Mo Wuji grabbed the air and the Half Moon Weighted Halberd landed in his hands. Thereafter, he said slowly, "You are right. The Phecda Clay is in my hands. If you have the ability, then come and snatch it."
Meng Ye waved his horsetail whisk and swept billions of white threads towards Mo Wuji. He said, "You are the most arrogant Unity God ant I have ever seen in front of a Rogue Sage. I hope that you are qualified to say those words …"
Meng Ye's words came to a halt. He realised that his billions of white threads weren't as easily restrained as he imagined. Then, he used his hand seals to pinch Mo Wuji before slowly torturing him.
No matter how weak Mo Wuji was, he wouldn't be restrained by Meng Ye's sacred art space. His Half Moon Weighted Halberd also turned into billions of halberd radiance as it clashed with Meng Ye's billions of white threads. A torrential god elemental energy surged in the air.
If not for the fact that Mo Wuji and Meng Ye didn't want to kill Yue Ming, Yue Ming would have been torn into pieces in the flying shuttle. As for the flying shuttle under Mo Wuji's feet, it had already been turned into dust by the collision of their god elemental domains and sacred arts.
Yue Ming naturally knew to retreat. In such a terrifying battle, she was like an ant amongst ants.
She didn't escape. Firstly, she knew that even if she escaped, Rogue Sage Meng Ye could easily capture her after Mo Wuji lost. Secondly, she wanted to know how Mo Wuji entered the Gods Tower, how he saved people in the Gods Tower and who did Mo Wuji save in the Gods Tower.
"Boom boom boom!" After Yue Ming retreated, Mo Wuji and Meng Ye's sacred arts clashed even more ferociously. Under the bombardment of their elemental sacred arts, tiny scars started to appear.
"There are indeed a few moves. Everything turns into white threads and everything becomes an illusion …" The billions of white threads in Meng Ye's horsetail whisk suddenly turned into a world. In this world, everything was filled with worries. Rather than living in these worries, why not let go of them and turn into an illusion? If one wasn't willing to turn into an illusion, then one would have to slowly use one's intelligence to unravel these billions of white threads.
Mo Wuji was immediately immersed in these white threads. He was the first to wake up as he looked at the world of white threads in astonishment. This old fella actually used his Mortal World sacred art that he was most proud of to deal with him. This Mortal World sacred art was one of his ultimate moves. This was simply displaying one's slight skill in front of an expert.
Facing the endless strands of worries, Mo Wuji was naturally not willing to turn into an illusion. Not only did he not retreat, he took a step into the endless strands of worries. He lifted his hand and pointed out with a finger. World of Man.
Mo Wuji's World of Man sacred art had always been used against cultivators. This time, he actually used his World of Man sacred art to deal with Meng Ye's sacred art, Threads of Worry.
The world was filled with mortals. Life and death, sorrow and happiness, were all mortals' thoughts.
Mortals only exist in this world to survive. Don't talk to me about the principles of life, don't talk to me about how to solve millions of worries.
I am a mortal, I do not have great wisdom. In this mortal world, I only hope to survive. Rather than using one's great wisdom to solve the troubles, it was better to burn away all the tangled and intertwined strands of dust and live a simple and ordinary life.
There is no need for me to untie my worries. Scholar's Heart, burn for me.
"Bang!" A ball of fire exploded and swept tens of thousands of meters into the sky.
The hundreds of millions of strands of worry were burned by a ball of fire in this world of mortals. Everything became clear, and the void also became clean.
Meng Ye did not continue attacking. He looked at Mo Wuji calmly and said, "Even though you are a Unity God, you are qualified to say those words in front of me. I believe that even if I could defeat you, it would be very difficult for me to kill you. "
Mo Wuji said with disdain, "Old Daoist, do you want to die from not acting cool? With your current state, you can stop dreaming about defeating me. "
These Throned Gods treated the lives of others like ants. Towards these Throned Gods, Mo Wuji did not have a good impression of them. There was another reason why he killed people. Many Throned Gods killed people casually.
In the eyes of these Throned Gods, ordinary cultivators were like fish and prawns in the eyes of mortals.
Mo Wuji guessed that he would not be able to defeat Meng Ye. However, the difference wasn't huge. Moreover, Meng Ye was dreaming if he wanted to kill him.
For an expert like Meng Ye, even though he treated the lives of others like ants, he was still very magnanimous. Mo Wuji's words were unable to incite any anger in him. Meng Ye maintained his calm tone and said, "This is only a clone of mine. There's nothing to be happy about even if you win."
When he heard that this Meng Ye was only a clone, Mo Wuji's heart sank. A clone was already so powerful. How strong would the real Meng Ye be?
