“Just… this whole scheme is based on the premise that I either do not act, or that Mo Yun Immortal possesses the strength to suppress me…”
Wu Ming’s eyelids drooped low as he let out a silent laugh.
In the eyes of Jin Yu Immortal, Mo Yun Immortal, and even Hua Long Immortal—these so-called “insiders”—could Wu Ming possibly withstand Mo Yun Immortal?
The answer was undoubtedly negative.
How could a newly ascended Immortal possibly contend with those cunning, battle-hardened veteran demonic immortals from foreign lands? Not to mention, the opponent also wielded various terrifying techniques, even capable of corrupting an Immortal’s grotto-heaven!
Rong Cheng Zi was an established Immortal, yet when faced with the black water contamination, he could only sacrifice lesser assets to protect the greater.
However, for newly ascended Immortals, their grotto-heavens often lacked such profound depth. They risked suffering damage to their very essence, or even falling from their rank! What Immortal would dare to take such a gamble?
Therefore, Jin Yu Immortal smiled silently, clearly believing he had Wu Ming figured out.
But Wu Ming remained composed, eyes fixed on his own nose, nose on his heart—he truly did not move at all!
“I’m not a reckless fool. Today I’m merely here at invitation, to witness the strength of the Immortal path… Judging from Mo Yun Immortal’s intentions, he probably only wants to shame these allied Immortals a bit, to provoke a sense of crisis… rushing in recklessly, fighting for life and death, is not the act of a wise man!”
Therefore, he directly chose to watch and wait.
Jin Yu Immortal’s eyes revealed satisfaction, then his expression turned cold and stern as he fell silent.
“Haha… Rong Cheng junior, your Nine Transmutation Golden Pill shall now be presented to this seat?”
All of this happened in an instant, so quickly that even the cultivators present had yet to react.
While other Immortals were either restrained or harboring their own intentions, he had, alone, broken through the obstruction of six fellow-level Immortals and descended upon the Receiving Immortal Platform!
Even if Mo Yun Immortal did nothing afterward, this feat alone would spread across the Immortal and Divine Paths, earning him great renown.
But having seized the moment to break through, he naturally hadn’t come merely to make an appearance.
Laughing loudly, Mo Yun Immortal arrived before the earthly Immortal holding the tray, and with a wave of his hand, unleashed a fierce black light.
This earthly Immortal was merely at the fifth level—how could he possibly resist a Celestial Immortal? He could only risk his life, using the power of his blessed land to shield himself, flying backward with a thin line of blood trailing from his mouth.
“Hmph? So you’re a blessed land Immortal? Consider yourself lucky!”
Mo Yun Immortal scooped up the three bottles of Nine Transmutation Golden Pills, smirking coldly.
If not for the blessed land, the earthly Immortal could only rely on its power to save himself. From that previous strike, an ordinary earthly Immortal would have no escape, at minimum suffering bodily disintegration and soul reincarnation.
According to a certain secret agreement, after that strike, he should have fled immediately.
Otherwise, once the other Immortals recovered, they would certainly offer him no further opportunity.
But now, Mo Yun Immortal’s eyes flickered, and he noticed the three cultivators on the platform, especially Wu Qing, his eyes lighting up: “Good… Capture them for Old Ancestor!”
“Ahhh!”
Within the black light, the first and second place contestants of this martial contest—those two Grand Masters—were instantly reduced to flesh and blood, melting into black water.
Wu Qing’s expression changed slightly as he summoned the Red Virtue Sword, transforming it into a dragon.
“Heh… This little bit of dragon energy—what is it worth? Hand it over to this Old Ancestor!”
Amidst Mo Yun Immortal’s cold laughter, the black light transformed into a claw, grabbing once, causing the red dragon to wail in sorrow, its form dissipating into the sword, its spirit visibly damaged.
“To be taken overseas, to enjoy wealth and honor—that is your privilege! Come to Old Ancestor now!!”
Mo Yun Immortal roared again, and Wu Qing felt a mighty magical force descend, instantly sealing his consciousness, rendering him completely immobile. His body even began to move of its own accord, flying toward Mo Yun Immortal.
As he drew closer, the sinister face of Mo Yun Immortal and the dark, oppressive aura surrounding him became clearly visible, causing a flicker of despair in Wu Qing’s heart: “Has my Dao come to an end here?”
“Daredevil!”
Suddenly, a flash of lightning, accompanied by a thunderous shout.
Wu Qing felt the cold, dark aura around him dissipate, and suddenly found himself in a warm embrace. A pure, refreshing aura mingled with masculine vigor enveloped him, causing his face to flush red, nearly causing him to faint.
Amidst the flickering lightning, Wu Ming had seemingly traversed space with a single step, arriving on the platform to rescue Wu Qing, while inwardly grumbling: “If you had just taken the pills and left, I might have played along a bit, continuing the charade, but you had to go and attack Sister Wu Qing—this is no one’s fault but your own…”
He could allow Mo Yun Immortal to run rampant, secretly investigating his mastermind, but if it meant allowing Wu Qing to be taken away, Wu Ming knew he couldn’t bring himself to do that.
If a cultivator’s true heart was obscured, then what was the point of cultivating the Dao?
“It’s you!”
Mo Yun Immortal’s aura rippled outward, glancing toward the direction of Yun Chuang Immortal.
Jin Yu Immortal still wore an expression of indifference, yet silently activated his arcane technique, suppressing Hua Long Immortal.
Rong Cheng’s immortal aura surged intensely, with faint traces of black energy flickering between his brows. The light of his grotto-heaven shimmered, generating thunder that revealed scenes of shattered void and emerging chaos. It was evident that his cultivation had reached a critical juncture, and the two Immortals might emerge at any moment.
