Mo Wen cultivated quietly in the Ula Tribe for a month and had a general understanding of the surrounding environment. This place was called the Ancient Wastelands. There were 72 Sorcerer Tribe tribes of various sizes around it, with a total population of more than 200 million.
The greatest threat to the Sorcerer Tribe living in the Ancient Wastelands was naturally the savage ancient beasts. This was the world of the wild beasts. Even the largest tribe could only survive in the cracks.
There were many immortal cultivators in the 72 tribes. Almost everyone was an immortal cultivator. They lived in the Ancient Wastelands and lived on the flesh and blood of the wild beasts. They were born with very strong physical bodies. Even a four- or five-year-old child among them had very powerful killing power.
However, there were not many people with high achievements in the alliance. The strongest person was the alliance leader of the 72 tribes, a later stage Supreme Profundity Realm cultivator. After all, the people who lived here were criminals who had been exiled here by the Magical Realm. Many of the tribes' immortal cultivation legacies were not complete, so it was difficult for them to cultivate to a high realm.
In the small wooden house, mysterious light patterns surrounded the surroundings. Anyone who entered would be attacked by the light patterns. In the center of the wooden house, a small white jade pagoda floated tightly. It was the Mystic Heaven Sacred Treasure, the Junior Master's Pagoda.
In reality, Mo Wen had spent a few years in the Junior Master's Pagoda, where time had been accelerated a hundred times in the outside world. It took him a few years to sort out the heavenly fire in his body and gradually recover his cultivation.
Tempering the body with heavenly fire was something that even Path Integration Realm cultivators did not dare to try. After all the twists and turns, Mo Wen had profited from the disaster. His physique had improved greatly. He was still some distance away from the Celestial Body with three heads and six arms, but he had no problem condensing a third head and arm.
Other than that, the quality of his Yin Yang Qi had also improved significantly. He had Fire Lotus True Gold, let alone heavenly fire. Originally, he had no hope of cultivating his Yin Yang Qi to the level of Yin Yang Understanding when he was in the Tide Changing Realm. But after being burned by the heavenly fire, the chances of him cultivating his Yin Yang Qi to the second stage in the Tide Changing Realm immediately increased.
"Gu Motian, I will settle this score with you sooner or later."
Mo Wen awoke from his deep seclusion. A murderous look flashed in his sharp eyes. With a flick of his wrist, a Spiritual Transforming Pearl appeared in his hand. In an instant, the Spiritual Transforming Pearl transformed into pure Creation Qi and surged into his body.
One by one, the Spiritual Transforming Pearls disappeared from his hand. One, two, three … When the fifth Spiritual Transforming Pearl was absorbed by him, the aura on his body shook, and then suddenly surged, crazily sweeping out in all directions. If it wasn't for the small wooden house being protected by the array formation, it was likely that the aura would have instantly turned to dust.
Tide Changing later stage!
Originally, Mo Wen would not have broken through to the later stage of the Tide Changing Realm so quickly. After all, he had just broken through to the intermediate stage of the Tide Changing Realm not long ago. It was not very suitable for him to absorb large amounts of Spiritual Transforming Pearls to break through to the later stage of the Tide Changing Realm. However, after being burned by the Heavenly Fire, his entire body seemed to have been thoroughly tempered. Breaking through to the later stage of the Tide Changing Realm was no longer a problem.
After his battle with Gu Motian, Mo Wen was deeply aware of his inadequacies. The genius cultivators from the various realms were far more terrifying than he had imagined. Moreover, the resources on them were not simple. They had more than one sacred treasure. It was far from what the people in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm had imagined.
With a flash of lightning, the Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear appeared in his hand. He touched the exquisite patterns on the Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear and sighed to himself. The Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear was a Universe Sacred Treasure. However, because it was sealed, it could only unleash the might of a heaven spiritual treasure. With his current cultivation, he could not break the seal at all. Even with the help of the Heavenly Book of Creation, he could not do so unless he could comprehend the esoteric meaning of creation.
Compared to ordinary cultivators, the Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear was a superb grade among heaven spiritual treasures. It was infinitely close to a sacred treasure. However, compared to the sacred treasures in the hands of genius cultivators, it was much inferior.
"There is another way to increase the might of the Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear. That is to continuously kill savage ancient beasts and let the remnant soul of the Immemorial Heavenly Serpent devour the beast souls of the wild beasts to repair the remnant soul of the Immemorial Heavenly Serpent. If I can repair a portion of the remnant soul of the Immemorial Heavenly Serpent, the might of the Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear will be incomparably terrifying.
"Moreover, my Celestial Body has also been cultivated to a critical stage. By devouring large amounts of flesh and blood of savage ancient beasts, I should be able to coalesce a physical body with three heads and six arms earlier."
With a plan in mind, Mo Wen walked out of the Junior Master's Pagoda. Then, with a wave of his hand, he put the Junior Master's Pagoda into his sleeve. The few stratagem flags that were planted around the small wooden hut also flew up. With a flash of spiritual light, they all flew back into the medicine spiritual ring.
Mo Wen's silhouette became a beam of flowing light and flew out of the small wooden hut.
Outside was a large valley. The terrain in the middle of the valley was flat, but the surroundings were very steep. It was easy to defend and difficult to attack. It was a place where humans lived.
The Ula Tribe was rooted in this valley. Usually, they relied on the natural defenses of the valley and the immortal cultivators in the tribe to block the attacks of most of the wild beasts.
