This was Feng Zhe? Even though Mo Wuji was completely frozen, he could still recognise him. This slightly plump fella was Feng Zhe.
Mo Wuji's thoughts spun and he came to an understanding. He wasn't the only one who wasn't willing to let the Scholar's Heart fall here, Great Evolution Sect's Feng Zhe was also unwilling. But when everyone was around, he was very indifferent, and even wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.
Now that everyone had left, he snuck back. Mo Wuji gave up on the idea of using his spiritual will to communicate with Feng Zhe. If it was Xing Huang, he might have done that.
But for Feng Zhe, he was sure that if he did that, the moment Feng Zhe knew that he was here, the first thing Feng Zhe would do would be to silence him.
If Feng Zhe had the confidence to take away the Scholar's Heart, then he definitely wouldn't want others to know that he was the one who took away the Scholar's Heart.
Mo Wuji sighed, but he didn't retract his spiritual will. Even if he froze to death, it would be better than being killed by Feng Zhe.
In merely half an incense's time, Mo Wuji saw another figure flash by.
That head of brown hair, Mo Wuji only needed one sweep to recognise that it was the Heaven Demon Sect's Fang Zhentian.
Indeed, Fang Zhentian definitely came here for no other reason than the Scholar's Heart. Unfortunately, Feng Zhenqiu and Xing Huang didn't come. If they did, they might be able to save his life.
The Heaven Demon Sect originated from the Heaven Sect, and the sect head of the Heaven Sect, Jing Gumu, had a method to refine the Scholar's Heart. Perhaps Fang Zhentian really had a way to take it away. As for Feng Zhe, this fella might look all smiles and harmless, but Mo Wuji felt that this fella was even more sinister than Fang Zhentian.
Among the four True God Stage experts that came together, Mo Wuji felt that Feng Zhe was the most uncomfortable.
As time passed, Mo Wuji's spiritual will started to become blurry. He gritted his teeth and persevered. The moment his spiritual will completely became blurry, it would mean that he was finished. Until the very last moment, he definitely wouldn't give up. Perhaps after a while, Feng Zhenqiu would also want the Scholar's Heart, and come over?
"Boom!" A terrifying explosion caused Mo Wuji's spiritual will, which was about to sink into oblivion, to become much clearer. He subconsciously extended his spiritual will as far as it could go. He was still wondering if it was Feng Zhe refining the Scholar's Heart or Fang Zhentian refining the Scholar's Heart? Or did the two of them discover each other and start fighting?
Before Mo Wuji could process this thought, a wave of heat swept over him. Following which, Mo Wuji saw his body, which was frozen to the point of breaking apart, begin to soften.
However, Mo Wuji was not happy at all. Instead, he was furious. These two fellas should have just refined the Scholar's Heart, but they actually caused the Scholar's Heart to erupt. If the Scholar's Heart were to sweep over, he would be dead for sure.
At this moment, Mo Wuji was slightly regretting his choice of location to be too close to the Scholar's Heart. However, he didn't have the time to regret. His body had just been frozen into a block of ice. Now that the Scholar's Heart's flames were about to reach him, the first thing he needed to do was to circulate his Immortal Mortal Technique to stabilize his fleshly body.
Otherwise, no matter how strong his fleshly body was, after experiencing the freezing cold and being roasted by such a scorching flame, it would definitely collapse. Unfortunately, at this moment, his internal organs were still frozen, and only a trace of elemental energy was circulating slowly. Even if his legs could move, he wouldn't be able to escape.
Circulating his Immortal Mortal Technique, a soul-tearing pain could be felt. Mo Wuji's entire body started to tremble under this terrifying tearing pain.
As the surrounding temperature rose, Mo Wuji's body also started to stabilize under the circulation of the Immortal Mortal Technique. There were no signs of his body collapsing. Mo Wuji heaved a sigh of relief. He struggled to sit up, wanting to leave this place before anything else.
However, when his spiritual will swept outwards, he almost went crazy. His surroundings were filled with faint green energy. Feeling that terrifying heat, Mo Wuji also knew what was going on.
Those two fellas had triggered the Scholar's Heart, and the flames of the Scholar's Heart had engulfed everything within a radius of a few miles. Fortunately, he was still quite a distance away. This was already at the edge of the Scholar's Heart's reach, and there were only some traces of the green flame. Otherwise, he would have been turned into ashes long ago.
But how could the flames spread so far? As Mo Wuji swallowed a few healing pills, his spiritual will swept outwards at the same time.
When Mo Wuji's spiritual will saw Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe sitting in the middle of the green energy, he instantly understood what was going on.
Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe were a few hundred meters apart, and both of them were sitting on the ground. The jade flute that he passed to Fang Zhentian was placed horizontally above Fang Zhentian's head, emitting rays of green light. This light formed a green barrier around Fang Zhentian. And within the barrier, Fang Zhentian was continuously forming hand seals.
A few hundred meters away from Fang Zhentian, Feng Zhe had tens of swords revolving around him, forming a defensive sword array. At the same time, traces of green flame energy seeped into this sword array, and circulated between Feng Zhe's two hands.
Mo Wuji already understood that the two of them were refining the Scholar's Heart. Moreover, Mo Wuji also knew what method the two used to lure the Scholar's Heart to a place several miles away.
No matter how strong the Scholar's Heart was, it had just been nurtured. Now that it was lured a few miles away, its temperature dropped infinitely. The reason why the Scholar's Heart couldn't be refined was because the temperature was too terrifying, and it couldn't even get close. Now that the two of them had lured out the Scholar's Heart, refining this flame became possible. Compared to Jing Gumu, their method was much more practical.
What Mo Wuji didn't understand was, why were Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe able to come to an agreement to refine the Scholar's Heart without interfering with each other? Didn't the two know that there was only one Scholar's Heart, and it was impossible for the two of them to possess it at the same time?
As the two of them refined the Scholar's Heart, the surrounding temperature rose, and Mo Wuji regained his ability to move. No matter what, he had to leave first.
Since there were two True God Stage experts, it wouldn't be his turn to refine the Scholar's Heart.
Just as Mo Wuji wanted to stand up, he dispelled the thought of leaving. He couldn't leave yet. The moment he left this mound, he would immediately be spotted by Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe. At that time, it would be hard to guarantee that the two of them wouldn't kill him.
Mo Wuji could only quieten down. At this moment, the intensity of the surrounding green flames increased by more than a fold. The terrifying flames almost caused Mo Wuji to scream out loud. Mo Wuji hurried to circulate his energy to resist it.
Moments later, Mo Wuji knew that his thoughts were futile. This was because Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe were frantically refining the outer flames of the Scholar's Heart, and the more they refined, the higher the temperature of the Scholar's Heart's flames.
If he didn't do something, he would become their sacrificial lamb, burned to death by the flames.
With just a thought, Mo Wuji immediately circulated his energy in reverse. More than ten meridians simultaneously went into reverse circulation, and a terrifying chill rose from Mo Wuji's meridians once again. However, what was different from before was that Mo Wuji was at the periphery of the Scholar's Heart's flames, and the temperature outside prevented him from being frozen into an ice cube.
In just half an incense's time, Mo Wuji couldn't hold on any longer. His meridians were indeed continuously releasing extreme cold energy, but the temperature of the flames outside was getting stronger and stronger. As time passed, this balance was not something his body could handle.
Mo Wuji gritted his teeth, and a strand of his spiritual will seeped into the green flames surrounding him. Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe were both refining the Scholar's Heart, so he had no choice but to refine it. If he didn't refine it, he would still become cannon fodder.
He would die if he left, but he would also die if he didn't. What was there to hesitate about?
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