"The Moyin Treasure Box is not an item of the Central World. According to my father, it was brought down from the Origin of Hongmeng by the ancestors of the Mohist family in the Primordial Age. It was forged from extremely mysterious heavenly resources and earthly treasures. It contains the Five Notes and Twelve Rhythms, as well as the Eight Trigrams of Yin and Yang. It can trigger the first mysterious sound, make rocks nod, and give life to rotten wood. It is the number one treasure of the Mohist family. It was in my father's hands back then, and all the mechanisms were forged from heavenly resources and earthly treasures. Although the ink dragons are powerful, they cannot escape this path. The Moyin Treasure Box can naturally subdue them, but one must have extremely precise control over the Five Notes and Twelve Rhythms within the box to achieve the desired effect."
Everyone was enlightened. Xuanyuan suddenly recalled the Mohist family's supreme Heaven Grade dao treasure, the Box of Secrets. It must have been created by the ancestors of the Mohist family after being inspired by the Moyin Treasure Box.
These ink dragons even pushed aside the resistance of the Ink River. It was like a myriad of dragons surrounding the emperor, escorting them all the way. In less than two hours, they had followed the Ink River upstream and directly arrived at the third line of defense.
The Ancient Emperor Dragon Warship had transformed into a Hallowed War Puppet. There was a vast expanse before them, and there was a bridge that led to a misty sea with no end in sight.
Hwang Yue-chan's body was as light as a swallow. She stood in the air and looked at the only bridge in front of them. She said, "I think this bridge must not be simple. It's even more dangerous than the Ink River."
Mo Ming walked to the bridgehead and carefully examined it. He looked at Hwang Yue-chan and nodded. "This is the Star Bridge. It's not easy to travel in the day. Let's rest here for a day and cross this bridge when night falls."
"What's wrong?" Xuanyuan was also puzzled. He did not understand why they had to go through so much trouble.
"Look at these Star Bricks beneath your feet. They correspond to the positions of the stars in the sky. If you step on one of them wrongly, the consequences will be unthinkable. During the day, we are unable to see the orbits of the stars in the sky. Every single Star Brick is forged from the bottom of a star. They correspond to the stars, and they contain ominous signs." As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Ming tossed a stone in his hand forward, and it struck one of the Star Bricks.
With a flick of the interstellar brick, black chains wrapped around the pebble, and sharp spikes shot out from the interstellar brick. These spikes were powerful enough to tear apart the body of an Ancient Sage Third Celestial Layer Ancient Emperor. Not only that, the spikes were laced with lethal poison, and there was also an indescribable flame burning within them.
This was the Inkpoison Flame, a kind of heaven and earth battle flame that the Mo Clan's Sacred Ancestor's junior brother had nurtured himself. Because it was used to set up mechanisms, he was very scheming. Back when the Hundred Saints had ranked the battle flame rankings, he had deliberately hidden it, so it hadn't appeared on the battle flame rankings.
If it was someone else, that person would have already turned into ashes after being burned by the Inkpoison Flames. When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. They were shocked in their hearts. The Inkpoison Flames were truly terrifying.
"If we don't use this Star Bridge and directly break through the void, what would the result be?" The pig-headed Great Emperor asked curiously.
"You can give it a try." Mo Ming smiled and looked at the pig-headed Great Emperor. Now that things had come to this, it didn't matter if he would trigger the mechanism or not. Because he had brought out the Moyin Treasure Box, coupled with his proficiency in the art of mechanisms, no one in the entire Equipment Refining Sect could stop him.
"I don't believe in this." The Great Pig drew out a stream of blood from his body, which transformed into a bird of lightning, and flew across the sky.
At the moment when he crossed the bridge, countless Mohist Dao patterns appeared in the sky. A black wave of air crushed down, turning into a dense black arrow that shot out in unison.
It was pitch-black in front of them, and terrifying whooshing sounds lingered in their ears. At this moment, everyone truly understood what it meant to be airtight.
The Mohist Dao patterns were formless, but they had the power to destroy the world. Seeing that not even a speck of his little incarnation was left, The Great Pig's expression turned ugly. He said, "There's no other way. I'll listen to you. Tsk tsk, the Tool Sect's methods are indeed frightening, but they are too vicious. If we want to take down the Tool Sect, at least countless people will die."
This Star Bridge was not simple. The Mohist Dao was the number one defensive Dao in the world. It was something that all the races could not compare to. The Mohist Dao was not only the Mohist Dao, but also the reason why the enemy was not willing to attack the Mohist Dao unless it was absolutely necessary.
Although the Mohist Dao had been destroyed before, it was unknown how many experts had died in the Mohist Dao. But from the scene today, it was easy to guess how many people had died in the Mohist Dao.
Looking at the scene in front of them, two voices conversed in the dark.
"He let someone trigger the mechanism. Obviously, he is telling us that he already knew of our existence. I'm afraid this Star Bridge will not be able to stop him."
"Fine, he has the Inky Sound Treasure Box. With such a precious treasure and his proficiency in the art of mechanisms, we really can't stop him. Let's lead them into the Tool Refining Sect. There's no point in continuing to probe."
After a while, a bird cry resounded through the sky.
