Shi Changxing ignored Qizhou Tian, his gaze fixed on Mo Wuji. Clearly, for Mo Wuji to cultivate in such a place, his Dao must be extraordinary. This person gave off no sharp aura, seeming as ordinary as a mortal.
Shi Changxing had seen cultivators of the Mortal Dao before, but defining one’s Dao as mortal typically limited progress to the Fourth Step of the Great Dao at most. Beyond that, one’s pursuit would contradict the Dao itself.
Yet, this person, despite his seemingly modest cultivation, exuded a faint sense of threat. Shi Changxing was certain Qizhou Tian felt it too, or he wouldn’t have suggested a truce first. Qizhou Tian had lured him to this place with a scheme, but now he was willing to pause it, showing how much this young man intrigued him.
“Young man, your Dao is remarkable. It would be a pity if you fell here. Leave now, and we promise not to harm you,” Shi Changxing suddenly said.
Qizhou Tian was momentarily stunned, then understood Shi Changxing’s intent. Shi Changxing’s nature was always hypocritical, and this was a test to gauge the young man’s strength. Having seen the chaos rule slurry, if Shi Changxing were truly willing to let Mo Wuji leave, Qizhou Tian would consider himself blind.
Shi Changxing indeed had no intention of letting Mo Wuji go. His offer was to see if Mo Wuji had the confidence to leave. If Mo Wuji actually tried, he would strike without hesitation. He acted cautiously because he was heavily injured and because Qizhou Tian was his greatest enemy.
Mo Wuji paid no heed to their words. Scanning the two, he deduced they were beyond the Seventh Step, possibly at the Eighth, though he wasn’t sure if they were Dao Ancestors. Both were at their limit, their strength likely below the Seventh Step now. And this was the Kusheng Chaos Zone. Here, Mo Wuji thrived, and even if these two weren’t injured, what could they do to him?
From experience, he sensed Shi Changxing’s words were insincere. One was a true villain, the other a hypocrite.
Raising his Mortal Halberd, Mo Wuji unleashed a surge of killing intent, his Mortal Domain instantly forming and strengthening, locking down the space.
“Two old fools, you wrecked my cave residence and think I’ll just walk away? Heh, you’ve got some imagination…”
As the final word left his lips, Mo Wuji’s halberd slashed down.
In the chaos, where no rules exist, even powerhouses like Qizhou Tian and Shi Changxing must construct their own worlds to survive.
Mo Wuji’s halberd strike seemed to cleave the chaos apart, infusing the space with a sudden vitality—specifically, time rules, which birthed that vitality.
But this vitality wasn’t what Shi Changxing or Qizhou Tian wanted. Seeing Mo Wuji dare to attack them both simultaneously, they could hardly believe it. How audacious must one be to challenge them together?
Only upon striking did Mo Wuji realise that divine abilities don’t depend on scale, but on the one wielding them.
His Heavy Halberd Four Forms was a technique from his immortal realm days, later deemed insufficient as his strength grew, so he rarely used it recently.
Now, at the Sixth Step of the Great Dao, with a deeper grasp of the Time Dao and his own Dao rules transformed, unleashing the Heavy Halberd Four Forms in the boundless chaos conjured vast rivers and a setting sun over a desert.
The halberd summoned billions of Dao rules, tearing through the chaos to reveal an endless sandy plain. At its edge hung a sun, poised to set but not yet fallen.
Qizhou Tian and Shi Changxing, who hadn’t taken Mo Wuji seriously, were abruptly drawn into his divine ability’s intent. They gazed at the boundless desert’s edge, the near-setting sun, and faint wisps of smoke rising, straight as lines in the unmarked sands…
A lone smoke rises straight in the desert, the sun sets round by the long river!
What a poignant scene…
Yet, in an instant, they sensed death’s breath from the nearly fallen sun. If it set, they’d be swept into the vast desert, buried in its solitary smoke.
