As the Seven Realms Stone plunged into the Burial Path Great Plain, Thunder Sage immediately felt the terrifying Burial Path principles. Still recovering from his injuries, these principles tore through his Sage domain in an instant. Alarmed, he knew he’d be finished quickly at this rate. Before he could speak, the principles stripping his domain vanished, and he found himself in a small world completely isolated from the Burial Path Great Plain.
Recalling Mo Wuji’s earlier words, Thunder Sage realised this was Mo Wuji’s Seven Realms Finger divine ability, Mortal Realm.
What a formidable ability, he thought, glancing at Mo Wuji with unspoken awe. As a Creation Sage, even uninjured, he could barely navigate these principles and not for long. Yet Mo Wuji’s single divine ability shielded them entirely—an astonishing feat.
As Mo Wuji deployed the small world, he felt immense pressure from the crushing principles. Endless Burial Path principles began eroding his divine ability. His heart sank; this corrosive force was so potent he doubted he could last half a day, let alone six months. The Burial Path principles’ terror far exceeded his expectations.
He pinned his hopes on Lan Xiaobu’s Great Cutting Technique. If it could ease the pressure, he might endure. Otherwise, he’d have to tell Lan Xiaobu to retreat.
Just then, Mo Wuji was thrilled to find the pressure on his Mortal Realm ability reduced by over ninety percent—and it wasn’t due to Lan Xiaobu’s Great Cutting Technique. Lan Xiaobu hadn’t yet used it, still observing to find the most efficient approach, knowing this wasn’t a short-term task.
Probing with his divine sense, Mo Wuji realised the relief came from the Seven Realms Stone. It emitted a mysterious force that perfectly complemented his Seven Realms Finger, merging with it to drastically lessen the strain.
“Xiaobu, your Seven Realms Stone’s charm enhances my Seven Realms Finger, reducing my burden immensely. At this rate, I can sustain it for a year or two without you needing the Great Cutting Technique,” Mo Wuji said, elated.
Lan Xiaobu grinned. “I noticed it too. When you used the Seven Realms Finger on the stone, I felt a vast power stirring within it. I activated it, and it perfectly matched your ability. Now, I just need to control the stone to sync with your Seven Realms Finger, and we won’t even need the Great Cutting Technique.”
Mo Wuji nodded. “Right. Using the Great Cutting Technique alone, you’d likely burn out quickly. These Burial Path principles are too terrifying.”
Lan Xiaobu had already tested the Great Cutting Technique outside the stone. With the principles’ intensity, he estimated he could sustain it for only half a day—six months was a pipe dream.
Thunder Sage gazed enviously at the Seven Realms Stone beneath his feet, suppressing his desire to possess it and focusing on healing.
With the stone’s speed, they penetrated deep into the Burial Path Great Plain in just days. Lan Xiaobu extended his divine sense. Though the stone moved swiftly, as its master, he could attach his sense to it, observing the plain’s conditions.
Soon, he sensed something amiss and messaged Mo Wuji. “Wuji, carefully probe with your divine sense. Don’t you feel the Burial Path principles weakening?”
Mo Wuji replied, “I was about to say the same. The deeper we go, the weaker the principles. My Mortal Realm ability can sense it.”
After further observation, Lan Xiaobu said, “Wuji, watch closely. I might be able to make the Seven Realms Stone traverse space.”
“Great. I’d love to feel the spatial principles of the stone’s traversal,” Mo Wuji said, excited. The fusion of his Seven Realms Finger with the stone’s charm gave him a sense of impending breakthrough. Sensing the stone’s spatial traversal might elevate his ability further.
Lan Xiaobu focused his divine sense on the Seven Realms Stone, which began to tremble slightly. Thunder Sage, mid-healing, opened his eyes in alarm as the surrounding space seemed to vanish.
As a Creation Sage, he’d experienced countless spatial shifts and recognised this as the stone traversing space—a teleportation-like leap across billions of miles.
Perhaps an eternity passed, or just a moment, before the Seven Realms Stone stopped.
“The Burial Path Great Tomb?” Thunder Sage stood, facing a colossal tomb—ten thousand feet long and thousands of feet high.
“Is this the Burial Path Great Tomb?” Lan Xiaobu asked, eyeing the massive structure.
Thunder Sage confirmed, “Yes, this is it. My mind was clouded by the tomb’s principles before, so I wasn’t fully clear. I remember fighting Fellow Qi Manwei here. I fled, but she stayed… Oh, the principles here are far more terrifying than those at the plain’s entrance.”
“But I don’t sense any Burial Path principles, and I’ve stopped using Mortal Realm,” Mo Wuji said.
He messaged Lan Xiaobu privately, “Xiaobu, this place is strange. The principles may seem absent or weak, but we can’t let our guard down. I suggest keeping the Seven Realms Stone active and my Mortal Realm ability up.”
Lan Xiaobu, sensing the oddity, agreed.
Thunder Sage said, “Fellow Mo, Fellow Lan, my injuries are nearly healed. Let me try going down to see if I can open the tomb.”
Almost as he spoke, a massive void vortex appeared before the tomb, radiating a suction force capable of swallowing a universe.
As Lan Xiaobu prepared to use the Great Cutting Technique, Mo Wuji’s voice came through. “Don’t resist. Guide the Seven Realms Stone inside. I suspect if we resist this suction, entering the tomb later will be nearly impossible.”
Lan Xiaobu paused, refraining from the technique. Instead, he synced with Mo Wuji’s Seven Realms Finger to counter the invading principles, scattering 108 ruleless array flags as they went.
The Seven Realms Stone, like a leaf in a tornado, was sucked into the vortex and vanished from the Burial Path Great Plain.
No matter how the stone spun, Mo Wuji maintained the Mortal Realm ability, blocking any Burial Path principles from invading. Lan Xiaobu controlled the stone, aligning with Mo Wuji’s efforts. He knew allowing the principles to breach the stone would spell trouble.
Even as Creation Realm cultivators—or Thunder Sage, a Creation Sage—the tomb was foreign territory. As long as he controlled the stone, their adversary couldn’t interfere.
Boom! The Seven Realms Stone crashed like a meteor into a massive shadow, then settled on the ground.
“Inside the Burial Path Great Tomb?” Lan Xiaobu suspended the stone in the void. He saw they’d struck a stone sphere, about a hundred feet tall, yet a mere speck in this space.
If this was inside the tomb, its interior was vastly larger than it appeared outside.
Despite the immense impact, the sphere bore no marks. The Seven Realms Stone, a cosmos-opening treasure, left no trace, suggesting the sphere was an extraordinary treasure itself.
“This should be inside the Burial Path Great Plain. There’s a passage ahead. We don’t need to leave the stone. Xiaobu, guide it into the passage,” Mo Wuji said.
Two stone spheres flanked the passage, one on each side, leading to a dark, endless tunnel impenetrable to divine sense.
“I feel the oppressive Burial Path principles. This is the terrifying presence within the tomb…” Thunder Sage’s voice trembled. This oppressive aura had nearly cost him his sanity before. Even on the Seven Realms Stone, he couldn’t quell his unease.
“No need to worry. If it comes to a fight, we’ll act,” Lan Xiaobu said, steering the Seven Realms Stone into the dark passage between the spheres.
