Mo Wen looked at the Wasteland Harvesting Order in his hand. His expression was gloomy. Could it be that someone had deliberately tricked him?
However, the possibility of this happening was very low. The Desolation Order was a magical item refined by the upper echelons of the Sorcerer Tribe. It was impossible for an ordinary person to tamper with the Desolation Order. Moreover, he hadn't offended anyone, so who would go against him?
"Perhaps I'll know the reason if I ask the other Trial Takers."
Mo Wen suppressed the doubts in his heart. If someone else's Desolation Order was the same as his, then it meant that the task was originally that difficult. If it was different, then there was a problem with his Desolation Order.
"After refining so many Desolate Blood Xuan Pills, I should cultivate for a period of time first."
After Mo Wen put away the savage ancient beast's Flame Divine Cauldron, he transformed into a beam of flowing light and flew towards the outskirts of the Shangyang Territory. He chose a place for seclusion. Of course, the outskirts of the Shangyang Territory were safer. The savage ancient beasts there were generally at the level of the Primordial Soul Realm or the Tide Changing Realm. There were not many savage ancient beasts at the Supreme Profundity Realm.
If he secluded himself in the inner region of the Shangyang Hill, it would not be safe even if he hid in the Junior Master's Pagoda. In the next few months, Mo Wen could be attacked by powerful savage ancient beasts if he was even slightly distracted, let alone secluded himself.
Huh?
Mo Wen, who had transformed into a beam of blue light and was flying away, suddenly stopped. His gaze was filled with shock as he looked at the distant horizon behind him.
There was a rather frightening energy fluctuation there, so frightening that even though he was so far away, he still felt his heart palpitate.
"Such power."
That power was getting stronger and stronger, and it was getting closer and closer. Finally, a streak of golden light appeared on the horizon. That streak of light flashed and flew thousands of miles away at an astonishing speed.
Behind that ray of light, there were several other rays of light chasing closely behind, as if they were chasing after the ray of light in front of them.
"A savage ancient beast at the great attainment of the Supreme Profundity Realm!"
Mo Wen's expression changed slightly. There were actually five savage ancient beasts with great attainment in the Supreme Profundity Realm chasing behind the beam of golden light.
If he encountered a savage ancient beast at the level of great attainment of the Supreme Profundity Realm, he would have to pay a price before he could escape. Now, there were actually five savage ancient beasts at the level of great attainment of the Supreme Profundity Realm chasing after that golden flowing light.
Ming!
That golden streak of light didn't seem to belong to a human either. Instead, it was a bird that was emitting golden flames.
However, as they were too far away, Mo Wen looked down on the appearance of the bird.
However, as the beasts chased and fled, they were all heading in his direction, and the distance between them was constantly shrinking. Mo Wen's expression was solemn. With a flash of his silhouette, he hid behind a rock. His aura was completely retracted. It was as though he had become one with the surrounding rocks, becoming one with them.
Very quickly, the few beams of flowing light appeared within ten thousand miles. Mo Wen finally saw the birds in the golden flowing light clearly.
"Heaven Flame Phoenix!"
Mo Wen was shocked. The flying beast was actually a Heavenly Flame Phoenix. Moreover, it was the legendary pure-blooded Golden Phoenix.
There was such an existence in the Desolate Region? The Celestial Flame Phoenix was not a wild beast, but an ancient monster. The two were fundamentally different.
The Heavenly Fire Phoenix was most likely to appear in the Demon Realm. Could it be that the Golden Phoenix was not a creature from the Ancestral Sorcerer Battlefield, but a cultivator from the Demon Realm?
Cultivators from all over the universe had come to the Ancestral Sorcerer Battlefield this time, so it was not surprising that the Heavenly Flame Phoenix of the Demon Realm would appear here.
"So strong."
Even though the Heavenly Flame Phoenix was being chased by five savage ancient beasts with great attainment at the Supreme Profundity Realm in the sky, it did not panic. Compared to Gu Motian, this Heavenly Flame Phoenix was most likely not weaker. It might even be stronger.
Streaks of golden flames swept between heaven and earth. Even savage ancient beasts with great attainment at the Supreme Profundity Realm retreated, not daring to face them head-on.
A pure-blooded Heavenly Flame Phoenix could nurture the Heavenly Fire of the Phoenix. As the Heavenly Flame Phoenix's cultivation increased, the Heavenly Fire of the Phoenix would also become stronger. In the end, it could even devour other Heavenly Fires to strengthen itself.
A few beams of light flew past Mo Wen's eyes one after another, slowly disappearing into the distant horizon.
Mo Wen walked out from the pile of rocks. His expression was much more serious. If the Heavenly Flame Phoenix was truly a cultivator from the Demon Realm, then the competition in the Ancestral Sorcerer Battlefield would most likely be rather intense.
"I need to quickly improve my abilities."
Mo Wen transformed into a beam of flowing light and continued flying towards the outskirts of the Shang Yang Territory. Four hours later, he appeared in the outskirts of the Shang Yang Territory. Then, he found a hidden cave and hid in the belly of the mountain.