Qizhou Tian roared, his Qizhou Tian Mourning spear blasting forth. Shi Changxing’s Qizhou Tian Star beneath his feet erupted with infinite Dao rules, as if to carve a new chaotic universe, shredding anything in its path.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Though they were in chaos, the divine ability’s Dao rules birthed vitality, space, and elements that shouldn’t exist, making the booming clear and abrupt.
The desert shattered, sand scattered, the sun collapsed, and the intent dissolved.
All returned to calm. Mo Wuji, gripping his halberd, coldly eyed Qizhou Tian and Shi Changxing. His hair was slightly dishevelled, his breath uneven, but he paid it no mind. This probe confirmed that, despite their injuries, he couldn’t take them down. Against two injured Seventh Step cultivators, his intent would have locked their spatial rules, shaken their minds, and his follow-up strike would have ended them.
These two, though wounded, were tougher than Seventh Step cultivators. Since he couldn’t kill them, he didn’t bother with his Seven Realms Finger. But them trying to trap him was a pipe dream.
Though Qizhou Tian and Shi Changxing broke Mo Wuji’s desert and sun divine ability unscathed, they were too shocked to speak.
This intent divine ability was beyond even Seventh Step cultivators, especially in the chaos, where no Seventh Step could wield such power. It required supreme mastery of universal rules and the ability to craft new Dao rules at will. This man, not yet at the Seventh Step, was clearly destined to reach it soon.
He was undoubtedly a master of his own Dao, unlike Qizhou Tian or Shi Changxing, who didn’t cultivate their own.
“Friend, your Dao is impressive. We can’t keep you,” Shi Changxing conceded frankly, clasping his fists. Without their injuries, they might have tried, but now, they couldn’t.
Qizhou Tian stayed silent, knowing Shi Changxing spoke the truth. With their mutual distrust, they couldn’t trap Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji said coolly, “No need to tell me that. The issue is you two wrecked my cave residence. Are you just going to walk away without a word? If so, don’t blame me for continuing, and even if I can’t take you down today, I believe I will one day. Your strength is close to a Dao Ancestor, if not one. With your images, I can find out who you are once I leave.”
Compensation? Both Shi Changxing and Qizhou Tian felt a surge of frustration. For beings like them to be demanded compensation—was this a joke?
“You dare demand compensation from us?” Qizhou Tian glared at Mo Wuji, his tone icy. A Dao Ancestor’s dignity—who in the Great Universe had the right to demand anything from him?
Though Mo Wuji knew he might not defeat Qizhou Tian, the man’s tone suggested no intent to compensate. Too lazy to argue, Mo Wuji swung his halberd, his vast Mortal Domain surging again. Stepping forward, he pointed a finger.
Seven Realms Finger, Mortal World.
You wrecked my cave, disturbed my cultivation, and when I ask for compensation, you feel wronged?
As Mortal World unfolded, the chaos split again. A void realm stretched with Mo Wuji’s finger, instantly locking the space around Qizhou Tian.
Mo Wuji saw it clearly: Shi Changxing seemed cautious, but Qizhou Tian had no such restraint. Against both, his strength fell short, so he targeted only Qizhou Tian.
As expected, when Mo Wuji struck again, Shi Changxing not only didn’t join but stepped back. Qizhou Tian might lack caution, but Shi Changxing had plenty—he had a daughter, Shi Wanrong, in Anluo Heavenly City. With his reputation, this young man could easily learn of their connection. Facing Mo Wuji’s strength and audacity, how could he dare act?
Killing Mo Wuji would be one thing, but if they failed? In their current state, in this chaos, they likely couldn’t.
Qizhou Tian immediately unleashed his Qizhou Domain, but his injuries prevented it from crushing Mo Wuji’s. Worse, Mo Wuji’s finger intent grew vast, as if it could tear through the chaos, even the Great Universe.
Even as a Dao Ancestor, Qizhou Tian felt small before this finger.
Under it, all beings seemed trivial, like fleeting clouds. Life and death, guided by this finger’s Dao rules, were shaped into the Mortal World.
“Bold!” Qizhou Tian roared. This ant dared use an intent divine ability against him twice. His Qizhou Tian Mourning spear unleashed a torrent of killing intent, striking the Mortal World that sought to bind him.
