The moment he stepped into the tear, Mo Wuji wanted to enter his Mortal World. However, he soon discovered that after he extracted the two simulated Dao Laws from his Mortal World, his spiritual will had completely collapsed. Not only did his sea of consciousness's spiritual will collapse, even his spirit storage channel's spiritual will had collapsed. This was caused by the dissipation of his dao foundations.
At this instant, he couldn't even enter his Mortal World.
Five Sage-level experts in addition to Mo Wuji's Great Art of Destruction seemed to be able to tear this entire space apart. The only thing Mo Wuji could do was to curl up his body and allow himself to be swept away by the spatial tear.
Although his dao foundations were destroyed, his physique tempering foundations were still there. Even though his fleshly body was almost split into three, as long as it wasn't completely destroyed, his fleshly body would still be able to slowly regenerate within the tear.
"Bang!" After an unknown period of time, Mo Wuji directly landed on the ground from the atmosphere.
At this moment, Mo Wuji heaved a sigh of relief. With his late stage Sage Physique, he definitely wouldn't be hurt by this attack. At the very least, his life was temporarily saved.
Even though his injuries were severe, Mo Wuji still didn't move. He could sense that this should be an extremely low grade world. Not only was the elemental energy of the Heaven and Earth of a low grade, it was also extremely thin. It should be the type of elemental energy that couldn't even compare to spiritual energy. He had no way to rely on the elemental energy here to recover.
After an entire day, Mo Wuji struggled to crawl up.
On the surface, he didn't seem to have any injuries. However, only he knew that his injuries couldn't be healed here.
Without asking around, Mo Wuji knew that this place was the same as Earth. It was a world that lacked Heaven and Earth elemental energy and was unable to cultivate.
After crawling out of the deep hole, Mo Wuji saw a pitch black sky that didn't even have moonlight.
He was on a small mound of earth and the mound of earth was sparse with weeds.
Mo Wuji's emotions were extremely calm at this moment. He was very clear that if there weren't any external factors, he would never be able to leave this Mortal Planet.
Compared to the mortals here, he had an endless lifespan. However, no matter how endless his lifespan was, he wouldn't be able to recover his dao foundations. He could only be like an ancient rock, slowly depleting his life force here until his lifespan was completely exhausted.
Perhaps, countless years later, Han Qingru, who was cultivating in his Mortal World, would sense that something had happened to him and find a way to leave the Mortal World. However, Mo Wuji was very clear that without his help, no one, including Han Qingru, would be able to leave his Mortal World.
Other than accepting his fate, there was no other way for him to leave this planet.
Time passed bit by bit. Mo Wuji, who was standing on this small mound, did not move at all. From a peak Sage-to-be who roamed the universe, he had fallen to his current state. From today onwards, he would truly become a mortal.
Familiar figures appeared in his mind one after another. Finally, the one that appeared in his mind was actually a skinny and weak little girl.
If it wasn't for Yan 'er, even if he was reborn, would he have lost the trust of love?
If he and Yan 'Er were still in that small city, would Yan' Er still set up a stall every night and earn some copper coins to buy a bowl of rice for him?
Young master …
That call seemed to be right in front of him, but the Yan 'Er of the past would forever exist in his memories. After all these years, he didn't know if she was still cultivating, or if she had stepped into the Immortal World …
A smear of red appeared in the distant sky. Following which, the red gradually faded into a faint gold. The surrounding darkness was also gradually dispelled by the gold, and a silhouette could be seen. Slowly, a red sun rose from the horizon.
Mo Wuji seemed to be in a daze just by looking at the rising red sun.
How many years had it been? Besides escaping for his life, he had been cultivating, or frantically searching for cultivation resources.
Today, he could finally do something that had nothing to do with cultivation. He watched as the sun rose. When was the last time he saw a sunrise?
His memory seemed to have blurred, but Mo Wuji still tried his best to remember. Oh right, he remembered now. There was a time when he received a research grant. He was very happy, so he invited Xia Ruoyin to Mount Tai to watch the sunrise.
However, Xia Ruoyin rejected him. Her reason was that there was nothing to see at the sunrise, and they would rather go eat western food.
