The Dumping Pot and the Great Desolate transiting at the same time, even if they weren’t together, added even more might to the lightning tribulation out of nowhere. Luckily, Mo Wuji was a Grade 3 Divine Formation Master, and what he had set up in his haste was also a top grade 2 protective formation, and even though the protective formation was shattered in the end, the two of them at least managed to resist the lightning tribulation.
Three days later, Dumping Pot and Great Desolate who had survived the lightning tribulation landed on Mo Wuji’s new airship in high spirits.
“Grand Master, I’m a Grade 1 Divine Beast.”The pride in Dumping Pot’s tone couldn’t be hidden at all.
The Dumpster was no longer the extremely ugly looking three-legged bird, a powerful divine beast aura permeated through its body. The long, sharp beak was like an absolute lance that had just come out of a refining furnace, carrying a strong devouring aura.
The feathers were like armour, draped over the body with a streamlined beauty. The three horns on his head also didn’t have any semblance of a mosquito’s image in them, and his body contained a strong fire attribute aura.
“Great Wasteland, I’m handsome, right.”The proudly flinging pot landed in front of Great Wasteland.
Compared to Dumping Pot, Great Desolate was much less impressive. It still had a plain and ordinary appearance. His looks were much more rounded than before, and even more ordinary.
Whether it was Dumping Pot or Great Desolate, both were cultivated by Mo Wuji. On the surface, it looked like Dumping Pot had progressed more, however, in Mo Wuji’s eyes, Great Desolate seemed to be a little more powerful.
“Grand Master, I’m currently at the first level of the Breeding God, I’m sure I’ll progress even faster in the future.”Compared to Dumping Pot, Great Desolate’s words were much more plain.
“Good.”Mo Wuji nodded and took out two rings and handed them to Dumping Pot and Great Desolate respectively and said, “I’m going to enter the cabin to retreat for a period of time, you guys take turns to cultivate and take turns to control the airship to fly forward along the Qinghai Road. Be sure to remember to stop the airship as soon as there is danger.”
For countless years, no one had ever heard of anyone crossing the Silent Sea, and Mo Wuji didn’t quite believe that he could cross the Silent Sea in one go. Therefore, while he secretly arranged the next chapter of Luoshu to protect the airship, he also instructed Dumping Pot and Great Desolate.
Great Desolate was a supreme qualification of one hundred and eight Spiritual Lines and Veins, and Dumping Pot was a Divine Beast inherited from the Flood, so he believed that it was the two fellows who controlled the airship, and their cultivation progress wouldn’t be too slow.
The Great Desolate was a little bit better, when Dumping Pot heard that it could control the airship to cross the Silent Sea, it was the most excited. Even though it had made up its mind to cultivate hard before, its determination came and went just as fast.
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The airship was handed over to Dumping Pot and Great Desolate to control, Mo Wuji set up a Spirit Gathering Divine Formation on the airship and started cultivating. In the previous few years, there was no progress in his cultivation, and in Mo Wuji’s opinion it should be because the worries in his heart had affected his dao heart. After all, he had fled all the way and cultivated all the way.
At the moment, Mo Wuji thought that he had no more worries and cultivated without fear, he should cross over to the fourth level of the Yushen God soon.
What made Mo Wuji lose his mind was that after more than a year of his frantic closed-door cultivation, other than the Sea of Consciousness and Divine Yuan being a little more condensed, his cultivation was still hovering at the early third level of the God of Breeding. Not to mention the fourth level of the Breeding Spirit, he was unable to cross over even to the middle of the third level of the Breeding Spirit.
Whereas under Mo Wuji’s divine thought observation, Great Desolate was already at the late stage of the first layer of the Breeding God, and Dumping Pot was just as much in the middle stage of the first level divine beast. This was still because Great Desolate and Dumping Pot took turns controlling the airship, delaying their cultivation. Otherwise, I’m afraid that both Great Desolate and Dumping Pot had advanced.
The only one who didn’t advance was him.
Mo Wuji didn’t continue to cultivate, in his current condition, there was no point in continuing to cultivate. It wasn’t just a matter of insufficient cultivation resources, it was a problem with himself. If he didn’t find this problem, there would no longer be a way to swiftly increase his cultivation.
Without a way to cultivate, there was no way to learn the dan dao, and if he wanted to refine weapons, he ran out of materials. The only thing Mo Wuji could do was to keep studying formations and also start studying the talisman refining in the Holy Dao Talisman.
The entire Silent Sea airspace was just quiet, with only Mo Wuji’s airship flying continuously, and on the airship, Mo Wuji, Dumping Pot and Great Desolate were all doing their own things.
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The Tianfan Sect, after rising for a short period of time a few years ago due to the emergence of a Pang Jie Divine King, had once again fallen into a sinking state. Compared to the once dying condition of the Tianfan Sect’s imminent closure, the Tianfan Sect at this moment was even more broken and desolate.
The peaks that had been moved over from the Pang Jie Divine King Ceremony back then, as well as the Divine Spirit Veins that had been temporarily buried, at this moment, half of them were left. The entire sect was as if it had been gnawed by a dog, and it was in shambles all over the place.
Dozens of disciples from the Nine Diffractions Divine Sect and the Luan Soul Divine Mansion were still looking around the sect for something.
A young girl dressed in black stood outside the Tianfan Sect, her eyes a little red and swollen. All this time, she had been homeless. It was the Heavenly Mortal Sect that gave her a sense of home, here she met a senior brother who was just like her big brother, and here she could cultivate with peace of mind.
