Mo Wen's current change was naturally related to the straw cape he was wearing. It was a special type of spiritual weapon. Even though he did not know what rank the straw cape was in the past, its current use was no less than that of the Green Primordial Mirror. It was even more practical.
Because of the confusion of the straw cape, the tiger hoop could not find its target at all. It passed by Mo Wen without even touching him.
"Purple Qi Morning Sun."
Pavilion Leader Ye Rong had not expected Mo Wen to be so powerful. He had easily broken through their joint attack. Originally, she had only wanted to prevent Mo Wen from escaping. Now, she had no choice but to go all out.
Her slender jade-like finger touched the Purple Bottle Gourd. A beam of purple light flashed and the Purple Bottle Gourd released an unprecedented light. A beam of purple Qi shot out from the mouth of the gourd. This time, it was no longer a mass of Qi. Instead, it had transformed into a purple saber. The saber light was solid, as though it was a real thing.
The purple saber appeared in front of Mo Wen in an instant. It flickered slightly and went straight for his throat.
Mo Wen's pupils shrank and his body tensed. The purple saber made him feel a terrifying sense of danger. It was definitely not an ordinary attack.
Without thinking, his silhouette flickered again, becoming a beam of black fog. The purple light swept past the black fog. However, what he did not expect was that the purple dagger seemed to have locked onto him. It turned around and attacked again. It seemed to have figured out Mo Wen's position. This time, it was faster, more accurate, and more ruthless, giving him no chance to dodge.
Mo Wen's expression changed slightly. With a flick of his finger, the Sacred Fire Sword appeared in his hand once again. This time, he did not dodge. It was just a simple strike. However, this strike was infused with the power of the Glory of Cloud. It turned the ordinary into the magical, unleashing the profoundness of martial arts teachings to its peak.
The purple saber and the tip of the sword collided, exploding into a mass of shocking light. Many ancient martial art practitioners who were watching from the ground subconsciously narrowed their eyes. In the sky full of light, the longsword instantly released countless beams of sword Qi. Each beam of sword Qi collided with a beam of purple light. This continued for ten breaths of time before all the light slowly dissipated.
In mid-air, Mo Wen was still standing tall and straight. He held the flaming longsword in his hand.
Pavilion Leader Ye Rong's expression immediately darkened. She had released almost eighty percent of the Purple Bottle Gourd's power just now. If it had been any later stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner, he would most likely have been injured. However, she had not injured this youth.
That stroke looked simple, but it had blocked the Purple Qi Pavilion's famous Purple Qi Rising Sun. It had truly shocked her.
Pavilion Leader Ye Rong aside, Bu Zhangkun and Jiang Pingzhou were also extremely shocked. The top ancient martial art practitioners in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension all knew each other very well. Everyone knew about each other's abilities and trump cards.
Although the Purple Qi Rising Sun was not the final trump card of the Purple Qi Pavilion, it was also a famous and frightening technique. If they were to face the Purple Qi Rising Sun from the Purple Bottle Gourd, if they did not use some of their trump cards, it was very likely that they would be seriously injured.
Because of Mo Wen's previous punch, Jiang Jingtao had been seriously injured. His combat ability had decreased by at least half. He simply could not imagine that the youth's power could be so strong when he suddenly exploded.
Mo Wen gripped the Sacred Fire Sword tightly. His gaze was as dark as water as he looked at the few strong practitioners surrounding him. His body emanated a chilling aura. However, on the surface, he seemed to have the upper hand. However, only he knew that his inner Qi had already been depleted by more than half in the few attacks.
Although Bu Zhangkun and the others had attacked a few times, their inner Qi depleted far less than his.
He had unleashed the Glory of Thunder twice and the Glory of Cloud once. It had depleted too much inner Qi. Although the Glory of Cloud was particular about technique and did not deplete as much inner Qi as the Glory of Thunder, it was a rite of passage martial art. Every time he unleashed it, it was a considerable burden on Mo Wen.
"He does not have much inner Qi left. Before long, he will be at the mercy of others."
As the top existences in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension, their judgment was naturally not bad. The four of them could see Mo Wen's current state.
Jiang Pingzhou laughed hideously. He looked at Mo Wen and laughed coldly. However, at this moment, no one launched an attack.
Although they knew that Mo Wen would not be able to hold on for long, they also knew that an ancient martial art practitioner struggling on his deathbed would be even more terrifying. At this moment, no one was willing to stand out. The power that Mo Wen had displayed had already caused the top strong practitioners in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension to feel fear.
"What? Are you scared? Didn't you say that I can only be at the mercy of others? Then come at me. "
Mo Wen looked at Jiang Pingzhou with a cold smile. Among the four of them, he hated Jiang Pingzhou the most. If he had to choose one person to kill, he would definitely choose Jiang Pingzhou first.
Jiang Pingzhou laughed coldly and did not say anything. He was not stupid. How could he stand out at this moment? If they were to attack, it would be a few of them attacking together. It would not be him alone against Mo Wen.
For a moment, the battle in the sky came to a temporary halt.
On the ground, Chen Wuhui was extremely anxious. If the battle continued, something would definitely happen to Mo Wen. After all, no matter how powerful a person was, it was impossible for him to fight against four top strong practitioners.