Afterwards, he couldn't remember if they went to eat western food or what they ate. In the end, he only remembered that he didn't manage to see the sunrise. Today should be the first time he saw the sunrise.
The sun slowly rose, turning into a dazzling disc.
"Hey, if you look at the sun like that, it will burn your eyes." A sudden voice woke Mo Wuji up from his deep thoughts.
Mo Wuji turned and saw a middle-aged man with a hoe on his shoulder. He should be a farmer.
"Your body …"
The middle-aged farmer looked at Mo Wuji's tattered clothes. The blood stains on his clothes had already turned black.
"May I ask where this is?" Mo Wuji didn't understand the other party's words, so he clasped his fists and asked.
Seeing Mo Wuji clasping his fists, the middle-aged farmer seemed a little shocked. He hurriedly put down his hoe and said a lot.
Mo Wuji sighed. This was definitely another plane. If he still had his spiritual will, he would only need to use it to scan the surroundings, and he would be able to gather all the information.
Mo Wuji didn't continue questioning the middle-aged farmer. He walked down the small mound and came to the stream to wash his body. Even his tattered clothes were rearranged. At least on the surface, he could still be considered as a vagrant.
As he walked past the stream, Mo Wuji saw a busy farming scene.
As far as the eye could see, one could see farmers working in the fields everywhere. They were either transplanting seedlings, ploughing the fields, or harvesting …
Every single one of them was working hard, and every single one of them was reaping their own hopes.
Mo Wuji stopped once again. He stood there in a daze.
Once upon a time, he was also one of the countless people who worked continuously for the sake of their own harvest. He obtained a solution to open meridians. After his rebirth, he used this solution to create the Mortal Dao.
Back then, he didn't even have the chance to cultivate. However, he still relied on his own hard work to reach the peak of the entire universe. Even though he was hunted down countless times, and was ambushed countless times, he still managed to walk on his own.
Today, he had a Sage Physique, countless cultivation techniques, and even his own Immortal Mortal Technique. Only his dao foundations were damaged, and his dantian and meridians were destroyed. Why was he not as good as he was in the past?
Was it because his Dao was regressing, or was it because his mind was weakening?
Since he was able to enter the dao as a mortal, he would be able to restore his dao foundations and meridians in the Mortal World.
That dispirited feeling instantly melted, and a sense of heroism arose. Looking at the vast space, Mo Wuji let out a long roar.
He, would still stand up and walk back into the universe.
The farmers in the distance saw Mo Wuji standing there and letting out a long roar for no reason. They all subconsciously prepared themselves.
Fortunately, Mo Wuji only let out a long roar before he calmed down. This allowed the farmers to calm down.
Mo Wuji, who had regained his confidence, had yet to think of how to restore his dao foundations. He actually felt a sense of hunger.
He had an immeasurable lifespan, and he had a Sage Physique. How could he be hungry? How many years had it been? He felt hunger once again.
"Little brother, are you alright?" The middle-aged man from before stubbornly followed him over. He looked at Mo Wuji worriedly.
Mo Wuji saw the concerned look on his face, and he could guess his intentions. He smiled and shook his head.
"Let me help you get some clothes?" The middle-aged man saw that Mo Wuji's clothes seemed to have been torn badly, and he said passionately.
A clear enlightenment appeared in Mo Wuji's mind. Mo Wuji immediately shook his head and said, "I have to go. Thank you."
Regardless of whether the other party understood him, Mo Wuji turned and left. He didn't walk very quickly, but his strides were very big. In a short period of time, he crossed the mound of soil.
Mo Wuji was originally a stranger here. Now that he wanted to leave, no one would care. At the very most, they would send Mo Wuji off until he reached a place where no one could see him.
Initially, Mo Wuji was still thinking of finding a quiet place to contemplate his enlightenment. But after walking for half a day, Mo Wuji's dao revelation channel had already connected with his mind.
He no longer had any intentions of stopping. All he knew was to walk forward step by step.
Whether it was the plains or the swamp, whether it was the ground of rocks or the thistles and thorns …
Nothing could stop Mo Wuji's footsteps, and even more so, nothing could stop him from gaining insights. At this moment, the road beneath his feet was his dao. His dao was extending beneath his feet.
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