Time passed.
In the blink of an eye, night fell on the third day of the sparring session at the Hunyuan Immortal Sect's Southern Heaven Gate.
The immortal lamps lit up, dispelling the darkness and illuminating the sparring session that had lasted for half a day.
There was no need for the tens of thousands of immortal lamps that lit up the entire place.
That was because Chu Mo's clothes were soaked, his legs were trembling, his face was as pale as a sheet, and his eyes were dim …
In fact, even those who had experienced the brilliance of the Ancient Stairway Tower had never seen Chu Mo in such a dazzling, majestic and even resplendent state.
What did it mean for a late-stage Dao Breaking Daozu to stay in the Phecda Cliff's Heaven's Equal State's Soul Domain for 16 hours?
It meant his Divine Soul had been annihilated thousands of times.
However, Chu Mo was not dead. He was still alive and breathing heavily, as if he was trying to tell everyone through his heavy breathing that he was the final victor of this special sparring session.
Even though his opponent, Soul Cone Nail, seemed to be in a good condition, the crowd's attitude began to waver as if it was affected by Chu Mo's crazy breathing.
Even the two geniuses who were qualified to participate in the Ancient Heavenly Stairway trial, who had looked down on Chu Mo and only glanced at him, were now looking at him with a hint of seriousness.
They did not know what kind of person Chu Mo was …
But at least they knew a little now.
"What a ruthless person …"
"In 16 hours, he clearly had the thought of giving up thirteen times, but he managed to endure it …"
"Every time he endured it, his Divine Soul would become a little purer … In just 16 hours, his Divine Soul's strength increased by 13% …"
"Sigh, that's his goal. He doesn't want to go against us, he wants to improve himself … He's the kind of person who would do anything to improve himself …"
"Heh, Elder Liao Qing's punch …"
"This Chu Mo, putting everything else aside, his temperament … is a little rare."
…
Just like the other bosses, the two geniuses had also witnessed Chu Mo's ruthlessness.
It was not surprising that he was ruthless.
But it was worth it if he was ruthless to himself.
Especially in this kind of ruthlessness, it was displayed with the attitude of risking one's life.
Asking themselves honestly, if they were placed in Chu Mo's situation, in the spirit domain of the Soul Cone Nail, they would definitely not be able to throw away everything and face death 13 times in a row just to improve themselves.
Because of this …
Elder Liao Qing of the Hunyuan Immortal Sect, who had been wearing a calm expression just a moment ago, now wore a dark expression.
He could accept being slapped in the face.
As a Technique Imparting Elder, he could accept being slapped in the face by a disciple of the sect.
However, the counterattack that he had painstakingly made, and when he thought about how he had given his opponent a chance out of pity, was ignored just like that, he couldn't bear it.
"Hmph!"
Snorting heavily, Liao Qing no longer cared about Great Elder Mu's face and left the table in anger.
When the big shots saw this, they could empathize with him.
No matter who it was, they would not feel good if their well-prepared punch ended up missing its target.
"Perhaps that's not the most important thing …"
"That's right. He wants to retaliate against Chu Mo, but Chu Mo wants to seize this rare opportunity to improve. It's clear who's better …"
…
When the big shots thought of this, they looked at each other and shook their heads.
They definitely wouldn't be able to laugh.
Because weren't their thoughts placed on the battle between Chu Mo and Liao Qing as well? So how could they have thought about Chu Mo's other intentions?
As they lamented, they suddenly realized that there was something wrong with Mu Zun's expression.
"Great Elder Mu?"
Mu Zun came to his senses. When he saw the big shots looking at him, he thought for a moment and asked in confusion, "My lords, what kind of person would make such a choice?"
When these words came out, the big shots' hearts trembled.
Ruthlessness could be divided into ruthlessness toward others and ruthlessness toward oneself.
There were actually two kinds of ruthlessness toward oneself.
From Chu Mo's previous performance, he was a prodigy who only cultivated. Although he was talented in combat, he had not completely converted his talent into combat strength.
This kind of prodigy had almost no combat experience.
And what did Chu Mo's performance today show?
"Seeking improvement in life and death …"
"Tsk, how many people in the entire Human-Demon Battlefield can do this?"
"Anyway, those elite soldiers can't do it. Those who can do it are all lunatics!"
"But is Chu Mo that kind of lunatic?"
"In the Human-Demon Battlefield, he has never fought a proper battle!"
…
Thinking of this, something strange suddenly occurred.
Why would Chu Mo, who had no combat experience, suddenly think of seeking improvement in this way?
This was not a matter of wisdom, but of experience.
No matter how intelligent Chu Mo was, without combat experience, he would not think of improving himself in this kind of life and death experience.
"That might not be true …" One of the higher-ups frowned slightly and said after a long silence, "After all, this is just a sparring session. Maybe he knows this, so he …"
Mu Zun sighed in his heart and nodded, "That's the only explanation."
"Hehe, no matter what, to be honest, I am a little jealous that Great Elder Mu could recruit such a good wood …"
Chu Mo's choice to use the Spirit Domain to increase the strength of his soul made some big shots jealous.
But what made them even more jealous was …
This special sparring session was dragged on by Chu Mo for three days.
What did three days mean?
It was the concept of the Soul Cone Nail fainting in exhaustion.
No one would complain that Chu Mo's devouring was delayed for three days in a sparring session with a clear rhythm.
Even when they heard that the Hunyuan Immortal Sect Elder had delayed the sparring session for ten days, they did not have much of a reaction.
The sound of the Soul Cone Nail falling was an accent.
With this accent, Chu Mo, this person, was like a nail hammered on the stage, standing tall and unmoving in their hearts.
Chu Mo fainted only a breath later than the Soul Cone Nail.
But when he was carefully carried to the entrance of the Ancient Stairway Tower by a few of his fellow disciples, he woke up.
Chu Mo did not care about the complicated expressions of his fellow disciples that gradually turned into reverence.
All he cared about was …
"Jade Talisman, from, who, who made it?"
His fellow disciples were silent for a long time before they quietly spat out a few words.
After hearing these words, Chu Mo seemed to feel an incomparable weight, and was stunned for a long time.
"Chu Mo … Senior Brother Chu Mo, the elder deliberately delayed the sparring session for ten days because of your condition. You … you should rest well."
After gently putting Chu Mo down, everyone quickly left.
After lying on the ground for a long time, Chu Mo struggled to get up and walked into the tower unsteadily …
Then, he saw the big shot, Xie Tian.
The big shot was oblivious to himself.
His expression was a little excited.
He held the jade talisman excitedly, sighed from time to time, and clapped his hands from time to time.
And these actions were used to describe how exquisite the way to win in the jade talisman was.
"H-Elder of Cultivation Impartation …"
Chu Mo smiled bitterly.
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