Even if it had only been less than a short year, this short year was the most peaceful time she had ever had. During this short period of time she had been cultivating in seclusion at all times, it might not have been easy, at least she didn’t need to worry about being captured at any time.
But it was all too short, so short that it was over before she could react. That big brother Mo who treated her like his own sister and brought her to cultivate, sending her techniques to bring her into the Divine Realm Nest had also disappeared because he was being pursued by powerful people.
After the black-clothed girl stood for a long time, she suddenly grabbed out an altar and placed it on the completely deserted Tianfan Sect square. Then she took one step into the Heavenly Mortal Sect’s wretched sect gate and raised a black line with both hands. Each black line she shot out was like bringing up a side of the world.
A mist of blood exploded in the world of black threads, and one by one, heads were rolled up by the black-robed girl’s black threads and then automatically flew to the altar she had set up.
The heads piled higher and higher, and dozens of cultivators here, even several cultivators at the late Heavenly God stage, did not have any room for resistance under the black threads of this black-clothed maiden.
In just less than an incense stick, these dozens of cultivators were killed by the girl in black.
After the black-clothed girl rolled away all the rings, she took out a jug of wine and a few wine cups and placed them on top of the altar, then respectfully knelt down on the ground, ”My Heavenly Mortal Sect’s Master Ancestors, all the Elders, and many of my brothers and sisters, you all travelled well. Bitter Vegetable has come to see you all today, one day eventually, Bitter Vegetable will kill the Nine Difficulties Divine Sect and the Luan Soul Divine Mansion cleanly, and kill all those who have come to my Heavenly Mortal Sect to make a move. Bitter Vegetable will find Big Brother Mo and help Big Brother raise my Tianfan Sect to greatness once again.”
After saying that, the black-clothed girl knelt down three times then stood up, gazing at the Tianfan Sect’s gate that had already been exterminated.
A full hour passed before her figure abruptly faded before disappearing without a trace. The surrounding space was devoid of any semblance of spatial fluctuations, nor was there any rule aura. Even if someone was here, they wouldn’t be able to perceive how she left.
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The ruins of the Tianfan Sect had been killed dozens of disciples last time, even though these were all ordinary disciples, having dozens of disciples killed in one go, and having an altar set up outside of the Tianfan Sect to commemorate the Tianfan Sect, this was not a small matter.
This matter immediately attracted the attention of several large clans such as the Nine Diffractive Divine Sect and the Luan Soul Divine Mansion, and even though this was the critical moment in the Qinghai Road to find the Silent Dao Sand, the several large clans still sent out numerous strong people to investigate.
After this matter appeared, not only did the several great sects send out strong men to look around for the murderer, it was also the God Kings of the several great sects who also began to search.
Almost immediately after hearing this news, Divine King Li Tian determined that the one who did this was Mo Wuji. Among the fleeing disciples of the Heavenly Vanity Sect, only Mo Wuji had this ability.
The Li Tian Divine King was originally looking for Mo Wuji, and now that he was informed of Mo Wuji’s trail, he even directly put down the Qing Haidao matter and rushed to the Tianfan Sect.
Before this side could even search for Mo Wuji’s traces, news of the disciples of the Nine Difficulties Divine Sect and the Luan Soul Divine Mansion constantly being killed came from outside once again. Almost every few days, there were disciples from these two sects being killed. The strongest of those killed were even at the second level of Divine Monarch.
As the Nine Diffractions Divine Sect and the Luan Soul Divine Mansion continued to have cultivators killed, and the two clans didn’t have half a clue, the two clans finally became anxious.
If this continued, how would the disciples of the two great sects dare to go out again?
Even the Li Tian Divine King was beginning to wonder if the person who did it was Mo Wuji, how much time had passed? No matter how fast and strong Mo Wuji’s cultivation progressed, he wouldn’t be able to take out a strong person at the second level of Divine Monarch, right?
Even the Divine King couldn’t catch the whereabouts of the perpetrator, and for a while, the disciples of the two major sects were even more terrified and didn’t even dare to go out alone.
This avenger of the Tianfan Sect that no one knew about was also known as the Death Roll Call. The Nine Diffractions Divine Sect and Luan Soul Divine Mansion, as well as the sects that had participated in the destruction of the Heavenly Vanity Sect in the first place, as long as a cultivator below the middle stage of Divine Monarch met the Death Roll Call, then there was no more chance of surviving.
The Death Roll Call was like a ghost, no one ever knew where he would appear and who he would kill. No one ever knew who he really was either, if he was the Mo Wuji who was rumoured to have given away the Chaos God Grid.
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Mo Wuji naturally didn’t know about this, he had been in seclusion on Qing Haidao’s airship for four years, and during the four years, he had broken through to the fourth level of the Formation Dao. In other words, the current him he could easily set up a rank four divine formation. Even his Rune Dao had broken through to a rank one Divine Rune Master, and he could refine a rank one Divine Rune out of it.
Unfortunately, he didn’t have enough materials and his cultivation was limited. After his formation dao broke through to a rank four divine formation master and his runic dao advanced to a rank one divine runic master, he never advanced an inch.
Without materials he couldn’t continue to study formation dao, and his cultivation couldn’t advance an inch. The only thing Mo Wuji could do right now was to start refining the Kun Wu Sword and Luo Shu.
On this day, Mo Wuji was in the middle of refining the restrictions in the second layer of the Kunwu Sword when a violent shaking suddenly came from the airship. Before he could go out, the distressing voices of Da Wu and Dumping Pot came simultaneously.
Where did Mo Wuji dare to close his mind, he rushed onto the deck of the airship in a single step.
