Even though he had his vitality channel, spirit storage channel and elemental storage channel, Mo Wuji could still feel waves of weakness.
The vast and boundless void forest collapsed under his Great Art of Destruction and disappeared into the void.
As for the transfer array to God Continent, it naturally disappeared as well.
Mo Wuji did not intend to return to God Continent temporarily. Sage Tian Hen was waiting for him in God Continent. If he didn't increase his strength, he would be courting death if he returned.
However, he didn't expect the Needle-Head Book to be so terrifying. Moreover, the black needle-head arrows in his body melted away like snow. Now, he could only endure the continuous dissipation of his vitality and the continuous depletion of his elemental energy and spiritual will.
No matter how strong his vitality channel was, it couldn't go on like this forever.
After fleeing for a few hours, Mo Wuji stopped. What he needed to do now was to find a place to recuperate and remove all the dao ripples from the Needle-Head Book.
Before Mo Wuji could find a direction, Meng Ye's figure landed not too far away from him. He looked pleasantly surprised at Mo Wuji and said, "Brother Mo, your sacred art is truly too strong. If it wasn't for your Great Art of Destruction, we wouldn't have been able to escape from that stone hall today … Eh, could Brother Mo be injured?"
When God Emperor Ming Yue took out the Needle-Head Book, Meng Ye saw it clearly. The seven Needle-Head Book arrows tore through Mo Wuji's domain. Because he was in a hurry to escape, he didn't see clearly that Mo Wuji was struck by one of the arrows.
Now that Mo Wuji's dao ripples had dissipated, he was no longer able to conceal his aura. As one of the three Rogue Sages, Meng Ye was naturally able to tell that Mo Wuji was indeed struck by the Needle-Head Book.
Mo Wuji nodded and said weakly. "I was struck by three arrows of the Needle-Head Book. I have already lost my ability to move. Perhaps the only thing I can do now is self-destruct …"
"Ah …" Meng Ye's heart started to race. He could even feel his blood flowing faster. As a Quasi-Sage who obtained the God Throne, Meng Ye was mentally strong. At this moment, he was unable to suppress his inner struggle.
He had personally witnessed and experienced Mo Wuji's strength. He was even clearer about the treasures on Mo Wuji. To be able to imprison Sage Huan Ti, this was definitely a peak grade world. It might even surpass the treasures of True Spirit World. Even this top-notch world was enough to make him envious. Secondly, Mo Wuji had just obtained the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo. He also had the Book of Luo, Kun Wu Sword, Phecda Clay, Great Art of Destruction, void rune technique, Breath of Hongmeng …
He stopped counting because the treasures on Mo Wuji were simply too many.
If he could kill Mo Wuji and obtain all of Mo Wuji's belongings, he, Meng Ye …
When Meng Ye thought of this, he quickly suppressed his thoughts. He knew that if Mo Wuji didn't compromise, then even if he killed Mo Wuji, he wouldn't be able to obtain Mo Wuji's world. The other party's last sentence made it clear that if he were to fall out with him, the other party would very likely self-destruct.
As he thought of this, Meng Ye forcefully swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said anxiously, "Brother Mo, we need to find a place to heal …"
Even though he said this, he was still thinking about how to get rid of Mo Wuji and obtain Mo Wuji's world. He knew very well how terrifying the Needle-Head Book was. Why was God Emperor Ming Yue so feared by so many God Throne experts? It was because he possessed the Needle-Head Book. Just one of the black feathered arrows from the Needle-Head Book was enough to kill a person. Mo Wuji was struck by three arrows consecutively so his current weakness was definitely real. It was said that one of the four Dao Monarchs, Dao Monarch Darkness, was struck by God Emperor Ming Yue's Needle-Head Book and his whereabouts were unknown.
Mo Wuji was very clear about Meng Ye's intentions. None of these old fellas were good people. Moreover, Meng Ye didn't tell him about God Emperor Ming Yue's Needle-Head Book. One must know that Mo Wuji even saved Meng Ye once in the stone hall. This fella definitely had his own plans for not telling him.
However, Mo Wuji wasn't angry because they were working together on the surface. Compared to Kun Yun, Meng Ye was much more cunning and sinister. Therefore, when his spirit storage channel helped Meng Ye to expel the nirvana sand's dao aura, he took the opportunity to leave a spiritual will imprint on Meng Ye. Given Meng Ye's current state, it wouldn't be possible for him to discover the spiritual will imprint he left behind. Unless Meng Ye's power rose rapidly in a short period of time.
"Dao Friend Meng, you don't have to worry. That God Emperor Ming Yue was severely injured by me and he should be on his last breath. As for Dao Monarch Grand Desert, when he was defending against my Great Art of Destruction, I shot a few Spiritual Will Arrows into his sea of consciousness. His injuries should be worse than Ming Yue's. It's good enough that these two fellas aren't worried about us chasing after them. Why would they dare to chase after us? "Mo Wuji waved his hand and said nonchalantly.
