Under Mo Qingyun's observation, he realized that the Remnant Spirit had already merged with Xuanwu's body.
The originally lifeless body of Xuanwu had obvious signs of life, and the dull skin also had a luster.
"Based on the current situation, it will take at most a few days for the Remnant Spirit to be born in another body."
After observing the situation of the Remnant Spirit for a while, Mo Qingyun's face lit up. He was very satisfied with the progress.
Based on the current progress, the Remnant Spirit would be able to be born in another body before reaching the Palace of Creation.
At that time, if there was a large-scale battle, the Remnant Spirit would play a huge role.
After understanding the situation of the Remnant Spirit, Mo Qingyun retracted his gaze and sat down. He said, "It will take some time to reach the Palace of Creation. I can't waste this time. I can use it to condense the Saint Power Star Cluster."
When his cultivation broke through to the Middle-stage of the Saint Realm, he could condense more Saint Power Star Clusters. Mo Qingyun did not have the time to condense them.
If he condensed the Saint Power Star Cluster, his strength would definitely skyrocket, and he would have more confidence.
With the desire for strength, Mo Qingyun immersed himself in cultivation again and began to condense the Saint Power Star Cluster.
Under Mo Qingyun's condensing, waves of imposing flame Saint Power gathered rapidly outside his body.
The flame Saint Power gathered and was skillfully condensed by Mo Qingyun into balls of flame.
As time passed, the number of balls of flame around Mo Qingyun increased rapidly.
Two hundred and one.
Two hundred and two.
…
One thousand eight hundred and ninety-one.
One thousand eight hundred and ninety-two.
…
Two thousand.
After an unknown period of time, the number of Saint Power Star Clusters condensed reached a limit.
Seeing that he could no longer condense Saint Power Star Clusters, Mo Qingyun stopped cultivating and slowly opened his eyes.
"Two thousand Saint Power Star Clusters!"
Mo Qingyun had a clear idea of the number of Saint Power Star Clusters that he had condensed.
Under normal circumstances, the Middle-stage of the Saint Realm could condense a maximum of one thousand Saint Power Star Clusters.
However, Mo Qingyun was different from ordinary people. There was a Power of Creation in his body, so he had twice as many Saint Power Star Clusters as compared to normal.
"Even some Nebula Realm powerhouses didn't condense two thousand Saint Power Star Clusters."
In Mo Qingyun's memory, whether it was Shi Qiu, Zi, or the rest, they had condensed less than two thousand Saint Power Star Clusters.
His cultivation was only at the Middle-stage of the Saint Realm, but he had already reached such a level was terrifying.
In comparison, in the same cultivation realm, he was far more powerful than others. They were not on the same level at all.
At this rate, when Mo Qingyun broke through to the Nebula Realm, the number of Saint Energy Star Clusters he could condense would be terrifying.
Mo Qingyun's lips curled into a faint smile as he felt the rich Saint Power in his body. He said confidently, "Given my current strength, I should have no problem protecting myself as long as I don't encounter a Galaxy-Grade elite."
"If I break through to the Late-stage of the Saint Realm, I should be able to take on an Initial Stage Galaxy powerhouse."
Mo Qingyun was looking forward to breaking through to the Late-stage of the Saint Realm as soon as possible.
In his opinion, once he broke through to the Late-stage of the Saint Realm, he wouldn't be afraid of ordinary Galaxy powerhouses.
"Forget it. It's impossible to break through to the Late-stage of the Saint Realm in a short time."
Although Mo Qingyun was only half a step away from the Late-stage of the Saint Realm, he knew that it wouldn't be easy to take this step.
If he didn't obtain any Spiritual Treasures, it would take him at least a year to reach the Late-stage of the Saint Realm.
After thinking up to this point, Mo Qingyun cast aside all distracting thoughts and looked at the remnant spirit.
After a few days of continuous cultivation, the Remnant Spirit's aura had become more stable, and its life fluctuations had become more intense.
If someone who didn't know what was going on saw the Remnant Spirit, they would definitely mistake him for the real Xuanwu.
"It seems like the Remnant Spirit has succeeded!"
Mo Qingyun nodded in satisfaction after understanding the Remnant Spirit's situation. The Remnant Spirit's progress was faster than he had expected.
When he sensed Mo Qingyun's gaze, the Remnant Spirit stopped cultivating and stood up excitedly.
As the Remnant Spirit stood up, he transformed into his human form and walked over to Mo Qingyun. He said respectfully, "Thank you, Master, for giving me Xuanwu's corpse so that I could be reborn in his body."
"You don't have to be so polite."
Mo Qingyun waved his hand indifferently at the remnant spirit's greeting and said, "Tell me about your origins."
"My origin?"
Upon hearing Mo Qingyun's request, the Remnant Spirit hesitated for a moment before replying, "Master, I am Dark Dawn, a direct descendant of the Dark Sky Sacred Clan in the Heaven Realm. During one of my training sessions, I was plotted against and accidentally fell into the spatial turbulence. After that, I perished in that space …"
The Remnant Spirit briefly explained his situation to Mo Qingyun.
After listening to the remnant spirit's explanation, the curiosity on Mo Qingyun's face immediately intensified. He asked, "Tell me more about the Heavenly Realm and the Dark Heaven's Holy Clans."
"Heaven Realm? Dark Sky Sacred Clan? "
Under Mo Qingyun's questioning, the Remnant Spirit revealed a blank expression, as if he didn't know anything at all.
After thinking for a while, the Remnant Spirit revealed an ashamed expression and said, "Master, this subordinate is just a Remnant Spirit, so my memories are incomplete. In my memories, there is no detailed information about the Heaven Realm and the Dark Sky Sacred Clan."
"Forget it, that's it."
After listening to the Remnant Spirit's explanation, Mo Qingyun was a little disappointed, but he didn't ask any more questions.
"You have just been reborn in a body, so you still need to get used to it. Continue cultivating here."
After instructing the Remnant Spirit, Mo Qingyun's figure flashed, and he left the Fortune Mainland.
He had spent a lot of time cultivating this time, and if there were no accidents, he should be back at the Fortune Immortal Palace soon.
"Have we reached there?"
Mo Qingyun came to Zi Que's side, and glanced in front of him, and asked Zi Que.
Seeing Mo Qingyun appear, Zi Que respectfully bowed and said, "Master, I have entered the Wasteland Prison World, and will reach Qiuniu City soon."
"En!"
Hearing Zi Que's answer, Mo Qingyun nodded in understanding, and a sense of urgency arose in his heart. He thought to himself, "I wonder what's the situation at the Fortune Immortal Palace. Did the Blood Ancestor bring people here? Did the Heavenly Star Dragon Rock Race make any moves?"
The more Mo Qingyun thought about it, the more anxious and worried he became. He couldn't wait to return to the Fortune Immortal Palace and see Qian Linglong and the others.
Under Mo Qingyun's anticipation, they returned to the Qiuniu City, and directly rushed to the Fortune Immortal Palace.
When Mo Qingyun arrived in front of the Fortune Immortal Palace and saw that it was intact, he finally relaxed.
It seemed that the Fortune Immortal Palace hadn't been attacked, and Qian Linglong and the others should be fine.
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