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Chapter 1040

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Shao Tianqi had the urge to roar to the heavens. If Mo Wen had arrived in time, he might not have been able to kill the two of them. He had seen the strength that Mo Wen had displayed just now, and it was likely that Mo Wen was even stronger than him. Once the two of them had joined forces, he would have been the one in danger, and he would have been the one to escape. He had never dreamed that Gu Jingman's suicidal act would help him achieve his goal.

This was what it meant to be a knife and you a fish on the chopping block!

"A petty man intoxicated by success." Mo Wen laughed coldly. He looked at Shao Tianqi as if he were looking at an idiot.

"Hmph, so what if I'm a petty man intoxicated by success? Killing the two of you is the proudest thing I've ever done in my life."

Shao Tianqi was still smiling eerily. He was not in a hurry, because in his eyes, Mo Wen and Gu Jingman were already defenseless. No one could resist such serious injuries.

Gu Jingman nestled in Mo Wen's arms, a bitter smile on her lips. "I didn't know you would come."

"How could I not come when you were in danger?" Mo Wen said softly.

Gu Jingman was very calm. She did not know why, but she felt very at ease. Perhaps she did not feel the slightest bit conflicted about dying in his arms. To her, it did not matter if it was the worst outcome. As long as he was there, it was fine.

"What a pair of lovebirds. Today, I will send you to hell to be a ghost couple in the Yellow Springs."

Perhaps Shao Tianqi was just as Gu Jingman had said. He was too old, and could not bear to see others live a good life. Seeing such a heartwarming scene, he was immediately enraged. He swung the huge sword in his hand in a circle and swung it down.

The momentum did not seem like it was meant to kill, but to split a mountain.

The huge flaming sword shook the heavens and the earth, and the whole fire field was shaken. Sparks flew everywhere, and the whole space seemed to be on the verge of shattering.

Gu Jingman slowly closed her eyes, and inadvertently grabbed Mo Wen's wrist tightly with one hand.

However, the scene of destruction that she had imagined did not happen. Heaven and earth seemed to have fallen into a state of silence in that instant, and the whole fire field was quiet.

Mo Wen held Gu Jingman with one arm, and pointed with the other. The huge sword that was swinging down froze in mid-air, unable to move another step forward.

Those with good eyesight could see that there was an invisible greatsword blocking Shao Tianqi's flaming greatsword. The greatsword looked incorporeal, but it had the power to shake the entire world.

Shao Tianqi's body froze on the spot. He stared at Mo Wen in disbelief, forgetting to retract his sword.

"Power of the Primordial Spirit! How can you have such tremendous power of the Primordial Spirit? Impossible!"

Shao Tianqi stared at Mo Wen in disbelief. Mo Wen had caught his sword with the power of his Primordial Soul, which meant that he was at least at the level of the Supreme Profundity Realm. It was not that the Power of the Primordial Soul was divided into levels, but rather that Mo Wen's current Power of the Primordial Soul was comparable to that of a Supreme Profundity Realm cultivator under normal circumstances. It was many levels higher than Mo Wen's.

Mo Wen laughed coldly. Impossible? After emerging from the Creation Pool, the power of his Primordial Soul had already reached the level of a Supreme Profundity Realm cultivator. Because the Spiritual Tree had coalesced in his declarative memory, Mo Wen's Primordial Soul had also overflowed and advanced by leaps and bounds.

Although he had only absorbed some of the power emanating from the Spiritual Tree, his Primordial Soul was so strong that even an ordinary Supreme Profundity Realm cultivator could not compare to it. Of course, that was the strength of the Primordial Soul itself, and not the power of the Primordial Soul that he released. The power of the Primordial Soul that he released was only comparable to that of an ordinary beginning stage Supreme Profundity Realm cultivator.

However, it was more than enough to deal with a mere Shao Tianqi.

"Damn it!"

Shao Tianqi cursed. Without thinking, he turned and fled. Primordial Soul Power at the level of the Supreme Profundity Realm, and Mo Wen seemed to have cultivated a Primordial Soul secret technique. Shao Tianqi was severely injured now, and even if he were at his peak, he would not be a match for Mo Wen.

Wasn't this Mo Wen a little too abnormal? Was he still human? Other people's Primordial Souls were weaker than their own cultivation, but Mo Wen was the complete opposite, and he was a whole realm higher. Was there such a freak in this world?

Fear! At that moment, Shao Tianqi once again felt what fear was. He could only imagine the consequences of making an enemy of such a freak with unlimited potential.

Moreover, there was no way he could reconcile with Mo Wen. Their feud was a feud that could not be resolved.

He made up his mind to return to the Petrification Cult as soon as he escaped and report the information about Mo Wen to the higher-ups of the cult. This Mo Wen was too terrifying, and he could not be allowed to live. Otherwise, given time, it would be a disaster for the entire Petrification Cult. He was certain that once the higher-ups of the Petrification Cult knew about this, they would be even more eager to kill Mo Wen than he was.

"Escape?"

Mo Wen smirked. His majestic, almost limitless, and frightening Primordial Soul Power surged out like a tidal wave. Streaks of Primordial Soul Power transformed into formless, sharp swords. The entire space was filled with these formless swords, and there seemed to be no gap between them at all.

Primordial Soul Sword!