The Junior Master's Pagoda flew out of his body, emitting a faint jade light that enveloped Mo Wen's body. In a flash, he disappeared from his original spot. The magnificent Junior Master's Pagoda also fell from mid-air and landed in the pile of rocks. After a series of transformations, it actually turned into an inconspicuous piece of rock.
No one would have thought that this piece of rock was actually transformed from a Mystic Heaven Sacred Treasure.
Mo Wen's silhouette appeared in the space of the first level of the Junior Master's Pagoda. He adjusted the time ratio to 1: 100. He was prepared to cultivate in the Junior Master's Pagoda for two years, which was about seven to eight days outside.
Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, a year had passed. Mo Wen's body was wrapped in a layer of lightning. The environment he was in was also an illusionary sea of lightning. Thunder and lightning rippled between heaven and earth, and lightning flashed everywhere.
"First Style of Thunder God — Thunder God's Rain!"
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Wen suddenly opened his eyes. A beam of lightning flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, the entire sky and earth were covered in dark clouds. Thunder rumbled in the dark clouds, and beams of lightning descended from the sky like a thunderstorm.
The Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear flew out of Mo Wen's body and transformed into an Immemorial Heavenly Serpent. With a flash, it burrowed into the thunderclouds. It seemed to be rather excited.
The Five Forms of the Thunder God was the Thunder Emperor's most powerful remarkable power. Each form had the power to destroy heaven and earth. The first form, Thunder God Rain, was equivalent to a seventh-rank small path remarkable power, on the same level as the Glory of Star. However, in terms of power, the Thunder God Rain was clearly much more powerful than the Glory of Star.
After much training, Mo Wen finally succeeded in cultivating the Thunder God Rain. The Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear was most familiar with the power of the Five Forms of the Thunder God, so it was rather excited.
"Next, I'll try to cultivate the third level of the illusionary spirit release technique. If I can cultivate the third level of the illusionary spirit release technique, even if I'm not a match for Ancient Motian, escaping should not be a problem," Mo Wen thought to himself.
He had only cultivated the illusionary spirit release technique to the second level. If he could cultivate it to the third level, with the help of the illusionary spirit divine wings, his speed would certainly increase by a qualitative leap. If he encountered Gu Motian again, he would not need to fear his strange forbidden release technique.
However, just as Mo Wen was prepared to continue cultivating in seclusion, the heavens and earth seemed to shake slightly.
"Huh? Could it be that someone has discovered this place? "
A look of doubt flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. He had hidden himself so well, but had he actually been discovered? His Primordial Soul was connected to the Junior Master's Pagoda. Right now, he already knew that the cave he was in had completely collapsed. The intense tremors had affected the space inside the Junior Master's Pagoda.
With a flash of light, Mo Wen's silhouette disappeared from the world of the Junior Master's Pagoda. The heavens and earth here had completely quietened down.
In the thick pile of rubble, a rock suddenly emitted a faint jade light. The jade light lifted up the surrounding rocks, forming a narrow space under the sealed pile of rubble. With a flash of golden light, a silhouette appeared in the narrow space. It was Mo Wen.
He glanced at his surroundings. All around him were large rocks that had buried him. The entire mountain peak had completely collapsed.
"There are very strong energy waves outside. It seems like someone is fighting here."
A light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. He sensed that there was a very strong power clashing fiercely outside. Even the ground was shaking violently. He released a strand of his soul and quietly burrowed out of the ground.
"So there are people fighting here. I was just caught in the crossfire."
Mo Wen discovered that there were four immortal cultivators fighting outside. Their cultivation levels were not low either. They were all Supreme Profundity Realm cultivators. What interested him the most was that among the four immortal cultivators, three of them were in the same group. The other one was an immortal cultivator from the Seventy-two Tribes Alliance.
…
"Hu Luo, hand over the Heaven Serpent Staff, or else Shang Yang will be your grave." A cold voice sounded in the sky. In the sky above the mountain ridge, there were three cultivators surrounding a middle-aged man. The aura of the three cultivators was very frightening. They were all high-level Supreme Profundity Realm cultivators.
The middle-aged man who was surrounded by them was also an immortal cultivator at the beginning stage of the Supreme Profundity Realm. He held a jet-black staff in his hand. The surface of the staff shone with spiritual light, and a huge illusionary viper coiled around it.
The eyes of the three immortal cultivators surrounding him were filled with greed as they looked at the long black rod. The Heaven Serpent Rod was a heaven spiritual treasure. Even a Supreme Profundity Realm cultivator would not be able to resist the temptation of a heaven spiritual treasure.
"Lord Wu Jie, you are all highly respected figures in the Blood Ying Tribe. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by your tribe for behaving like bandits?"
Hu Luo said coldly. The Heaven Serpent Staff was a treasure he had found in a cave abode left behind by an ancient cultivator when he was exploring Shang Yang Region. Lord Wu Jie and the other two saw that he had obtained such a treasure. Greed grew in their hearts and they wanted to snatch it from him by force.
