What came into view was a dust-filled cave.
Mo Fan looked down and saw a structure resembling an altar beneath his feet.
The altar was engraved with countless intricate runes, forming a massive circular array pattern. Around the array pattern stood several zhang-tall pillars, each with a groove.
Yet the entire altar held only him, standing alone.
“As expected, we were not teleported together!”
Mo Fan murmured to himself, then scanned the grooves on the surrounding pillars.
Each groove contained a crystal, though most had turned grayish-white. Only two grooves still held silver crystals.
Silver crystals?
Mo Fan frowned, unsure what these things were. He walked to one pillar and touched a silver crystal.
Instantly, he sensed an extremely violent energy within it, but it belonged to no attribute he recognized.
“What on earth is this?”
Mo Fan tried to extract it with demonic power, but it was impossible. As soon as the power touched it, it dissipated into nothing.
Seeing this, Mo Fan simply reached out to pry it loose, yet it yielded no results. It was as if the crystal were welded in place.
“Hey! I refuse to believe this!”
Mo Fan chuckled in frustration. It was the first time a mere stone had stumped him. He considered using Black Thorn to pry it, but then his eyes lit up.
“Right! This thing is also a stone. Since it powers the teleportation array here, it must be similar to spirit stones.
Could it be a special kind of spirit stone?
Then, can Money Coin replicate it?”
Mo Fan muttered inwardly, then acted without hesitation. He summoned Money Coin and infused it with demonic power.
Buzz—
The next moment, Money Coin shot a beam of light onto the silver crystal in the groove.
Without keeping Mo Fan waiting long, an identical silver crystal appeared before him.
It worked!
Mo Fan’s eyes gleamed. He stored Money Coin, grabbed the floating silver crystal, and examined it, yet discerned nothing. He considered absorbing its energy with the Great Sun Breathing Method, but soon abandoned the idea.
“The energy in this crystal is clearly far more violent than ordinary spiritual qi. Absorbing it rashly, who knows if it might affect my body…
Better to store it first and let Bai Yaoyao study it later!”
Mo Fan thought it over, then swallowed the crystal into his body.
With Money Coin, he had no worry of running out. One was enough!
After storing the silver crystal, Mo Fan examined his surroundings again.
He found the altar beneath him was not tall, merely over two zhang.
Moreover, the cave was man-made, as evident from the clear sword marks on the walls.
Beyond that, the cave contained nothing else.
Mo Fan’s gaze finally settled on the distance, where a stone door sealed the cave. Opening it should reveal the outside scenery.
With that in mind, Mo Fan wasted no time. He flew down from the altar toward the stone door.
But just then, a boom echoed from behind.
Mo Fan turned to see the once-calm altar suddenly overflowing with light. A beam shot up from the array pattern, and soon a figure appeared atop it.
Someone else teleported in?
Mo Fan’s eyes flashed, but he remained still, watching quietly.
As the light faded, Mo Fan noticed one of the altar’s two remaining silver crystals had turned grayish-white.
“Does each silver crystal support one cultivator’s teleportation?”
Mo Fan pondered, then turned his gaze to the figure on the altar.
It was a woman with a striking figure.
Young in age, she possessed remarkable beauty, tall stature, and cascading black hair.
She wore a moon-white robe, with a vermilion mole between her brows. At that moment, she curiously scanned the surroundings, her gaze finally landing on Mo Fan.
“Human?”
“Demon?”
They spoke simultaneously, both stunned.
The instant the woman appeared, Mo Fan sensed the human aura on her. Yet her cultivation eluded him.
With that, Mo Fan activated his Verdant Eye Divine Ability. Green ghostly light flickered in his eyes, revealing her cultivation.
Early Core Formation!
A human Core Formation cultivator!
Mo Fan was somewhat surprised, then frowned. After a brief thought, he vanished from his spot.
When he reappeared, he was before the female cultivator, his fist already smashing toward her!
“How bold!”
The woman snorted coldly, formed a hand seal, and chanted. A round shield materialized before her.
Boom!
Mo Fan’s fist struck the shield, unleashing a deafening roar.
“Hmph! A mere peak Demon General runt dares to attack me. You court death!”
“My Heavenly Gang Shield is a defensive treasure. Though only a low-grade one, it is not something a little Demon General like you can…”
Crack!
Before she finished, a crisp sound rang from the shield, followed by countless cracks.
Bang!
The next moment, the so-called Heavenly Gang Shield exploded!
“What?!”
The woman widened her eyes in shock, cried out, then tapped her foot on the altar. She turned into a residual shadow, flying backward. With a wave of her hand, a flying sword appeared before her.
She formed a seal, and the sword instantly multiplied into dozens!
“Go!”
The swords turned into streaks of rainbow light, slashing toward Mo Fan.
Mo Fan’s expression grew solemn. His right hand enlarged instantly, and he swatted all incoming swords away with one slap!
“Hah!”
With a娇喝, a black miniature mountain pressed down from above!
Mo Fan punched without hesitation, sending the black mountain flying!
Then, wings unfurled from his back, and he vanished in an instant.
The woman, incredulous, was forming seals when a crimson talisman appeared before her. A powerful hand already gripped her throat.
“Resist again, and I kill you now!”
A cold voice rang in her ear. She saw those indifferent pupils and froze, not daring to move.
Seeing this, Mo Fan swallowed the crimson talisman into his body space, severing its link to her.
“If you dare kill me, my senior brother will never let you go!”
The woman gritted her teeth, her face unsightly, eyes filled with fear, though she quickly hid it.
“Where are you from?” Mo Fan asked.
But she clamped her mouth shut, glaring coldly while threatening, “I advise you not to err. You are just a little Demon General. No need to offend me and lose your life!”
“Then it’s a pity. You cannot even beat this little Demon General of mine!”
Mo Fan sneered, then coldly said, “Since you refuse to cooperate, do not blame me!”
With that, light bloomed from his brow, and the tiger pattern emerged.
Instantly, a wisp of ghost mist flew from the tiger pattern into the woman’s brow!
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