Meng Ye heaved a sigh of relief because he didn't think that Mo Wuji was lying. He had personally witnessed Mo Wuji's power. Mo Wuji's spiritual will was ridiculously strong. It was normal for Mo Wuji to attack Grand Desert when he was defending against the Great Art of Destruction. However, he didn't know that Mo Wuji would have to rely on his spirit storage channel to escape, much less his Spiritual Will Arrows.
In Meng Ye's heart, Ming Yue and Grand Desert were severely injured. Not only could he deal with Mo Wuji easily, he could even chase after them. In this battle, he, Meng Ye, was the biggest winner. However, how could he make Mo Wuji be like Huan Ti and willingly open up his world? That was the key.
"Brother Mo, just in case. I think it's better for us to strengthen ourselves … "As he said this, Meng Ye paused for a moment before continuing." Brother Mo, we've already obtained the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo. Why don't you give me the Phecda Clay? "
Mo Wuji hurried to say. "Of course. My spiritual will isn't able to touch my own world now. I will give it to you after I recover for a period of time."
With that, Mo Wuji no longer bothered about Meng Ye as he casually struck out tens of array runes to protect himself. Then, he started to recover in mid-air.
He could already feel Meng Ye's killing intent. Mo Wuji was sure that if he took out the Phecda Clay, Meng Ye would attack him with all his might.
Given Mo Wuji's current strength, he wasn't afraid of Meng Ye. At the very most, he would just run away. However, Meng Ye was an ingrate. If he took out the Phecda Clay and ran away, Mo Wuji wouldn't feel comfortable. He had promised Meng Ye the Phecda Clay. As long as he obtained the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo, he would give it to Meng Ye.
What he was unhappy about was that Meng Ye actually wanted to plot against him, his ally.
It would be a lie to say that he was recovering. Mo Wuji knew that if he wasted any more time here, his injuries would only worsen. Given his current strength, he wouldn't be able to expel the dao aura of the Needle-Head Book in a short period of time. The reason why he was waiting here was because he was waiting for Dao Monarch Grand Desert and God Emperor Ming Yue.
It was true that God Emperor Ming Yue was severely injured by him. However, Grand Desert's injuries could be said to be completely unscathed. Given the cunning Grand Desert and Ming Yue, he would be considered blind if they didn't chase after him once they figured out what was going on.
Seeing that Mo Wuji was really starting to recover without any restraints, Meng Ye's heart was in a constant struggle. He didn't know whether he should attack Mo Wuji or not. Eventually, he controlled himself.
The reason why he didn't attack wasn't because Mo Wuji was his ally. It was because he hadn't obtained the Phecda Clay yet. If he infuriated Mo Wuji, Mo Wuji might as well explode his own world. Then, he would never be able to obtain the Phecda Clay in this lifetime.
Once he obtained the Phecda Clay, he definitely wouldn't let Mo Wuji off. Naturally, he knew how powerful the Needle-Head Book was. It was impossible for Mo Wuji to force the Needle-Head Book out while he was recovering.
Four hours later, Mo Wuji suddenly opened his eyes. He could sense God Emperor Ming Yue rushing towards him. God Emperor Ming Yue was severely injured by him. His Great Art of Destruction wouldn't be able to be expelled so easily.
"How is it?" Meng Ye asked concernedly when he saw Mo Wuji open the defensive array.
Mo Wuji sighed. He took out a fist-sized piece of Phecda Clay and threw it to Meng Ye. "The dao aura of the Needle-Head Book is too terrifying. I'm unable to expel it. You can have the Phecda Clay. I need to find a place to recuperate. Let's part ways here. "
Meng Ye grabbed the Phecda Clay. He forcefully suppressed the excitement in his heart and threw it into his own world. He sighed and said, "Dao Friend Mo, this bit of Phecda Clay is really too little."
Mo Wuji chuckled. "There's no other way. This is all I have. Back then, we agreed on this. Goodbye, Dao Friend Meng. "
"Wait!" Meng Ye waved his horsetail whisk and blocked Mo Wuji's path.
Mo Wuji's face sank. "Meng Ye, you want to fight?"
"What is Dao Friend Mo talking about? I also need some of that Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo. Of course, I don't need a lot. Just half will do. " Meng Ye said faintly. As he was speaking, billions of strands of whisk had already formed a whisk space. It blocked Mo Wuji's path.
Mo Wuji looked at Meng Ye calmly. "Today, I want to recuperate. I'll give you some interest. After I'm fully recovered, you better not fall into my hands. "
After saying that, Mo Wuji didn't even move his Half Moon Weighted Halberd. Instead, he took a step forward. The billions of whisk space around Mo Wuji was like a decoration. It was completely unable to stop Mo Wuji. Mo Wuji disappeared without a trace.
Meng Ye stared blankly at the direction where Mo Wuji disappeared. He was in a daze. How was this the action of someone who was struck by the Needle-Head Book?
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