This was one of the three major Primordial Soul secret techniques of the Divine Soul Trillion Layers. It was so powerful that legend said it could destroy the heavens and the earth.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Deified Soul Power was so fast that Shao Tianqi had no room to escape. The Ten Thousand Swords Returning to Origin swept out like a tidal wave. In the blink of an eye, Shao Tianqi was pierced by thousands of arrows, and his body was reduced to nothing.

The streaks of light disappeared, and so did the formless Qi of Swords. The golden sun in Mo Wen's eyes also dimmed.

He had already been severely injured, and using the Primordial Soul Sword technique had worsened his injuries. After all, such a majestic explosion of Primordial Soul Power had to be borne by his body, and he was too weak at the moment.

"We're safe now." Mo Wen patted Gu Jingman's head. Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth again.

"Are we safe now?"

Gu Jingman slowly opened her eyes. She felt rather weak, as though it was difficult for her to even open her eyes. She had heard Shao Tianqi's scream just now, but she did not care. For a moment, she felt as though she did not care about anything anymore.

"Let's go back. No one can bully us in the future."

Mo Wen's gaze was somewhat cold. He would settle this score with the sects of the Peng Lai Immortal Realm sooner or later.



Intentionless City. The people of the Ming Palace had returned, and the city was once again bustling with activity. The flow of people increased day by day, and every day, a large number of people returned to the city.

Back then, Wang Yinru had split up and temporarily disbanded the Ming Palace. She had ordered the disciples of the Ming Palace to spread out to every corner of the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension, while she had brought some of the higher-ups of the Ming Palace to hide in the Tan Zi Beast Lair to attract the attention of the sects of the Peng Lai Immortal Realm.

Now that Wang Yinru and the others had returned, the disciples of the Ming Palace had also returned to Intentionless City. The city, which had been desolate for half a month, was once again bustling with activity.

Of course, everyone knew that the danger was not over yet. The Petrification Cult was only one of the groups that had infiltrated the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension this time. There were many other mysterious cultivators who had also infiltrated the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension. However, most of their cultivation was below the Primordial Soul Realm, so they did not dare to simply reveal themselves.

Especially after knowing that the Petrification Cult had not only failed in their attack on the Ming Palace, but had even been completely annihilated, those people became even more well-behaved. They hid as well as they could.

The Petrification Cult had even sent the elders of the Tide Changing Realm over, but it was actually useless. What could these small cultivators do?

However, everyone knew that the peace in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension was just the calm before the storm. The big sects of the Peng Lai Immortal Realm would definitely not let the matter rest so easily.

One day, the sect leader of the Intentionless Sect, Chen Wuhui, and Chen Zi, returned to the Ming Palace. The two of them did not escape to the Star Emperor Palace with Wang Yinru. Instead, they stayed outside to control the disciples of the Ming Palace so that they could support them at any time.

"Sect Leader Mo is back?"

The first thing Chen Wuhui said when he saw Wang Yinru was to ask about Mo Wen. Now, everyone knew that the return of the Ming Palace's sect leader had saved the Ming Palace from an awkward situation.

Chen Zi blinked and looked at Wang Yinru intently. Had that person finally returned? To the Ming Palace, Mo Wen was their backbone.

"The sect leader is currently in seclusion."

A look of worry flashed in Wang Yinru's eyes, but she quickly changed the topic. She did not mention that Mo Wen was injured. If this news were to spread, the morale of the Ming Palace would definitely be in chaos.

Currently, only a few trusted subordinates in the Ming Palace knew that both Mo Wen and Gu Jingman had suffered serious injuries. Although they had killed Shao Tianqi, the two of them seemed to have paid a high price.

"The sect leader is in seclusion."

Chen Wuhui was stunned. The sect leader had just returned, why was he in seclusion again? Moreover, this did not seem like a suitable time for seclusion. Outside, a storm was brewing. The wind was howling and the cranes were in a state of panic. Everyone was waiting for a huge battle to erupt. What was the point of the sect leader going into seclusion now?

"Just keep this to yourselves. Don't tell anyone else," Wang Yinru said plainly.

Chen Wuhui frowned. From Wang Yinru's words, he could vaguely sense that something was wrong. However, he could not put his finger on what exactly was wrong.

Of course, he was not stupid enough to take the initiative to ask. He could only suppress the doubts in his heart.

There was a look of disappointment in Chen Zi's eyes. She had thought that she would be able to see him.

"Go back and prepare. There may be a huge battle in the near future," Wang Yinru said with a serious expression.



Outside, the city was in a storm. Mo Wen sat quietly cross-legged in the secret chamber. His injuries were serious, but he did not care. He was a miracle physician, and he had many healing holy items on him, such as Spiritual Transforming Stones, the flesh and blood of creation spiritual beasts, and some rare herbs from the Creation Pool. They were all rare treasures in the world.

Before long, his injuries would be healed. As for Gu Jingman, with his help, she would naturally be able to recover very quickly.

Of course, no matter how good the healing holy items were, they could not immediately heal their injuries. After all, their injuries were too serious. This seclusion took half a month.

During this time, many people returned to Intentionless City. There were also many people who came to the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension. The people of the Gao Clan and some sects of the Ming Preservation Faction also rushed over.

Naturally, their arrival was not without reason. The people of the Ming Temple had already set off from the Floating Mystery Dimension and had all rushed over to the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension.

Everyone was preparing. This was the battle of the century. The grudge between the Anti-Ming Faction and the Ming Preservation Faction seemed to be coming to an end in this small mystery dimension.

(To be continued.)

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