“Just a mere Celestial Immortal, according to previous intelligence, still a newly promoted one…”
In an instant, Mo Yun Immortal’s thoughts flashed, then without hesitation, he struck out with a claw: “Heaven and Earth Soul-Searching Claw!”
“Wu wu…”
Ghostly wails filled Wu Ming’s vision, suddenly revealing an illusion.
Layer upon layer of hellish scenes flickered, filled with the cries of countless vengeful ghosts, their grievances coalescing into a monstrous claw, covered in black runes, stretching across heaven and earth, grasping directly toward him!
No! These hells were not illusions, but layers of celestial realms manifesting!
Mo Yun Immortal’s personal grotto-heaven was clearly a scene resembling the eighteen layers of hell!
The immense power of the cave even sealed the surrounding void, leaving Wu Ming with no place to retreat.
“Retreat quickly!”
Black qi scattered, Yu Qing Daoist’s body became luminous, revealing the illusion of Yu Qing’s blessed land, retreating with his disciples.
“Save me!”
The leader of the Yu Hua Sect cried out beside him, watching helplessly as his beloved disciple was instantly reduced to a withered skeleton, his soul disintegrating upon contact with the black qi.
Taoist Yu Qing furrowed his brow and shot out a beam of clear light to rescue him, feeling greatly relieved: “Fortunately… this qi doesn’t seem to be the divine technique from before; the power of the blessed land can completely neutralize it… If he had used that technique which previously destroyed Elder Rong Cheng’s grotto-heaven against me, this old body of mine might have perished here…”
Even so, his gaze toward the center of the chaos was filled with concern.
Although he hoped that the unknown Immortal could rescue Wu Qing, Yu Qing Daoist had little confidence in that possibility.
He immediately activated the space-folding technique, preparing to leave this dangerous place.
Compared to an elite disciple, naturally preserving the essence of his sect was more important.
“Just… why would a demonic Immortal from the Four Regions appear here? Could it be…”
Yu Qing Daoist’s heart ached: “It seems this great upheaval is no ordinary one… its impact will be even broader than the last great chaos at the end of the Shang era…”
Boom!
The next moment, violent lightning erupted, astonishing waves rippling outward, even directly interrupting his technique.
Yu Qing Daoist stared wide-eyed at the center of the chaos, then witnessed a scene he would never forget in his life:
Black, white, red, yellow, green… Five-colored lightning entwined around Wu Ming’s right hand, resembling a five-fingered mountain, crashing down!
The demonic claw merely touched the base of the mountain before letting out a mournful wail, dispersing into black mist, then being eradicated by the lightning.
“The Five Elements Thunder Technique?”
Mo Yun Immortal soared into the air, surrounded by swirling black mist, from within which came the howls of demonic gods, huge shadows dancing wildly: “To have cultivated the Five Elements Thunder Technique to such a level, even among Immortals, is extremely rare…”
“Unfortunately… this level is still far from enough!”
His pupils turned blood-red, the illusion of his inner world behind him becoming increasingly clear, directly drawing upon the power of his inner world!
“A madman?!”
A flicker of confusion crossed Wu Ming’s eyes, then understanding dawned: “His grotto-heaven is already in ruins, so he fears no instability caused by excessive use of grotto-heaven power… Because it’s broken, minor damage means nothing to him. Truly a shameless fighting style!”
Orthodox Immortal Cave Heavens often contained plants, living beings, and even the foundations of their sects. Since these Cave Heavens would develop into worlds, they were carefully nurtured day and night.
But what was inside Mo Yun Immortal’s grotto-heaven? Aside from vengeful ghosts and lava flames, practically nothing else. This was the ultimate case of “the barefooted need not fear those who wear shoes,” allowing him to unleash his full strength without restraint.
“Jiejie… Such a mere newly promoted Immortal dares to challenge this Old Ancestor? Be crushed!”
Mo Yun Immortal laughed maniacally, as if a hell pressed down from the void.
“A fool!”
Faced with such a fighting style, perhaps ordinary Immortals would be greatly troubled, even suffering many disadvantages.
But Wu Ming was unafraid. With a pointed finger, a vision of a world materialized behind him—clearly taking the form of the Huang Ting Grotto-Heaven—and fiercely collided forward.
“Ah? No!”
Jin Yu Immortal, observing the battle, was the first to sense something amiss: “How could this unknown Immortal’s grotto-heaven power be so abundant? Could it be that this individual is not a newly ascended Immortal, but a hidden veteran Immortal?”
“Crash through!”
In Wu Ming’s calm voice, the two illusory realms fiercely collided!
Boom!
At the boundary of the cave heaven, astonishing explosions erupted, vast areas of the void shattered, revealing the chaos behind.
Crash!
Inside the cave paradise, which resembled the eighteen layers of hell, the expressions of countless vengeful spirits froze before they were reduced to dust in the cataclysm of heaven and earth’s utter destruction.
With just one strike, the illusory realm summoned by Mo Yun Immortal had a corner shattered, falling into absolute disadvantage!
This was no mere illusion; with their inner worlds intertwined, his own would inevitably suffer the same blow!
The competition between the cave heavens was this brutal!
“Impossible… Could this person be hiding his strength? Not a new Immortal, but an experienced one, thus his Grotto-heaven power is so abundant?”
Mo Yun Immortal looked at Wu Ming, calm and still with reserves to spare, his gaze beginning to waver with shock and suspicion, even starting to consider retreat.
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