Three Path Integration Realm immortal cultivators?
Mo Wen was surprised. Path Integration Realm immortal cultivators were rare, especially in Zhenhai Devil Prison. There were almost no immortal cultivators of this level.
Normally, Zhenhai Devil Prison only had ancient beasts and ferocious demons, as well as prisoners imprisoned by the three major Demon clans.
Could it be that the three Path Integration Realm demons were prisoners imprisoned by the Demon Clan?
Mo Wen stood high up in the sky, coldly watching the battle below. The huge ancient beast was obviously guarding the Vermillion Heart Grass. As a high-level sacred grass, even Path Integration Realm immortal cultivators would be tempted. How could it not be guarded by powerful ancient beasts for it to grow until now?
The shockwaves of the battle swept thousands of miles. Even in Zhenhai Devil Prison, the power of the Path Integration Realm could destroy heaven and earth.
Although the ancient beast was powerful, it obviously could not withstand the attacks of three Path Integration Realm demons at the same time. Right now, it was riddled with wounds and could fall at any time.
"Perhaps now is the time to snatch the Vermillion Heart Grass."
Mo Wen smiled to himself. When the sandpiper and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. With such a powerful ancient beast guarding it, it would be rather difficult for him to snatch the Vermillion Heart Grass alone.
Now that there were three Demon Clan blocking in front of him and the two sides were fighting fiercely, it gave him a chance to take advantage of the situation.
A glint of light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the empty space, tearing it apart.
There was a tearing sound!
The stable space was instantly torn apart. The next moment, Mo Wen entered the crack in the space and disappeared into the night sky.
A thousand miles away, on the precipitous mountain where the Vermillion Heart Grass was.
A crack in the space suddenly appeared. A youth walked out of the crack and grabbed the Vermillion Heart Grass in his hand.
Rumble!
The ten thousand feet mountain suddenly shook violently. Large amounts of dismembered body parts tumbled down from the mountain.
The Vermillion Heart Grass suddenly released circles of scorching light patterns. The light patterns contained extremely terrifying power, crashing towards Mo Wen like a tsunami.
The huge ten thousand feet mountain was shaken until cracks appeared and the mountain collapsed.
Mo Wen was the first to bear the brunt. The terrifying power crashed into him. His body shook violently and his internal organs were instantly injured. Cracks appeared on the surface of his skin and his clothes were dyed red with blood.
However, he held on to the Vermillion Heart Grass tightly and did not let go. Using the force of the shock, he pulled the Vermillion Heart Grass out of the mountain.
The red light illuminated the sky. The Vermilion Heart Grass trembled continuously, as though it wanted to escape from Mo Wen's palm.
As a high-tier Sacred Herb, the Vermillion Heart Grass had a very strong sense of self-preservation. If ordinary creatures dared to approach it, they would probably be instantly killed.
Immortal Cultivators with great attainment of the Divine Illusionary Realm would not dare to directly grab the Vermillion Heart Grass in their hands like Mo Wen did. This was because the energy emitted by the Vermillion Heart Grass could easily kill any Divine Illusionary Realm Immortal Cultivator.
"Humph! Behave yourself. "
Mo Wen snorted coldly. One of his hands turned into a handprint and hit the Vermilion Heart Grass ferociously, dissipating the energy on the surface of the Vermilion Heart Grass. Then, he conjured the handprint and a large number of runes enveloped the Vermilion Heart Grass, sealing it completely.
Such a huge commotion naturally attracted the attention of the three demons and ancient beasts who were fighting over there.
"Who dares to snatch the Vermillion Heart Grass? Courting death!"
One of the three Devil Clan members immediately gave up on attacking the Ancient Beast and madly charged towards Mo Wen.
No one had expected that there would be an Immortal Cultivator nearby, and that he would be able to sneak in without a sound and pluck the Vermillion Heart Grass.
Even they had not realized that this person was so close to this place.
"It's too late to realize it now!"
Mo Wen smiled calmly. His silhouette became a rainbow and instantly flew up into the sky, escaping into the distance.
"Stay here!"
A burly man dressed in heavy armor with a galaxy circling behind him, as though he was stepping on a galaxy. With one step, he could travel hundreds of miles. The power emanating from his body seemed to be able to destroy even the heavens and the earth.