However, Mo Wuji soon came to his senses. Meng Ye might be like Kun Yun and was only left with this clone.
"If I tell you the origins of the Gods Tower, will you give me the Phecda Clay?" Meng Ye seemed to sense Mo Wuji's thoughts as he said indifferently.
Mo Wuji laughed coldly, "Your information is really valuable."
"This is a trade. I'm not asking you to give it to me for no reason. I believe that I have something that you need. As long as you mention it, I might be able to get it for you. "Meng Ye looked at Mo Wuji. His expression was calm without any emotions.
However, Mo Wuji could sense his excitement. This was because Mo Wuji had a certain level of understanding towards the Laws of the Universe. Mo Wuji was sure that the Phecda Clay was extremely important to Meng Ye.
It wasn't that Meng Ye couldn't defeat him. He was just worried that Mo Wuji would turn around and leave. This was because Meng Ye had no way to restrain him. With his Wind Escape Technique, Five Elemental Escape Technique and Shrinking Earth, if he wanted to leave, even if Meng Ye's real body was here, he might not be able to catch him.
Why was Meng Ye so excited about the Phecda Clay? The only explanation was that Meng Ye was speaking the truth. The one standing here was only a clone of Meng Ye. Moreover, Meng Ye only had this clone. Meng Ye's real body and other clones might have been destroyed in the previous Cataclysm.
Because he only had this clone, he was very concerned about the Phecda Clay. As long as he could get his hands on the Phecda Clay, he might be able to restore his real body.
Meng Ye opened his hand and a stone stool landed beside Mo Wuji. He also grabbed a stone stool and sat on it. Thereafter, he casually retrieved a jade flask and a jade cup. He poured a cup of green water and placed it in front of Mo Wuji. "This is some Universe Elemental Essence that I obtained in the universe. Dao Friend, please have a taste. May I know how I should address you?"
Universe Elemental Essence? Mo Wuji had heard of such an item before. This was definitely a top grade cultivation treasure. Mo Wuji did not hesitate to grab the jade cup in front of him and gulped it down.
A cool and refreshing liquid instantly filled every single meridian in Mo Wuji's body. Boundless elemental energy started to form naturally. Mo Wuji suspected that if he started cultivating now, he would be able to break through Unity God Level 1 and step into Unity God Level 2.
"Good stuff." Mo Wuji could not help but praise.
When Meng Ye saw Mo Wuji gulp down the cup without any hesitation, he went into a daze. He was prepared to wait for Mo Wuji to stop drinking. Then, he would grab the cup and gulp it down himself. Universe Elemental Essence was not an ordinary item. After countless years in space, he, Meng Ye, did not obtain much.
"Dao Friend is truly heroic. You're actually not worried that I would poison you." Meng Ye could not help but sigh. His view of Mo Wuji had changed drastically.
Don't simply look at how he didn't place other cultivators' lives in his eyes. However, when he met a forthright person like Mo Wuji, he could not help but praise him.
Mo Wuji sneered in his heart. Poison? He really didn't know what kind of poison in the universe could poison his detoxification meridian.
"Many thanks to Dao Friend Meng Ye for this cup of Universe Elemental Essence. My name is Mo Wuji and I am a rogue cultivator." Mo Wuji clasped his fists and said indifferently. He believed that he would definitely not become friends with a person like Meng Ye. Even if they were friends, it would only be through trade.
"Dao Friend Mo shouldn't be very old right? I wonder if you came from the recently restored God World?" Meng Ye smiled faintly.
When he heard Meng Ye's words, Mo Wuji knew that Meng Ye must have obtained huge benefits from the restoration of the God World. That was why his clone had such power.
"Senior is called Mo Wuji?" Yue Ming, who hadn't left yet, walked over agitatedly and asked in surprise.
Mo Wuji nodded, "That's right, I am Mo Wuji. Do you recognise me?"
Yue Ming suddenly knelt on the ground, "Yue Ming greets benefactor."
Mo Wuji looked at Yue Ming doubtfully, "I don't recognise you. When did I become your benefactor?"
Yue Ming sobbed and said, "Senior is my master's benefactor."
"Who is your master?" Mo Wuji hurried to ask.
Yue Ming's eyes turned red and sorrow appeared in his eyes, "My master, Ji Li. She told me that I must find Ping …"
As he said this, Yue Ming seemed to have thought of something. He glanced at Meng Ye and stopped talking.
When Mo Wuji heard Ji Li's name, he hurried to ask, "How is your master, Ji Li?"
He might have casually saved Ji Li, but he owed Ji Li an even greater favor.
"My master has fallen." Yue Ming sobbed.
(Today's update will end here. Good night friends!)
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