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Chapter 1202

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At this moment, an image suddenly appeared in Chu Mo's mind. It seemed to be an incomparably grand world. This world was vast and boundless!

The mountains and rivers were majestic, the mountains and valleys were beautiful, and the auras of various great Daos rose from the earth into the endless heavens. Majestic sounds of great Daos rang out one after another, as if they were chanting sutras and debating.

This seemed to be a world of extreme Daos. Everything in this world seemed so real, yet so unbelievable.

Whoosh!

An incomparably huge palm that seemed to have traversed the endless galaxies and the eons, the river of time flowing between its fingers. It suddenly appeared and fiercely slapped at Chu Mo!

The appearance of this palm was too sudden and too fast!

The palm was unbelievably huge. The endless stars in the sky were like dust to this palm. The moment the palm reached out, countless stars shattered or were sent flying by the boundless power of the palm.

This palm seemed to be equivalent to a boundless great Daos, as if it was the extreme of a great Daos!

Chu Mo had no way of reacting to this sudden palm strike!

He was too small in comparison!

At this moment, Chu Mo even forgot to be afraid. He didn't even have time to be afraid!

Time seemed to have come to a complete standstill at this moment.

Chu Mo felt that his Dao … his everything … was about to be annihilated!

He had a feeling that in the next moment … he would completely disappear from this world. That would be a true death. Not even a trace of obsession would be left behind.

However, he actually felt like he had been released!

This wasn't right!

No one would die without a trace of obsession. Everyone … had their own concerns and obsessions.

This was Chu Mo's Dao. In front of the Dao represented by this palm … it was completely crushed!

Not to mention resisting, he couldn't even muster up any thoughts!

At this moment, a cold snort came from the void. A jade seal flew over from the distance at an unbelievable speed. Chu Mo didn't even have time to sense the aura of the jade seal. He only saw the giant hand tremble slightly and quickly retract!

Then, the Imperial Jade Seal chased after the giant hand.

Boom!

Chu Mo felt his vision go black. That extremely beautiful world instantly collapsed.

He awoke.

Then he realized that he was still holding the handle of the axe, standing there motionlessly.

Everything he had just experienced was like a dream that seemed real and illusory.

However, Chu Mo knew that it was definitely not a dream!

Just now, when he had fused two Great Daos and produced ten thousand Daos in his body, a certain existence had sensed it and directly attacked him!

Then, another existence used that jade seal to save him.

Chu Mo even recalled the prophecy his parents mentioned when he met them in his memories. Thinking of the scene just now, Chu Mo could even guess some of the causes and consequences.

He was very angry, but he did not dare to be angry. He even immediately threw all thoughts about this matter to the back of his mind.

He didn't dare to think about it anymore!

Because he couldn't think about it!

Chu Mo let out a long sigh and looked at his body.

He did not know when new flesh had grown on his body. Every inch of his body was filled with unimaginably terrifying power!

It was as if he could really destroy the world with just a thought!

This kind of power was simply too terrifying. Even he was a little shocked.

Then, Chu Mo picked up the axe in his hand and said softly, "Senior, thank you!"

Then, Chu Mo bent down and picked up a piece of wood. He swung the axe and split the wood with a crack. A faint smile appeared on his face.

The countless Daos in the countless Daos in his body were too immature. They needed to be comprehended and constantly trained.

Therefore, Chu Mo began to split the wood seriously.

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

Every swing of his axe was filled with a mysterious rhythm. The chopped wood was neat and tidy, and it was the same size.

His hand was extremely white, sparkling and translucent, seemingly without a single blemish. His newly grown body was similarly sparkling and translucent, exuding a wave of dao radiance.

But strangely, his cultivation level did not change. It remained at the peak of the Perfected Immortal Realm.

Just as the statue-like old Taoist priest at the entrance had said, things like realms were meaningless at times.

Chu Mo turned around and looked at the old Daoist priest at the entrance. He suddenly chuckled and raised his finger. A faint gust of wind collided with the old Daoist priest's body.

The old Daoist priest's body shuddered violently before he returned to normal. He looked at Chu Mo with an indescribable look in his eyes. After a while, he let out a soft sigh. "You succeeded."

Chu Mo smiled. "Did I succeed? I don't know either. "

"Kid, you are destined to embark on an endless path of glory. Don't be so cocky." The old Daoist priest rolled his eyes. "Don't split the wood. It's meaningless to you. Come and drink with me! "

Chu Mo thought about it, nodded, and put the axe down.

The old Daoist priest suddenly asked, "Can you still pick it up?"

Chu Mo reached out and picked up the axe. He grinned. "Do you want me to help you chop some more wood?"

The old Daoist priest's mouth twitched. He shook his head. "Forget it."

Chu Mo put down the axe and walked to the old Daoist priest. He bowed. "Thank you for your enlightenment, senior!"

"Forget it. You will succeed even without me here," the old Daoist priest said softly with a complicated expression. "So, you don't have to thank me."

Chu Mo bowed again and bowed again. "This is to thank you on behalf of my mother!"

The old Daoist priest was shocked. He stared blankly at Chu Mo without blinking. "You … you know?"

Chu Mo took out the Daoist token and smiled shyly. "I know a little. Why don't you tell me more?"

"Yes, yes, yes …" The old Daoist priest shook his head like a rattle drum. "You can know as much as you want. It has nothing to do with me. Don't ask me about this. I don't know anything. Either drink with me, or get out of here. "

At this time, the rooster stuck its head out of the chicken coop and looked at Chu Mo.

Chu Mo pointed at the rooster. "Why don't we stew it to go with the wine? It's so fat … it should be enough for us. "

Whoosh!

The rooster immediately retracted its head.

The old Daoist priest couldn't help but laugh. "Hahahaha, kid, do you know how badly I've been bullied by it all these years? I didn't expect it to finally meet someone it's afraid of! "

An exasperated voice came from the chicken coop. "Old man, if you keep spouting nonsense, I won't let any hens lay an egg for you!"

"…" Chu Mo was speechless. He looked at the old Daoist priest. "Just because of this? Wouldn't it be over if you stew it? "

The old Daoist priest sighed. "I can't stew it! The hens won't work if I stew it … "

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