A full moon appeared on the horizon. It was as clear as jade and was like a mirror, reflecting the scenery of the heavens, the earth, the mountains, and the rivers.
The full moon crashed down, not giving Mo Wen a chance to escape at all.
Mo Wen looked at the full moon crashing down from the sky. His expression was somewhat solemn. A long spear instantly appeared in his hand. Immediately, the heavens and the earth shook. Endless thunder power gathered and the luminous thunder descended. The withered grass and trees on the ground were instantly turned into ashes.
Absolute destruction, absolute power.
A spear pierced through the air and rose up, piercing through the sky.
Break of the Thunder God!
The heavens and the earth were destroyed. It was as though a great apocalypse was coming.
Compared to when he had just cultivated the Break of the Thunder God, he was now more than ten times stronger.
The shadow of the spear collided with the full moon in the sky.
Extreme light instantly exploded between the two. The Vital Qi of heaven and earth within a radius of ten thousand miles was instantly sucked dry, condensed into a single point, and then completely exploded.
Rumble!
The heavens and the earth were destroyed. More than ten mountains on the ground were instantly destroyed, and a large crater appeared under their feet.
No! More accurately, it was a man-made crater.
The power of immortal cultivators could completely change the heavens and the earth.
With a single thought, all things could be born. With a single rage, the heavens and the earth could be shattered.
A brilliant bolt of lightning pierced through the area of the energy explosion. It flew away at high speed, disappearing at the end of the horizon in a flash.
"Damn it."
The burly man in heavy armor roared. He became a strong beam of light and immediately chased after it. He had not expected that his full-powered attack would be easily blocked by the other party. The person did not seem to be a Path Integration Realm immortal cultivator. How could he be so powerful?
"Patriarch Owl Shark, ignore that ancient beast. The Vermillion Heart Grass is more important."
The other two Path Integration Realm immortal cultivators were also furious. Their cooked duck had flown away and someone else had taken advantage of it. How could they not be angry?
The person had even dared to steal something from them. He was simply audacious and reckless.
The three beams of flowing light immediately gave up on the ancient beast and chased after Mo Wen.
The ancient beast roared at the sky. The Vermillion Heart Grass had been stolen, so it was naturally enraged. However, the ancient beast was not good at speed. It could not catch up to them at all. It could only attack the surrounding mountains violently, causing misery and suffering.
In the sky, Mo Wen flew at full speed. The three silhouettes were hot on his heels.
If he unleashed his spatial power, he could easily shake off the three of them. However, he was prepared to play with them. After cultivating for so many years, he had made great progress in his speed. He had already cultivated the illusionary spirit release technique to the fifth level. Coupled with his absolutely powerful physical body, he could unleash an explosive burst of speed. He did not have to worry about his body not being able to withstand it.
"Who is that? He's so fast."
The burly man in heavy armor looked at the distant sky in shock. The person's speed was too fast. If he continued to chase, he would only be left further and further behind. In the end, he would be completely shaken off.
"Old Flood Dragon Kui Chou, the two of us can't catch up to him. I reckon only Brother Pengshan of the Heavenly Roc Clan can catch up to him."
Patriarch Owl Chi and Old Flood Dragon Kui Chou looked at a middle-aged man in green at the same time. This person's appearance was no different from that of a human. He wore a green robe and had a scholarly air about him. He did not look at all like an immortal cultivator of the Demon Clan. Instead, he looked like a great Confucian of the human clan.
"Don't worry. In terms of speed, there are most likely not many clans in the Demon Clan that can compare to the Heavenly Roc Clan."
The middle-aged man in green robes smiled lightly. His green eyes locked onto Mo Wen in the distance. His expression was relaxed. He did not think that Mo Wen could escape his pursuit at all.
As soon as he finished speaking, golden light suddenly shone behind the middle-aged man in green robes. The brilliant golden light spread out, enveloping a radius of tens of thousands of miles. It was like a golden sun in the sky.
In the center of the golden sun, a pair of huge wings slowly appeared. The wings were a thousand feet long and cast a large shadow on the ground. The Vital Qi of heaven and earth frantically gathered towards the pair of golden wings. In an instant, the Vital Qi of heaven and earth within a radius of ten thousand miles was sucked dry.
