The Demonic Beasts they killed during the mission could still increase their cultivation. There were countless Demonic Beasts in the Stone Ocean Demonic Forest. For them, it was equivalent to a rare hunting ground. At their level of cultivation, if they wanted to advance further, they would have to kill too many monsters.
With Mo Wen's current cultivation, if he wanted to take another step forward and reach the later stage of the Golden Elixir Realm, the amount of power of starlight he needed would be the sum of all the power of starlight he had obtained previously. It could be said that he would need to kill four Beast Kings before he could level up.
Moreover, even though Mo Wen had reached the later stage of the Golden Elixir Realm, his Inner Qi cultivation still could not compare to that of a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
The Martial Arts Grandmaster was a dividing line. In the ancient martial arts world, there might be many ancient martial art practitioners at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm, but Martial Arts Grandmasters were rare. If a sect had a Martial Arts Grandmaster, it could be called a large sect.
For those ancient martial art practitioners whose cultivation had reached the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir Realm, if they wanted to advance to the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm, the amount of power of starlight they needed would be terrifying.
Even the white-robed woman, whose cultivation was the closest to a Martial Arts Grandmaster, would need the power to kill at least three Beast Kings if she wanted to reach the Martial Arts Grandmaster level.
Of course, this was just a comparison. The white-robed woman was not a warrior, but a cultivator. However, in terms of realms, there was not much difference between immortal cultivators and martial artists. The Golden Elixir realm of immortal cultivators was almost the same as the Golden Elixir realm of martial artists.
However, there was no such thing as a Martial Arts Grandmaster among the Immortal Cultivators. Before the Primordial Soul Realm, as long as they had not condensed a Primordial Soul, they could only be considered to be in the Golden Elixir Realm, no matter how strong they were.
Mo Wen killed his way through. Within six hours, he had to travel a thousand miles and reach the other end of the stone ocean and demon forest.
Every human warrior had a set of coordinates in their Sea of Consciousness. They could accurately find that location, so they didn't have to worry about getting lost in the Stone Ocean or Demon Forest.
With a point of his finger, a black light flashed and pierced through more than a dozen demonic beasts, turning them into ice sculptures.
Time gradually passed. In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed. Mo Wen had already traveled more than five hundred miles. Among the seven of them, he was not the fastest. There were still three people in front of him: the white-robed woman, the leader of the Ghost Lair, and Tan Qiyue, who had a profound cultivation base. There were also three people behind him, but they were not far behind, no more than fifty miles away.
The first test of the task did not seem to be difficult for human warriors at the peak of the Golden Elixir Realm.
However, Mo Wen also discovered that as they ventured deeper, the monstrous beasts they encountered grew stronger. Their numbers did not decrease, but their levels were constantly increasing. In the beginning, there was only one Rank 7 Demonic Beast among the 100 Demonic Beasts. Now, there were at least 30 Rank 7 Demonic Beasts.
Mo Wen was not shocked. Instead, he was delighted. The higher the rank of the monstrous beast, the faster and the greater the improvement of his Cultivation. The first stage should not be difficult for him. Even if there were Beast Kings blocking his way, he believed that he would be able to get through.
As the group fought their way to the back, the demonic beasts they encountered became stronger and stronger. Later on, there were practically no more demonic beasts below the seventh rank among the demonic beasts.
They had already traveled more than nine hundred kilometers and were only fifty kilometers away from their destination.
However, in this area, not only were all the demonic beasts at the seventh rank, but many of them were at the peak of the seventh rank. Their speed finally slowed down.
Only four hours had passed, and there was still a long way to go before the six hours were up.
Mo Wen purposely stopped advancing. Instead, he chose a place to stop and kill as many demonic beasts as he could to increase his Cultivation.
Right now, he also realized that the Tower Spirit did not seem to want to make things difficult for them. Instead, it was giving them a chance to kill demonic beasts to increase their Cultivation. The next stage would most likely be the real test.
Not only did Mo Wen stop, but the woman in white robes and the leader of the Ghost Lair also slowed down at the same time. They tried their best to reduce their speed and kill as many demonic beasts as possible.
As soon as they slowed down, the people behind them caught up. Before they knew it, the seven of them had gathered together again.
Gao Hanshan looked at Mo Wen in surprise. He had tried his best to catch up, but he was still so much slower than Mo Wen. If they had the same Cultivation, he most likely would not be a match for this youth.
Lan Zhongzhi followed closely behind Gao Hanshan. Everywhere he passed, Cold Qi swept out. Demonic beasts turned into ice sculptures one after another. Although the Tower Spirit restricted his Cultivation, it did not restrict the realm of his martial arts technique. He had cultivated the Cold Water Cloud Technique to the highest realm, and the Cold Qi was also extremely frightening.
Among the seven of them, Bu Xingyi was the weakest in both ability and Cultivation. He only rushed over fifteen minutes after everyone else had arrived.
The few of them had a tacit understanding. They did not communicate with each other and focused on killing demonic beasts. They tried to kill as many as they could to increase their Cultivation.
When there was only a quarter of an hour left, everyone continued to rush forward.
They swept through the entire way. When they were only ten miles away and their destination could be seen in the distance, a black mass of beasts appeared in front of them. These demonic beasts were all at the pinnacle of the seventh rank. There were even quite a few Beast Kings among them.
Mo Wen's expression turned serious. It was not just one or two pinnacle of the seventh rank monstrous beasts. There were hundreds and thousands of them. There were even Beast Kings among them. It would be very difficult to pass this stage. If they were not careful, it was very possible that they would lose their lives here.
Other than Nangong Mingzhu and Chu Yuan, whose expressions did not change, the expressions of the other four people turned ugly. The difficulty of the final stretch was actually so high.