"Humph, the Heaven Serpent Staff is a treasure left behind by an ancient cultivator. It is an item without an owner. Why should it belong to you? Treasures belong to those who are virtuous. Don't you understand this principle? "
Lord Wu Jie laughed coldly. With a treasure like a heaven spiritual treasure in front of them, who cared about morality? Moreover, their Blood Ying Tribe had a feud with the Seventy-two Tribes Alliance. If the people of the Seventy-two Tribes Alliance obtained this treasure, who knew how many Blood Ying Tribe members would die under the Heaven Serpent Staff?
"Nonsense."
Hu Luo's expression was gloomy. His cultivation was only at the Supreme Profundity Realm. Now that he was heavily injured, he was definitely no match for Lord Wu Jie and the other two. The possibility of him escaping was not high.
If giving up the treasure could save his life, he would not hesitate. But he was very clear that even if he handed over the Heaven Serpent Staff, they would not let him go. They would definitely kill him to silence him. If he lost the Heaven Serpent Staff, he would only die even faster.
"Kill him.
Among the three of them, Lord Wu Jie was the strongest. He was a cultivator at the peak of the Supreme Profundity Realm early stage. The moment he made his move, the other two immediately followed.
"Annihilation Demon Buddhist."
"Spirit-devouring Dark Yin Hand."
…
The four Supreme Profundity Realm immortal cultivators stood together. The heavens and earth shook, and the ground within a radius of a thousand miles was a mess.
"Damn it!"
Hu Luo's face was pale, and there were many wounds on his body. His clothes were tattered, and one of his arms and one of his legs had been shredded by a terrifying power. He kept fleeing, trying to escape from the three of them. But among the three Blood Ying Tribe cultivators, one of them was proficient in earth-elemental mystical powers. He could change gravity at any time, affecting his speed. His speed was not even half of his usual speed.
"Die, Hu Luo. The Seventy-two Tribes Alliance has lost a Supreme Profundity Realm cultivator. Our Blood Ying Tribe is quite happy to see that happen."
Lord Wu Jie smiled ferociously. A demonic claw slammed into Hu Luo's chest, piercing through his chest. A terrifying power surged into Hu Luo's body. If not for the fact that Hu Luo had refined a large amount of ancient savage beast flesh and his body was strong enough, his body would have completely collapsed from this blow.
On the other side, a black light flashed. Another cultivator's attack had arrived just in time, cutting the lower half of Hu Luo's body in half.
"Damn it! “
Hu Luo roared at the sky. His heart was filled with unwillingness. He was a Supreme Profundity Realm cultivator, yet he was going to die here. And the precious treasure he had just obtained was snatched away by his enemy in the blink of an eye.
"Sha Bai, be careful of his primordial spirit escaping."
Lord Wu Jie said with a serious expression. The closer it was to the end, the more careful they had to be. Killing a Supreme Profundity Realm cultivator was not an easy task. Some cultivators who had cultivated primordial spirit secret techniques had unimaginable escape abilities.
"Don't worry, he can't escape."
Sha Bai smiled coldly. A ball of black light appeared in his hand. The black light wrapped around an ancient round disc. As soon as the round disc appeared, it released a beam of black light that enveloped the surrounding area for a thousand miles.
The black round disc was a treasure that specialized in dealing with primordial spirits. Once Hu Luo's primordial spirit left his body, the Soul Exterminating Disc would immediately obliterate his primordial spirit.
"Soul Exterminating Disc!"
Hu Luo's eyes were filled with despair. Even his last chance to escape had been severed. With the cultivation of his primordial spirit, it was impossible for him to resist the Soul Exterminating Disc.
"How lively. Don't you know that it's bad to disturb other people's peaceful cultivation?"
Suddenly, an indifferent voice drifted over. It slowly reverberated in the air and lingered for a long time.
"Who is it?"
Lord Wu Jie's expression changed slightly. He looked coldly in the direction of the voice and saw a young man dressed in white standing there.
"Who are you?"
Sha Bai asked coldly. At the same time, he released his deified soul and scanned the young man from head to toe.
"Just a Tide Changing Realm cultivator?" The corner of Sha Bai's mouth curled into a cold smile. His gaze turned cold in an instant.
A Tide Changing Realm cultivator actually dared to stand out and speak. Did he have a death wish? There was actually such a stupid cultivator in this world. If it had been someone else, they would have long gone into hiding.
As expected, this young man was a little special. He was so close to them, but they did not notice him at all. But no matter how special he was, he was just a Tide Changing Realm cultivator. They could crush him with a finger.
Lord Wu Jie also laughed coldly. He said calmly, "Mu Yue, go and kill that little ant that's in the way."
Among the three of them, the cultivator named Mu Yue smiled sinisterly. With a flash of his silhouette, he flew towards Mo Wen. As for Hu Luo, who was severely injured and on the verge of death, Lord Wu Jie and Sha Bai were enough to kill him.
(To be continued.)
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