Chapter 652

The Unsealing Light had undoubtedly given the human ancient martial art practitioners another chance. With immortal cultivator items, the combat ability of human ancient martial art practitioners would increase exponentially.

The Tower Spirit had created a relatively balanced world. Mo Wen felt that it was not impossible to defeat the Fire Domain's Seven Major Beast Kings.

Of course, the outcome would only be known in the end.

Within three days, all the human ancient martial art practitioners would definitely try their best to increase their cultivation. Otherwise, no one knew if they would be able to walk out of this space alive.

Mo Wen looked at the Unsealing Light in his hand and could not help but laugh bitterly.

The Unsealing Light was actually divided into grades. His was the lowest grade low-grade Unsealing Light.

The low-grade Unsealing Light could only unseal low-grade spiritual weapons of the lowest grade. Even the slightly better medium grade spiritual weapons could not be unsealed.

The Unsealing Light was divided into four grades: low grade, medium grade, top grade, and superb grade.

The low-grade Unsealing Light could only unseal low-grade spiritual weapons. As for the medium grade Unsealing Light, it could unseal medium grade and top grade spiritual weapons.

The top grade Unsealing Light could unseal low-grade and medium grade profound level weapons. As for the superb grade Unsealing Light, it could unseal top grade and top grade profound level weapons.

However, the superb grade Unsealing Light should not be of much use to human ancient martial art practitioners.

That was because a low-grade profound level weapon was a top treasure for human ancient martial art practitioners. Almost all the profound level weapons in the hands of human ancient martial art practitioners were low-grade. There had never been a medium grade profound level weapon.

Mo Wen had three profound level weapons in his hands. The Cries of Hades Bell, the pair of crimson fists, and the landscape painting that he had obtained from the lotus lake were all low-grade profound level weapons.

Even though a medium grade profound level weapon was only one grade higher than a low-grade profound level weapon, its might was a realm higher. The difference was not insignificant.

As for top grade profound level weapons and superb grade profound level weapons, they were even further apart.

Mo Wen did not think that ordinary ancient martial art practitioners would have top grade and superb grade profound level weapons. Even if they were heaven-defying, they would at most be medium grade profound level weapons.

Profound level weapons were different from spiritual weapons. Spiritual weapons were divided into three grades: high, medium, and low.

However, profound level weapons were divided into four grades, and each grade was a different level. The difference was equivalent to the difference between a spiritual weapon and a profound level weapon.

As for treasured weapons, it was said that they had already surpassed the category of spiritual weapons and profound level weapons. Treasured weapons were also known as spiritual treasures in the Immortal Cultivation world. They were true spiritual objects in the world.

This was the final reward of this Game of Death. It was a spiritual treasure. It was undoubtedly the most exciting thing for everyone. In terms of value, it had already far surpassed the spiritual fire. This was because a spiritual treasure was qualified to be exchanged with the Huatian Palace for a 100% chance of becoming immortal.

Mo Wen looked at the low-grade Unsealing Light in his hand. He could only laugh bitterly. He had three profound level weapons on him and quite a few top grade spiritual weapons. However, he could only look at them. He could not unseal them.

However, Liao Sheng did not have one. Even if he unsealed a low-grade profound level weapon, it would be of great use to Mo Wen. It could increase his combat ability by quite a bit.

With a flick of his wrist, a small black dagger appeared in his hand. It was the low-grade spiritual weapon that he had snatched from the Sacred Flame Sect Elder. The attacking power and speed of this spiritual weapon flying dagger were acceptable. Using it to deal with illusionary beasts would undoubtedly yield twice the result with half the effort.

The Unsealing Light released a beam of misty silver light that slowly landed on the flying dagger spiritual weapon.

The next moment, the flying dagger spiritual weapon lit up with a dark light. Then, it suddenly shone brightly. A jet-black light was released from the blade of the dagger. The light streaked across the ground, immediately creating a gully that was two meters wide and fifty meters long. Within the gully, the Qi of the Saber crisscrossed. Not a single blade of grass grew within a radius of a hundred meters.

A look of astonishment flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. The Unsealing Light just now had clearly activated the true power of the flying dagger spiritual weapon. Even he could not unleash the power of the flying dagger spiritual weapon to such an extent. Even a Martial Arts Grandmaster would not be able to unleash the full power of a low-grade spiritual weapon. Even a Martial Arts Grandmaster would not be able to completely unleash the full power of a low-grade spiritual weapon.

An ancient martial art practitioner using an Immortal Cultivator's magical treasure was in itself a reckless waste of resources. The power of a spiritual weapon was almost impossible to completely unleash in the hands of an ancient martial art practitioner.

After the dark light dissipated, Mo Wen could clearly feel that something had broken. The flying dagger spiritual weapon had an extraordinary spiritual aura. It slowly flew up and landed in Mo Wen's hand. A feeling of being connected by blood and becoming one with it appeared in his heart. Right now, the flying dagger spiritual weapon seemed to be a part of his body. It was no longer separate from him.

"How can this be?"

Mo Wen looked at the flying dagger spiritual weapon in his hand in astonishment. Right now, the flying dagger spiritual weapon seemed to be no longer a dead object. Instead, it seemed to be connected to his heart and soul, a companion that was fighting alongside him.

Their hearts and souls were connected!

Mo Wen drew in a cold breath. A spiritual weapon was connected to a person's heart and soul. Normally, there was only one possibility for such a situation — a divine refined spiritual weapon.

Only an Immortal Cultivator who continuously used their own Deified Soul, spiritual power, Essence Qi, and Qi of Qi and blood to repeatedly refine a spiritual weapon would be able to have such a situation where their hearts and souls were connected. Normally, an Immortal Cultivator would need to refine a spiritual weapon for at least ten years before they could achieve a connection of hearts and souls.

