly. They couldn't even send out a single distress signal. What kind of being possesses such terrifying power? Could it be a Divinity Transformation Cultivator?"

"Besides the four pinnacle races, are there truly any other Divinity Transformation Cultivators hidden in the world?"

"To be fair, it isn't impossible. The Western Continent is vast; it could easily hide one or two secret Divinity Transformation Cultivators."

"I suspect the culprit waited for our three patriarchs to be away before striking. They took advantage of the vacuum to ransack our Treasure Hall and steal the riches we worked so hard to collect."

"The real issue is the lack of evidence. No traces were left behind in the Treasure Hall, leaving us ignorant of the enemy's identity or even their race."

"Furthermore, where is the enemy now? How did they vanish? We responded with great haste, yet they had already cleared everything out. How is such a feat possible?"

The expressions of the Celestial Roc Race Nascent Soul Elders were grim beyond measure.

They suspected that the individual who robbed them was a mysterious and formidable figure, likely at the Divinity Transformation stage; otherwise, such a feat would be impossible.

Yet, for a mighty Divinity Transformation Cultivator to stoop to such petty thievery was utterly shameless.

What frustrated them most was the total absence of clues.

It was as if the foe had appeared from the void and vanished back into it just as quickly.

"Elder, I have just received a critical report!"

"Our Celestial Roc Race is not the only victim of these burglaries."

"The Treasure Halls belonging to the Jiao Dragon Race, the Immortal Fox Race, and the Ice Soul Race were also struck by a mysterious foe."

"They have sustained devastating losses, with many of their treasures being completely plundered."

At that moment, a junior cultivator of the Celestial Roc Race cried out, delivering this vital piece of intelligence.

The Celestial Roc Race maintained a network of spies within the other three Tier Five races, ensuring that any major event would be reported immediately.

"What? The enemy targeted not just us, but the other Tier Five races as well? Was this a coordinated strike?"

An elder of the Celestial Roc Race gasped in shock.

While they were initially reeling from their own disaster, hearing that the Jiao Dragon Race and others had also been hit brought a strange sense of relief. At least they weren't the only ones suffering; they had company in their misfortune.