Wu Dao's original body wasn't sure if it was fire.
As he went deeper and deeper into the Netherworld River, the six flames in Wu Dao's domain were obviously suppressed, and the intensity of the fire was getting smaller and smaller.
However, there was such a strong fire on the surface of the river in front of him. It wasn't suppressed at all, and it even lit up the surrounding river red!
Two balls of purple flames rose in the eyes of Wu Dao's original body. He stared at the ball of fire, wanting to see it clearly.
There seemed to be something in the center of the ball of fire. However, he was too far away, and the ball of fire was too bright, so he couldn't see it clearly.
"Eh?"
Wu Dao's original body was about to give up when he saw a dilapidated ancient boat beside the raging fire!
The ancient boat looked very simple. It was completely black, without any sails or windows. Two black oars hung on both sides of the boat, and it floated on the river at the end of the sky.
It wasn't strange for an ancient boat to appear on the river.
However, Wu Dao's original body was standing on the Netherworld River!
The appearance of this dilapidated ancient boat was a little strange.
Moreover, the dilapidated ancient boat was very close to the ball of fire, but it didn't show any signs of burning. It floated on the river like a ghost, motionless!
No!
Wu Dao's original body suddenly frowned.
If the ball of fire and the dilapidated ancient boat were on the Netherworld River, why didn't they flow down? Why were they floating there?
Suddenly!
A chilly wind blew from the depths of the Netherworld River, and the surface of the river sparkled.
The six flames in Wu Dao's domain were extinguished instantly!
The purple flames in the eyes of Wu Dao's original body were extinguished at the same time. A sharp pain came from his eyes, and he closed them subconsciously.
At the same time, an unprecedented fear rose in his heart, making him shudder and his scalp tingle!
This feeling of dread almost made him flee in defeat!
Not only that.
The purple flames in Wu Dao's original body's sea of consciousness were flickering in the chilly wind, and they were about to be extinguished at any time!
His Martial Soul was this ball of purple flames.
Once this Martial Spirit Flame was extinguished, it meant that his Primordial Spirit was extinguished, and his body and Dao would vanish.
No matter what kind of battle prowess one possessed, no matter how powerful one's Dao was, it would all vanish into thin air!
The Prison Suppressing Cauldron trembled incessantly as it let out a low, mournful cry, conveying a sense of fear to Wu Dao's true body!
Even the sorrowful cries of the Hell Suppressing Cauldron were suppressed, not daring to be too loud!
The Sanskrit chanting in the cauldron had already been interrupted.
The pervasive waterfall of golden light had long since been shattered.
Wu Dao's main body closed his eyes and used the Netherworld Treasure Mirror and Soul Lamp to block his body as he retreated explosively!
After retreating for an unknown distance, Wu Dao's true body only stopped when the feeling of fear gradually subsided and the Martial Spirit Flame in his Sea of Consciousness recovered.
Wu Dao's true body took off the Mo Luo Mask, revealing a pale face covered in sweat. He gasped for breath and slowly opened his eyes.
Even though he had escaped from danger, he still felt a lingering fear when he recalled the scene just now.
What was that chilly wind?
Where did it come from?
Wu Dao's true body recalled the situation back then.
That chilly wind was not strong and was just like a gentle breeze.
However, right after, a series of terrifying changes occurred to his body!
Wu Dao's true body lowered his head to take a look.
Although he had used the Soul Lamp to block his body earlier, the golden flame in the Soul Lamp had long been extinguished.
The Soul Lamp must have been extinguished when the chilly wind blew over.
Wu Dao's true body gradually calmed down and temporarily gave up on the idea of continuing to investigate the Underworld River.
The crisis of the great wilderness had yet to be resolved. If something happened to him here, Die Yue would not be able to withstand Emperor Qing Yan's next attack without help.
Wu Dao's true body put away the Prison Suppressing Cauldron, Netherworld Treasure Mirror and Soul Lamp. Just as he was about to put on the Mo Luo Mask, his heart skipped a beat.
The Mo Luo Mask was originally an Emperor weapon. However, Wu Dao's true body released the Heavenly Wolf Artifact Spirit within and granted it rebirth. As a result, the Emperor weapon's power was greatly reduced.
With his current battle prowess, the Mask of Mara was of little use to him, and he could do without it.
More importantly, it could be used to hide his appearance.
If there was a weakness in Wu Dao's true body, it would be the Essence Spirit in his sea of consciousness, which was the purple flame Martial Soul. It was indeed relatively weak.
This' relatively weak 'did not mean compared to those of the same level.
If he encountered someone whose cultivation level was far above him, such as a peak Emperor, it might cause some damage to his Martial Soul.
Wu Dao's true body pondered for a while and prepared to reforge the Mo Luo Mask.
Whoosh!
Wu Dao's true body released six streaks of flames and threw the Mo Luo Mask over to burn it.
Several days passed. Although the Mo Luo Mask was burning red and almost transparent, it still showed no signs of melting.
The Mo Luo Mask was indeed extraordinary.
Back then, Emperor Bo Xun had gathered countless natural treasures, rare ores, and fused with the flesh and blood of the Seven Emotions avatars to create such a mask.
With Wu Dao's true body's current combat strength, even a peerless Emperor weapon would not be able to withstand his six streaks of flames!
The Mo Luo Mask had not melted even though it had lost its Artifact Spirit!
If this continued, he would not make any progress. Instead, it would affect his cultivation.
Wu Dao's true body was about to give up when an idea flashed through his mind.
He took out his Soul Lamp and lit it up.
With that, another streak of golden flames appeared under the Mo Luo Mask!
Not long after, the Mo Luo Mask began to melt.
Wu Dao's true body was overjoyed and began to reforge the mask.
He did not plan to change the Dao Art contained in the mask too much. He only wanted to merge it with his spiritual consciousness so that it could transform into an Artifact Spirit in the future.
To him, the most important step in reforging the Mo Luo Mask was not the melting process, but the final quenching process!
Forty-nine days later, the Mo Luo Mask was completed and ready to be quenched.
Normal quenching required one to place the Divine Weapon in spring water and cool it down quickly to take shape.
The higher the grade of the spring water, the greater the improvement it would bring to the Divine Weapon.
And ever since Wu Dao's true body started cultivating, the most powerful and mysterious water source he had ever seen was the Nether River beneath his feet!
Wu Dao's true body dipped the Mo Luo Mask, which was burning bright red, into the Nether River.
* Splash! *
Bubbles rose from the surface of the water and a puff of green smoke appeared. The Nether River quickly calmed down.
Wu Dao's true body picked up the reforged Mo Luo Mask and observed it carefully.
The Mo Luo Mask's appearance did not change much. However, with a single thought from Wu Dao's true body, the Mo Luo Mask suddenly turned into a dark and deep river with ripples!
The Mo Luo Mask had once again transformed into an Emperor Artifact. Furthermore, the mysterious power of the Nether River had been fused into it, making it even more powerful than the original Mo Luo Mask!
Wu Dao's true body put the Mo Luo Mask back on his face.
With this mask, the weakness of his Martial Soul would no longer exist!
Wu Dao's true body took a deep breath and put away his Soul Lamp, preparing to continue his seclusion.
But soon, he took out the soul lamp again. Looking at the golden flames burning on it, a ball of light suddenly burst forth from his eyes!
Perhaps, he could fuse this golden flame into his body!
That way, he would be able to control the seventh flame. Wu Dao's Purgatory and Heaven and Earth Furnace would both undergo transformations, greatly increasing his cultivation speed.
He might even have a chance to break through and step into the Emperor realm!
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