In the air, an array flag was fluttering. The dense, blurry runes shone brightly as they absorbed the essence of the array formation and fused into the flag, making it even more terrifying.
Even the black flagpole that Jiang Ming had refined had benefited from it. It had been purified and tempered by the essence of various array materials. Its color had become deeper and richer, and it was undergoing a transformation.
"The array flag you obtained is like a catalyst. If it can be tempered and transformed more times," the black sword explained, "It might be able to become exponentially stronger and possess all kinds of mysterious powers!"
"Is it that powerful?" Jiang Ming was shocked.
"Being able to become the main array flag of the former blessed land of immortal cultivation represents the power and foundation of the blessed land. The price of refining it far exceeds your imagination. Even though it has decayed and fallen, its foundation still exists and has extremely high growth potential," the black sword explained. "Array flags of this level usually won't fall outside. Even if the sect is destroyed, it will be destroyed along with it. However, it was separated from the area outside the ruins and was picked up by others. It can be seen that this blessed land suffered an unimaginable change back then. It fell apart overnight and no longer exists! Moreover, I have some experience in the refinement of spiritual artifacts. I can guide this array flag to transform."
Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, then he immediately reacted and said seriously, "Many thanks."
The black sword spoke casually, but Jiang Ming knew that the knowledge it had was definitely invaluable for other cultivators.
Then, Jiang Ming could not help but daydream about exploring the ruins in peace.
"What are you daydreaming about?" The black sword rolled its eyes. It said, "Even immortal cultivators still pay attention to gradual progress in their cultivation. Moreover, it's an inanimate object. Perhaps after many years, this flag will develop sentience. Only then can it be considered to have transformed. However, it is still uncertain whether you will be able to live to see it. Also, although the blessed land here has been destroyed, the ruins can be revived regularly. Who do you think is in charge? After all, normally, a destroyed land will not revive every sixty years."
"What do you mean?" Jiang Ming was stunned, and then he figured out something about the black sword. He was shocked. "Wait… What kind of magical tool has gained sentience in these ruins and is leading the revival of this place?"
"Ten thousand years have passed. No cultivator can live for so long," the black sword said faintly. "No one knows what exactly is in the deepest part of the ruins. Perhaps my old friends from back then are there. I advise you not to go too deep. After exploring this Foundation Establishment Realm area, it's time to leave."
"Friend, didn't you know the founder of this blessed land? Won't they be able to help?" Jiang Ming probed. He was wondering if the old friend the black sword mentioned was also a spiritual artifact.
"Hmph!" the black sword snorted and said calmly, "My old friends have long turned into dust. At most, I can help you here and there with the aid of my memories from back then. If I really dare go to the depths of the ruins to find an old friend to reminisce about the past, they might devour me. The mysterious Black Rock Ruins is not a good place. There are Golden Core Realm and even Nascent Soul Realm cultivators who roam freely here. Maybe we'll all be in big trouble."
Jiang Ming was shocked, and his back seemed to be covered in a layer of cold sweat. He felt as if there were eyes on him.
"However, these ruins have already been destroyed. Even if there is something lurking in the depths, it should not be able to extend its claws this far. As long as we don't go too deep and get out in time, it'll be fine," the black sword said.
Jiang Ming nodded slightly. He had already made his decision. After he found and rescued Wu Hen, he would immediately leave this place and flee thousands of miles away. He would never get involved in the Black Rock Ruins again.
He was not afraid of any danger. However, if he was discovered and captured by some powerhouse, he would really be finished.
In the void, the array flag was still emitting divine light. Runes rushed out from the ground one after another, accompanied by rays of multicolored light, and continuously fused into the surface of the flag. Even the decayed holes on the surface of the flag were emitting light at this moment.
Jiang Ming began to scavenge the battlefield with the black sword, searching for the storage rings left behind in the battle and the treasures stored in the camp.
"Woah, there's a spirit herb field." Jiang Ming walked to a corner of the camp and could not help but smile.
The spirit herb field was two to three acres in size, and there were many rare spirit herbs planted there. They were well taken care of and looked very healthy. They were probably transplanted from various places in the ruins by the cultivators of these grotto-heavens and blessed lands and planted here temporarily.
Jiang Ming did not hold back. He picked the spirit herbs one by one and put them away in his storage ring. He was overjoyed. More than half of these spirit herbs were rare and miraculous herbs that were of great use to Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators. Some could increase cultivation, while others could stabilize their spirit base.