Everyone looked up and saw a Vermilion Bird. It was vivid and lifelike, hovering in the sky, flapping its wings. Raging flames rolled around it, and it could spit out flames at any time to attack its enemies. Its body was extremely tough, comparable to the strength of an Ancient Saint at the Third Heaven of the Ancient Emperor Realm.
On the Vermilion Bird stood a child with white hair and a ruddy complexion. He looked at Xuanyuan and the others, cupped his hands and smiled, "Saint Lord Xuanyuan, welcome. Please forgive me for not going out to meet you."
"It doesn't matter. I've seen a lot of exquisite Mohist tricks along the way. I really admire them. They are the best defensive means in the world. No wonder the Equipment Refining Sect has been able to survive for thousands of years. It's not without reason." Xuanyuan Le chuckled.
"I am the Grand Elder of the Mohist Dao Clan. Mo Tong, everyone, come on up. I will take you into the Mechanism City." Mo Tong looked at Mo Ming with a complicated expression. The son of the Mo Clan's Sacred Ancestor was indeed like his father. It should be noted that after so many years, the Tool Sect had improved many of the mechanisms of the Mo Clan over and over again. However, he still hadn't triggered the first two lines of defense. Not to mention the fact that he had used the Moyin Treasure Box, he had managed to pass through safely.
Everyone got on the Vermilion Bird. Hwang Yue-chan found it strange and asked, "How come the Vermilion Bird isn't suppressed when it flies?"
"The Vermilion Bird has the supreme Dao pattern of the Mohist Dao, so it naturally won't be attacked," Mo Ming said gently.
"That's right. It is rumored that Divine Lord Xuanyuan is extremely talented and rare since ancient times. He has countless elite soldiers and generals by his side. Seeing him today has really broadened this old man's horizons." Mo Tong didn't dare to look the Master of Order in the eye. Yin Feng, the Great Sage Xiang Liu, and the others were also extremely frightening. There were three Heavenly Emperors on this trip. From this, it could be seen how powerful the Blue Dragon Holy Land was.
Everyone flew across the Star Bridge. In front of them was a vast expanse of whiteness. They couldn't see anything. Even though Xuanyuan had cultivated the Great Overarching Heavenly Eyes and used the Eye of Truth, he could only see some cold lights and some restrictive spells filled with killing intent. One wrong step and they would die.
"It seems like this is the fourth line of defense of the Mohist Clan," Xuanyuan sighed.
"This is called the Ink Array. No matter how powerful a person is, it will be difficult to find their way here. There are restrictive spells and killing puppets everywhere. Moreover, there are poisons hidden in the fog. Even if they can sense the existence of the restrictive spells and killing puppets and don't trigger them, their bodies will be corroded if they stay in the fog for a long period of time, and they will die a violent death," Mo Tong explained.
"If so, why do I feel perfectly fine right now? Given my strength, it should have been very difficult for me to block it." Tian Yoyqing was stunned. Along the way, he had seen so many traps of the Mohist Clan. He felt that he might not even be able to pass the second stage.
"Because the Vermilion Bird is protected by the Mohist Clan's formation to isolate the poison of the fog. The Vermilion Bird itself is a mechanical beast, so it will not be affected. Moreover, the power of restrictive spells will be branded in the body of the Vermilion Bird. Unknowingly, it will find the right direction and navigate by itself. In this Ink Array, even among the people of the Equipment Refining Sect, there are not many people who can control the mechanical beasts to go in and out freely. However, I am one of them." Mo Tong chuckled and stroked his beard.
Two hours later, they flew out of the Ink Array. Xuanyuan and the others were on the Vermilion Bird. They could not remember how they had flown over.
"The means of the Mohist Clan are admirable. I have had an exchange with the Mo Clan's Divine Ancestor. I don't believe that the Mohist Clan's defense is the best in the world. Looking at the means of the Equipment Refining Sect, I was ignorant and inexperienced in the past." Great Sage Xiang Liu sighed softly. Even with his strength of the Heavenly Emperor Realm, he could at most guarantee that he could escape unscathed. However, it was too difficult to kill his way into the Mohist Clan.
And this was based on the premise that the Mohist Clan did not have any terrifying figures holding the fort. If they did, they might not be able to escape.
"Not at all. The Sorcerer Clan's Shaman Formation is not simple either. In the past, the two Divine Ancestors of the Mohist Clan both marveled at the strength of the Sorcerer Clan," Mo Tong said modestly.
After flying out of the Ink Formation, a huge mountain appeared in front of everyone. The entire Tool Sect was built on the mountain, with corridors interconnected with each other, built on the precipitous cliffs. Around this huge mountain, there were ten huge waterfalls that cascaded down from the Ninth Heaven, and the rumbling of the waterfalls could be heard endlessly.
Countless water wheels could be seen turning, and the water directly drove the operation of the entire Equipment Refining Sect's Mechanical City.
"Password …" Everyone was on the Vermilion Bird when suddenly, a voice came from the mountain gate in front of them.
"Stick to the rules."
"Love with Impartiality and not attack."
"Reform the old and bring in the new."
"Attack and subdue."
"Let them pass."
Rumble. The huge mountain gate opened, and the Vermilion Bird spread its wings and flew in. Soon, the gate closed again.
Inside the mountain gate were many majestic palaces. There were countless disciples of the Equipment Refining Sect inside, and all of them looked at Xuanyuan and the others.
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