"Mo Wen, my child, why do you look a little off? Is it because you are nearing the end and think that the difficulty of the task is too low? It is not enough to test a genius like you? "
At some point, Bu Xingyi had appeared near Mo Wen. He laughed coldly and mockingly.
The more outstanding Mo Wen's performance was, the more uncomfortable Bu Xingyi felt. Perhaps it was because he had lost to Mo Wen in front of everyone before. Every time Mo Wen showed off, Bu Xingyi felt that Mo Wen was mocking him. He was a dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster. How could he allow a junior to show off in front of him?
Although he also felt that the situation before him was difficult, he was a Martial Arts Grandmaster after all. He was used to big scenes. Mo Wen was but a young child. He had most likely never come into contact with such a terrifying existence as a Beast King. When faced with such a scene, it would be good if his legs did not turn to jelly.
"What are you trying to say?" Mo Wen looked at Bu Xingyi.
"I think that a brilliant genius like you should be the first to pass the stage and reach the end. Before this, you deliberately dropped to fourth place and deliberately gave way to Nangong Mingzhu and Chu Yuan. You were indeed too low-key. At the last moment, you won't give way to them, will you? "
Bu Xingyi said with a faint smile. He spoke as though Mo Wen was the most outstanding person here and should not be left behind.
Mo Wen smiled. At a time like this, Bu Xingyi was still trying to sow discord and make enemies for him. However, Mo Wen found it strange. How exactly did Bu Xingyi cultivate to the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm? Why was his intelligence so low?
Not far away, Nangong Mingzhu frowned slightly. She glanced coldly at Bu Xingyi. This old thing was actually trying to sow discord and was trying to use her as a weapon.
The black-robed Chu Yuan also glanced at Bu Xingyi. There was an indescribable evil in his eyes.
Bu Xingyi's body went cold for no reason. He realized that his provocative words just now had pushed him into the eye of the storm. However, he did not care. As the Ming Temple's Sect Grand Elder, he had never been afraid of anyone.
"If it wasn't for the Tower Spirit's task, do you believe that I would kill you right now?"
Mo Wen's body released a shocking Cold Qi. The Cold Qi swept out and enveloped Bu Xingyi's body. The cold seeped into his bones and suppressed the Great Radiant Sacred Fire in Bu Xingyi's body until it flickered.
"How dare you …"
Mo Wen's disdainful expression immediately provoked Bu Xingyi. He was a dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster, but he was repeatedly threatened by a junior. It was simply too presumptuous … too presumptuous!
"One Mo Wen can kill three Bu Xingyi. Old man Bu, you should know your own limits."
Gao Hanshan said lightly.
The Gao Clan and the Ming Temple had been fighting for hundreds of years. The two of them could be said to be mortal enemies. Naturally, he would not give Bu Xingyi any face.
"Three? That's too little. "
Mo Wen glanced at Gao Hanshan. He spoke calmly, as though they were just having a casual conversation.
"Of course, I am flattering him. After all, even though he is an embarrassment, he is still a Martial Arts Grandmaster. Even though I am ashamed of him, I cannot not give him any face," Gao Hanshan continued unhurriedly.
The two of them echoed each other, angering Bu Xingyi. His face turned red and he could not say a word for a long time.
Lan Zhongzhi looked at Mo Wen in surprise. He had not expected that Mo Wen would be so bold. He actually dared to openly offend the Ming Temple's Sect Grand Elder. In this space, Bu Xingyi might not be able to do anything to him. But outside of this space, Bu Xingyi, a dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster, would most likely be able to kill Mo Wen with one hand.
Youths were, after all, a little frivolous. Lan Zhongzhi felt a tinge of regret. However, Mo Wen could be considered a madman among youths for daring to mock a Martial Arts Grandmaster to his face.
"Mo Wen, you brat. Once we are out of this damn space, I will definitely tear you to pieces!" Bu Xingyi was so angry that his entire body was trembling. However, right now, he could not do anything to Mo Wen at all.
Mo Wen ignored Bu Xingyi. With a flash of his silhouette, he charged into the herd of beasts blocking the way. Right now, Nangong Mingzhu and Chu Yuan had already entered deep into the herd of beasts.
Within ten miles, there was a lightning pool. Anyone who entered the lightning pool would be surrounded and attacked by the monstrous beasts.
More than ten pinnacle of the seventh rank monstrous beasts surrounded them in an instant. Their bodies emanated a monstrous Demonic Qi. The terrifying aura was enough to frighten an Embryonic Breathing Realm ancient martial art practitioner to the point of paralysis.
A small purple bell appeared in Mo Wen's hand. The next moment, two masses of golden flames lit up in his eyes.
Ding!
There was a soft sound. The dozen pinnacle of the seventh rank monstrous beasts that were pouncing towards Mo Wen all trembled. Their huge bodies froze on the spot.
Mo Wen's silhouette was like a gust of wind. With a sweep, he directly passed through the encirclement of the monstrous beasts.
He did not dare to stop and attack the monstrous beasts. He was afraid that if he delayed for even a moment, more monstrous beasts would surround him. Once he was surrounded by a group of pinnacle of the seventh rank monstrous beasts, it would be too difficult to escape.
Faced with such a herd of beasts, Mo Wen had already given up on killing them. It was enough as long as he could pass through the cracks.
For Mo Wen, it was much easier to just pass through without attacking the enemy.
With the Glory of Wind combined with the Glory of Cloud, Mo Wen was like the wind and the clouds, drifting erratically. He passed through the cracks of the monstrous beasts. None of the monstrous beasts could actually block him. In just a moment, he had overtaken Nangong Mingzhu and the leader of the Ghost Lair, Chu Yuan. (To be continued.)
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