Other than the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioners, no one else could do it. Moreover, those people were not ordinary people. Each of them had sufficiently powerful treasures on them.
"Stop fighting. Don't forget that Luofeng Sect's most powerful treasures are the Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell," Chen Wuhui shouted loudly.
He could not interfere in the battle above at all. He could only use this method to divert everyone's attention.
Ever since they had come to this great hall, they had seen many treasures. However, they had not seen the most precious Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell.
Other things aside, the eight top grade spiritual weapons could not compare to the Cries of Hades Bell. That was because the Cries of Hades Bell was a profound level weapon.
Although the Purple Bottle Gourd was said to be the closest in power to a profound level weapon, it was not a profound level weapon after all. Compared to a true profound level weapon, there was still a large gap.
Only after Chen Wuhui said this did many people react. Indeed, Luofeng Sect's most precious Dark Soul Pearl and Cries of Hades Bell had not been found. Before this, they had been dazzled by the various treasures in the great hall, especially the treasures on the eight stone pillars. Many ancient martial art practitioners had neglected the Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell.
After all, to the ancient martial art practitioners in the great hall, top grade spiritual weapons were the best treasures. A profound level weapon was almost no different from a legend.
The four strong practitioners, who had been prepared to attack Mo Wen again, paused. Right now, they also reacted. The Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell did not seem to be on the stone pillars.
"Where are the Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell?"
Bu Zhangkun narrowed his eyes. His gaze slowly swept across the great hall, clearly searching for the whereabouts of the two treasures.
If they could obtain either the Dark Soul Pearl or the Cries of Hades Bell, then Five Beasts Sect would be able to solidify their position as the top sect in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension. Even the Purple Qi Pavilion would not be able to compare to them.
That was because in a small inner world like the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension, a profound level weapon was a symbol of supremacy.
Pavilion Leader Ye Rong and the others also swept their gazes across the great hall, searching for the whereabouts of the treasures.
Mo Wen slowly took out a jade bottle from his sleeve. He took out a green medicinal pill from it. It was a medicinal pill that he had concocted in the Intentionless Sect. It had the effect of recovering Inner Qi. With one medicinal pill, half an hour was enough for his Inner Qi to be completely recovered.
Now that he had enough spiritual medicine, he also had enough medicinal pills on him. Otherwise, he would not have dared to casually use the three Glory techniques.
After all, under normal circumstances, an ancient martial art practitioner in the Golden Elixir realm would need to meditate for at least half a day to recover his Inner Qi.
Right now, the four strong practitioners were focused on the Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell. They did not care about Mo Wen, allowing him to swallow the medicinal pill. If they did not let him escape, they would be able to snatch the treasures on him sooner or later. If they focused all their attention on Mo Wen now, it would cause the Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell to be snatched away by others. That would not be worth it.
"If I am not wrong, the Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell should be in the coffin below."
Mo Wen glanced at the ground, then laughed coldly as he said this. Apart from the previous abnormality, the coffin did not have any other reaction. It was no different from an ordinary coffin.
His words immediately provided everyone with a clue. Everyone's gaze turned to the red coffin almost immediately.
What Mo Wen had said was highly possible. The great hall was empty. Although it was big, there were not many corners that could hide things. The coffin was very suspicious. Also, the owner of the coffin was certainly not simple to be able to place the coffin here. It might even be the coffin of the last sect leader of Luofeng Sect.
Some ancient martial art practitioners had already subconsciously moved towards the coffin. Their eyes were filled with unconcealable passion.
"Humph, I will take a look first."
Jiang Pingzhou's gaze flickered twice in mid-air. Then, he transformed into a beam of light and ferociously pounced downwards. Along the way, a gust of wind blew, causing a few ancient martial art practitioners who were trying to get close to the coffin to stumble.
Previously, because he had missed the opportunity, half of the treasures on the stone pillars had been snatched away by Mo Wen. Right now, he did not want to miss another opportunity.
Bu Zhangkun and Pavilion Leader Ye Rong hesitated for a moment. They glanced at Mo Wen, then gritted their teeth and followed closely behind Jiang Pingzhou, flying towards the red coffin.
They were worried that Mo Wen would take advantage of this moment to escape. They were also afraid that the coffin really contained the Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell, giving Jiang Pingzhou the advantage. After weighing the pros and cons in their hearts, they still chose the Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell. After all, all the treasures in the great hall combined were most likely not as valuable as these two treasures.
Also, it was very likely that the Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell were in the coffin.
"Mo Wen, hurry up and leave."
Seeing this, Chen Wuhui's eyes were filled with joy. After shouting loudly, he did not care about anything else and dashed out.
Right now, everyone's attention was on the coffin. It was the most suitable place to escape. Intentionless Sect had also obtained many treasures in the great hall. Although they were not as valuable as the treasures on the stone pillars, even low-grade spiritual weapons were absolute treasures. Before this, many ancient martial art practitioners had been staring at him, ready to snatch them at any time.
As such, Chen Wuhui felt uneasy in the great hall. Now that there was a chance to escape, he naturally would not miss it. As for the Dark Soul Pearl and the Cries of Hades Bell, he did not even think about it. It was because he knew that those things were not something that Intentionless Sect should have. Otherwise, it would only invite trouble. (To be continued.)
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