Streaks of distorted rule power enveloped the surroundings of the golden wings. They seemed to be the embodiment of the law and contained endless mysteries.
"You two, I'll make a move first. I'll stop that person."
The middle-aged man in green robes smiled lightly. As soon as he finished speaking, his silhouette disappeared from his original spot. Only a beam of golden light flashed in the sky before disappearing without a trace.
"Such fast speed. As expected of the Patriarch of the Heavenly Roc Clan. He has inherited the bloodline of the Golden-Winged Roc," Old Flood Dragon Kui Chou said enviously.
Peng Shan's pair of golden wings had condensed the power of the law and had a trace of the bloodline of the Ancient Divine Beast, the Golden-Winged Roc.
The Golden-Winged Roc was an Ancient Divine Beast. It was famous for its speed. Living creatures that could compete with the Golden-Winged Roc in speed were rather rare even in the Ancient Era.
Countless people coveted Peng Shan's pair of treasured golden wings. However, it was not an easy task to break them off. Once Peng Shan fled with all his might, ordinary Virtue Realm immortal cultivators would most likely not be able to catch up to him.
"The speed of a Path Integration Realm immortal cultivator is only so-so."
Mo Wen smiled slightly to himself when he saw the three Path Integration Realm immortal cultivators behind him getting further and further away from him. From this, it could be seen that his current speed had already reached the level of the Path Integration Realm. Moreover, he was much faster than ordinary Path Integration Realm immortal cultivators.
However, very quickly, Mo Wen's expression changed. He felt a terrifying power rapidly approaching him from behind. The speed was so fast that it was unbelievable.
Based on this speed, it would most likely catch up to him in no time.
"What a terrifying speed."
Mo Wen was shocked. Among the three Path Integration Realm immortal cultivators, there was actually one whose speed was so astonishing.
"As expected, the Path Integration Realm cannot be underestimated."
Mo Wen did not dare to be careless. A pair of emerald light wings grew from his back. They were magnificent. It was the illusionary spirit divine wings.
The illusionary spirit divine wings imitation of the heaven spiritual treasure level were no longer of a high grade.
At least for Mo Wen, a treasure of this level was already somewhat insufficient for him.
However, the illusionary spirit divine wings were imitations of immortal treasures. Moreover, they were a pair. They were no different from ordinary Hundred Spirit Sacred Treasures.
Mo Wen activated the power of the illusionary spirit divine wings to the extreme. The effect was also rather shocking.
Mo Wen's speed instantly increased. Very quickly, it increased by 50%.
"Huh? He has some tricks up his sleeve. "
Seeing that Mo Wen's speed had once again increased by a large margin, the middle-aged man in cyan robes who was far behind Mo Wen laughed coldly. If that was all, it was far from enough.
Mo Wen could naturally see that even with the addition of the illusionary spirit divine wings, his speed was far inferior to the middle-aged man in cyan robes behind him.
The Golden-Winged Roc was an ancient divine beast. Legend had it that it could fly hundreds of millions of miles with a flap of its wings. Living creatures that could compete with the Golden-Winged Roc in speed were too rare.
"Forget it. Compared to the Path Integration Patriarch of the Heavenly Roc Clan, it is indeed very difficult for me to have an advantage in terms of speed."
Mo Wen shook his head. He was not in the mood to continue competing.
He still had some methods to increase his speed. For example, the illusionary spirit soaring the sky. This was a secret technique of the illusionary spirit release technique. It was specially used for them. Once it was used, their speed would instantly increase to the extreme.
However, this technique consumed too much energy. He would most likely run out of energy after using it a few times. Mo Wen still had other methods. Naturally, he would not use this kind of secret technique that was only used when his life depended on it.
The space in front of Mo Wen was suddenly torn apart. With a slight flash, he completely disappeared into the spatial rift.
"What! Escaping into the spatial rift? Is he seeking death? Is he not afraid of getting lost in the spatial turbulence? "
The middle-aged man in cyan robes who was chasing closely behind Mo Wen trembled. He looked in disbelief at the figure that had completely disappeared before his eyes. Even immortal cultivators in the Path Integration Realm would be in great danger by entering the spatial rift. Under normal circumstances, they would definitely not do such a thing.
(To be continued.)
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