As for ancient martial art practitioners, they did not have the ability to refine spiritual weapons at all. Naturally, there was no such thing as a connection of hearts and souls.

Right now, the spiritual weapon flying dagger was connected to his heart and soul. It made Mo Wen feel as though it was surreal, yet he could feel it with his own body.

With a thought, he waved his hand and the spiritual weapon flying dagger flew out. It became a streak of black light and swept across the sky, landing hard on a mountain rock in the distance. The mountain rock silently split into two halves, like tofu. The cut was smooth and neat.

With a thought from Mo Wen, the flying dagger spiritual weapon spun nimbly and shot back in an instant.

"This …"

Suddenly, Mo Wen even suspected that he was an Immortal Cultivator. His casual attack just now had actually unleashed the power of a spiritual weapon. Moreover, he did not even use the spiritual stone to convert it into spiritual power. He had just waved his hand and the power in his body had automatically surged into the flying dagger spiritual weapon. Then, it had transformed into a frightening attack.

But … since when could his internal Qi be used to drive a spiritual weapon? He was not an Immortal Cultivator. There was only Inner Qi in his body, not spiritual power.

Mo Wen had never encountered such a strange thing before.

"This world! It must be because of this world. "

A bright light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. All the strangeness was definitely related to the Tower Spirit of this world. The Tower Spirit was the ruler of this world and the creator of the laws. It was not difficult for them to have this ability.

Inner Qi could activate a spiritual weapon. Didn't that mean that Inner Qi could be used as spiritual power? It meant that the ancient martial art practitioners of this world could be equivalent to half an Immortal Cultivator. Although there were still differences between them and real Immortal Cultivators, being able to control the spiritual power of an Immortal Cultivator was already rather heaven-defying.

Clearly, this was another bargaining chip that the Tower Spirit had given to all the human ancient martial art practitioners.

However, Mo Wen did not look too excited. The more benefits the human ancient martial art practitioners received, the more difficult the challenge they would face.

Most likely, facing the challenge of the Fire Domain's Seven Major Beast Kings would be far more difficult than he had imagined.

"I'll take it one step at a time."

Mo Wen sighed. In such a world, obtaining such a superb ability might not be a good thing. The Tower Spirit had to maintain the balance of this game. The more powerful they were, the greater the difficulty they would face.

Furthermore, this ability was given to them by this world. If they left this world, they would certainly not have this ability again.

Roar! Roar!

Roar! Not far away, another group of wolf monstrous beasts surrounded them.

Mo Wen casually waved his hand. A beam of black light flashed past, circling the pair of monstrous wolves.

The next moment, all the monstrous wolves exploded and died. They had all been killed.

With this ability, it would be much easier to kill illusionary beasts. If he did not encounter monstrous beasts that were too powerful, he should be able to put up a fight.

Mo Wen continued to charge forward. After fifteen minutes, he had charged out of the plains and entered a mountainous area.

There were still illusionary beasts in the mountains. However, compared to the pack of wolves on the plains, there were much fewer of them.

Mo Wen found a secluded corner and used a flying dagger spiritual weapon to carve a cave in the mountain wall. With a flash of his body, he hid in the cave.

He had already used up eighty percent of his inner Qi in the previous battles. He needed to find a quiet place to recover his inner Qi. Otherwise, if he encountered illusionary beasts, it would be difficult for him to continue fighting. Even though he had all sorts of special privileges, this world was still rather dangerous. There were illusionary beasts everywhere. A portion of human ancient martial art practitioners would most likely die at the hands of illusionary beasts before they could even see the Seven Major Beast Kings.

Mo Wen found a corner in the cave and sat down cross-legged. He took out a bottle of pills to recover inner Qi from the medicine spiritual ring and poured out four or five pills in a row.

After he swallowed them, a warm current traveled from his lower abdomen to his entire body. Mo Wen's inner Qi immediately recovered at an astonishing rate.

With his current cultivation, under normal circumstances, he would need at least a day and a night to completely recover his inner Qi. However, with the help of spiritual pills, he could do it in two hours. It was impossible for others to use spiritual pills to recover inner Qi like Mo Wen. Unless there were special circumstances, they would normally not be so extravagant. However, what Mo Wen lacked the least was spiritual pills. He was not afraid of wasting them at all.

As he recovered his inner Qi, Mo Wen pondered. After a while, he furrowed his brows.

He discovered a problem. In terms of recovering inner Qi, he could use spiritual pills to recover. He could completely recover in two hours. However, it was impossible for other human ancient martial art practitioners to have such a condition. At their cultivation, they could easily go into seclusion for a day and a night. However, they only had three days. In these three days, they had to become strong enough. They could not possibly spend most of their time recovering inner Qi.

If they included the time needed to recover inner Qi, the time they could truly fight for was most likely less than a day. How much stronger could they become in such a short period of time? For those Martial Arts Grandmaster strong practitioners, they most likely would not even have the time to unseal their cultivation.

If they were to encounter the even more powerful Fire Domain's Seven Major Beast Kings, then … the consequences would be unimaginable.

"What should we do?"

Mo Wen realized this serious problem and immediately felt a little uneasy. The time they had been given was really too little.

Outside the cave, there was a sudden rumbling sound.

Immediately after, the entire cave began to shake. It was as though a huge creature was walking in their direction. Everywhere, the earth shook and the mountains shook. The cave, which could originally only fit one person, kept expanding. Finally, the entire cave completely disappeared. It was as though a huge hand had forcefully dug out a piece of the mountain. (To be continued.)