Of course, even living here was not absolutely safe. In history, the Ula Tribe had migrated seven times. One time, they had even lived deep underground for thousands of years. These tribes that lived in the wastelands fought almost all their lives for survival. Because the wastelands were naturally separated from the Sorcerer Domain, they would never be able to return to the Sorcerer Domain without the permission of the Magical Realm. They could only live here for generations.
Mo Wen flew to the top of a dangerous peak outside the valley. Dangerous gales blew at the top all year round. Even Primordial Soul Realm cultivators might not be able to withstand the gales here. It was a natural high-altitude barrier.
"Brother Mo Wen."
A voice sounded from the valley below. Then, a beam of crimson light flew out. It was a tall and lithe woman with a strong figure. She had a scimitar on her waist and a longbow on her back. She had a wild look on her face. Zaguli was the daughter of the Ula Tribe's leader, Zaman Han. She had extraordinary talent and already had beginning stage Primordial Soul Realm cultivation.
"Miss Gu Li, are there any places where wild beasts gather around here?" Mo Wen asked.
"In the wastelands, other than some natural defenses, there are places where wild beasts gather everywhere. Brother Mo Wen, if you want to hunt wild beasts, you only need to walk out of this valley and you will encounter many wild beasts there. "
Gu Li floated in mid-air in the valley. She did not dare to stand on the mountain peak like Mo Wen. Even she could not withstand the gales there.
Zaguli was slightly shocked when she saw Mo Wen standing on the peak of the mountain, allowing the terrifying gale to howl around him. Whenever the gale came within five feet of him, it would disappear without a sound. Zaguli thought that even her father would not be so relaxed when he stood on the peak of the mountain that was filled with gale.
Although her father was the same as Mo Wen and was also a later stage Primordial Soul Realm cultivator, in Zaguli's heart, Mo Wen was clearly more profound and unfathomable.
Zaguli had a thought and said, "Brother Mo Wen, if you are asking about the more famous places where wild beasts gather, the Shang Yang Territory to the north of the Ula Tribe is the most famous wild beast world of the ancient wastelands. Legend has it that deep in the Shang Yang Territory, there are even savage ancient beasts at the Divine Illusionary Realm lying dormant.
"Miss Gu Li, do you have a map of the Shang Yang Territory?" Mo Wen asked. The wastelands were filled with savage ancient beasts. Of course, he knew about them. Before this, when he was chasing the tiger-shaped wild beast, he had seen the scene on the ground for hundreds of thousands of miles. However, although there were many wild beasts in the wastelands, not all of them were very powerful. Wild beasts with low cultivation were not suitable for Mo Wen at all.
This world was clearly stratified. Even the wastelands were the same. It was like a pyramid. The lowest part usually represented the largest group. If one day, the lowest part of the pyramid did not represent the largest group, then the world would most likely be finished. That was because the ecological balance would be completely broken. Of course, such a thing would never happen. This was the natural development of the Heavenly Path.
For Mo Wen, the wild beasts that were at most in the Golden Elixir Realm, Soul Nurturing Realm, or Primordial Soul Realm were not of much help to him. With his current cultivation, the benefits of devouring the flesh of those wild beasts were minimal. Even ordinary Tide Changing Realm savage ancient beasts were not worth Mo Wen's attention.
He had been in the wastelands for so long, and the only wild beast that caught his eye was the tiger-shaped wild beast. It was comparable to the great attainment of the Tide Changing Realm. In the end, it had been snatched away by Gu Motian.
Hence, ordinary gathering grounds of wild beasts were not suitable for Mo Wen. He wanted to find a place that could produce large numbers of high-level wild beasts.
"Brother Mo Wen, are you really going to the Shang Yang Territory? You might not know this, but it is rather dangerous there. Even in the outer regions, the probability of encountering a Tide Changing Realm wild beast is rather high. If it is in the inner regions, you will encounter many Supreme Profundity Realm wild beasts. It is too dangerous there, "Zaguli said with a frown.
The Shang Yang Territory was famous in the Ancient Wastelands. Among the entire 72 Tribes Alliance, there were few people who dared to barge into the Shang Yang Territory. Mo Wen was only a later stage Primordial Soul Realm cultivator. Even though he had some special abilities, if he encountered a Tide Changing Realm savage ancient beast in the outer regions, he would almost certainly die. Even if they were of the same realm, human cultivators were far from being a match for savage ancient beasts, not to mention a difference of a realm.
After spending some time together, Zaguli also knew that Mo Wen was not from the Ancient Wastelands. As for where he came from and why he had appeared in the Ancient Wastelands, she did not ask in detail. Everyone had their own secrets. As long as it did not affect her, she would not probe further. It was precisely because of this that Zaguli was even more worried that Mo Wen had just arrived and did not know how terrifying the Shang Yang Territory was.
"Miss Zaguli, I know what I am doing."
Mo Wen said with a light smile. Even if the Shang Yang Territory was dangerous, he still had to go. After the incident with Gu Motian, he increasingly knew that he was not enough. Among the cultivators from the various realms, there was most likely more than one person like Gu Motian. It was even possible that someone stronger than Gu Motian would appear. If his own cultivation was not enough, what could he use to compete with those people?
Zaguli looked deeply at Mo Wen and did not say anything else. She threw a beast skin map to him. The map had the detailed geography and landforms of the Ancient Wastelands.
"Miss Zaguli, the agreement between us is still valid. After this trip to the Shang Yang Territory, I will still return here."
Mo Wen took the map. After saying this, there was a flash of light. He transformed into a beam of flowing light and flew into the distance. Back then, he had promised to help Zaguli with one thing to repay her for saving him. Naturally, he would not go back on his word. Even though Zaguli and her father had not saved him, he might not have died in the wilderness.
(To be continued.)
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