Normally, it wouldn't take so much effort to build a foundation. Even for an immortal-grade foundation, it would only release a powerful aura the moment the foundation was built.
But if a good location was chosen beforehand, it wouldn't attract much attention.
As for the Heavenly Tribulation, most people would just treat it as a thunderstorm if it was far away and wouldn't pay much attention to it. There were many people in the Spiritual Realm who went through tribulations every day. Unless there was a deep hatred, very few people would pay attention to it.
But it was a completely different story when one reached the Heavenly Realm.
When a Heavenly Realm foundation was built, there would be a phenomenon that could be seen from hundreds of thousands of miles away. Therefore, even if one hid deep in the mountains or forests, they would still be easily discovered. Therefore, even in the Heavenly Realm, when the top geniuses chose not to attract the attention of the Heavenly Realm, there would still be a large number of top powerhouses watching over them.
Foundation building was the most important hurdle. Only after crossing this hurdle could one truly embark on the path of cultivation.
As for the Five Elements Dao foundation … there was no need to mention it. At least in the records and legends, no one in this world had ever succeeded.
The materials for the Five Elements Dao foundation could be gathered by the top families in the Heavenly Realm. But the problem was that the requirements for the Five Elements Dao foundation were too high. No, it wasn't just high, it was perversely high!
Even the sons of the Supremes didn't choose to build the Five Elements Dao foundation when they stepped onto this path of cultivation.
Therefore, it wasn't Chu Mo's intention to delay his foundation building. Up until now, Chu Mo hadn't been able to find a safe place for him to reach Foundation Establishment.
He had hesitated before because the Illusion God Realm was far more dangerous than the Spiritual Realm!
Just then, the rooster had been so pleased with itself that it had incurred the displeasure of a certain living being, and it had chased them for over ten thousand kilometers.
But now, in Chu Mo's opinion, the Spiritual Realm was inferior to the Illusion God Realm.
In the Illusion God Realm, he still had a perfect avatar. At the crucial moment, he was invincible in the Human Realm. But in the Spiritual Realm … a Golden Core could make all his previous efforts go to waste, and he might even lose his life.
"Come on, let's find a place!" Since he had made up his mind, Chu Mo felt much more relaxed. At the same time, he had already thought of what he had to do to ensure the safety of his Foundation Establishment.
Perfect doppelganger!
In the following period of time, Chu Mo began to push forward.
Chu Mo ventured deeper into the forbidden region of the mortal level with the rooster by his side. Whenever he encountered a powerful being, Chu Mo would summon his perfect clone. Even though he only had the body of a True Immortal, it was enough to make all living beings retreat.
"F * ck me … This kid actually has such a good thing on him. He's practically invincible! It's a pity that you don't need too long to reach Foundation Establishment. Otherwise, Grandpa Chicken could even refine the True Phoenix Blood right here! "The big rooster muttered enviously.
It had already seen through Chu Mo's intentions. He wanted to continue venturing deeper into the forbidden zone and use this clone to scare away all the living beings that approached him. Then, he would venture deeper into a place that was millions of kilometers away. Just like that, the powerful beings in the periphery became Chu Mo's guards.
They didn't dare to offend Chu Mo, but it didn't mean that they would be courteous to others.
Chu Mo advanced about 50,000km every day, and he finally stopped after 10 days. A smile appeared on Chu Mo's face as he gazed at the boundless mountain before him.
…
At this moment, Silken City was enveloped by a sorrowful aura.
This time, the three great clans had suffered extremely heavy losses. Almost all the elite forces of the clans had perished.
Even though the Patriarchs of the three great clans were still alive, their cultivations had been crippled, and they'd become cripples!
Undercurrents were surging in Silken City as well. If it wasn't for the three great clans still having their resources and reserves, if it wasn't for the other clans and independent cultivators of Silken City suffering heavy losses as well. It probably wasn't just sorrowful aura that enveloped Silken City at this moment.
West of the city.
Jin Clan.
Jin Dongnan lay on the bed with a haggard appearance and sunken eyes. He looked as if he'd suffered a serious illness.
His golden core had already been shattered, and this was 10,000 times more serious than a serious illness!
This meant that the current Jin Clan's Patriarch wasn't a cultivator any longer, and he'd transformed from a formidable golden core expert into an ordinary person … or even a sickly person that was inferior to an ordinary person.
Moreover, he didn't have long to live.
The other two golden core realm cultivators of the Jin Clan were both experts at the level of the ancestor of the Jin Clan. Even though they practically had no hope of stepping into the Nascent Soul Realm, they were the greatest wealth of the Jin Clan. Now, both of them had perished.
This time, even though the Jin Clan had obtained enormous gains from the ruins of the Distinct Void Sect, but this loss was similarly impossible to measure with value.
Even if it was from the perspective of a spectator, most people would think that the loss was greater than the gain. Not to mention the Jin Clan's internal affairs.
Jin Ming and a few other older brothers and sisters were gathered in the room, and some of the higher-ups of the Jin Clan were outside. At this moment, all of their faces were covered in worry.
Jin Ming's eyes were red, and he choked with sobs, "Father, I've read in the ancient records that in your case, there's hope of recovery … I … I will definitely …"
Lying on the bed, Jin Dongnan waved his hand weakly, and then a bitter smile appeared on his face, "Ming 'er, don't say much … You don't need to comfort me, I know what I'm doing."
Wu wu …
Jin Dongnan's daughters couldn't help but sob in a low voice.
"None of you are allowed to cry!" Although Jin Dongnan had completely lost his cultivation, he still had some power left. With a glare from him, all of his children trembled. He glanced at the crowd and said lightly, "Life and death have their own destiny, and the path of cultivation is like this. Our Jin Clan also had a powerful Nascent Soul Realm cultivator among our ancestors, but unfortunately, our power has declined … In the future, if there is a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator among your descendants, remember to tell him not to avenge me. Cultivate hard and ascend to the world of immortals, that is the right path. "
Saying this, Jin Dongnan looked at Jin Ming again, "Good son, I'm sorry … Father can't personally go to propose for you. Tell Fang Lan that I really want her to be my daughter-in-law …"
"Father!" Jin Ming knelt on the ground, and tears instantly flowed out.
"Eldest Brother … After I die, the Jin Clan will be handed over to you. Remember, don't quarrel with your brothers!" Jin Dongnan's gaze turned to a middle-aged man around forty years old.
"Father, you won't die." The middle-aged man's eyes were also crying, but he was obviously much more mature and steady than Jin Ming.
"Our Jin Clan doesn't have those messy things. You brothers and sisters must be united. As for the branch families … the clansmen with external surnames, you must treat them well! "Jin Dongnan looked very tired after saying so many words.
He lay on the bed and said one last thing, "One last thing, you are not allowed to hate Mr. Chu! It's hard to say whether this matter … is related to him. Even if … it's really related to Mr. Chu, it's not his fault! If you see him one day, you must respect him and try to be on good terms with him, but you are not allowed to offend him. If the revenge of our Jin Clan can be avenged, it must be on him. You … hear me? "
All the direct descendants of the Jin Clan nodded in agreement with a sorrowful expression.
Only then did Jin Dongnan closed his eyes slightly in satisfaction, "I'm tired, all of you go out first."
Three days later, Silken City's Jin Clan's Patriarch, Jin Dongnan, perished.
The western part of Silken City was filled with mournful music, and it was completely plain.
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