Chapter 141

晏 Changsha's understated words seemed to possess even more power than the simultaneous eruption of countless thunderbolts.

In an instant, it was as if the heavens were collapsing!

The dueling platforms, which blotted out the sun, hummed and trembled, as if shaken by an invisible, strange force. The expressions of the many armored warriors upon them changed slightly.

They sensed an unparalleled and immense threat.

"Hmm?!"

Mo Lu's pupils contracted violently for a moment—only a moment, but he had already lost all perception of the outside world.

Indescribable light and heat erupted from the boundless earth, as if an eternally existing Great Sun celestial body was unleashing its life's brilliance in an instant!

It pierced through the gloom and incinerated all directions!

Mo Lu's heart was shaken.

His cultivation was not lacking, and his vision was even greater. Although he could not see, he still perceived what this was.

That Dao soldier named "晏 Changsha" must have cultivated an incomparably powerful body-refining supernatural power. The light and heat that was being emitted

Was actually his blood energy, surging to its extreme, combined with a fist intent that was terrifyingly powerful!

"Form ranks!"

The shock was only momentary. In the next instant, Mo Lu had already activated the dueling platform beneath him, transforming it into layers of divine light that expanded outward to protect him.

At the same time, as his thought moved, the armored warriors arranged on the various dueling platforms seemed to have no fear of this light and heat, which was enough to incinerate the void.

They roared and charged toward the figure rising from the earth, resembling a great sun.

"Ah!"

Screams rose and fell in the light and heat.

Amidst the endless blood energy, 晏 Changsha swept across the Dao soldiers who were vaporizing and disappearing within the blood mist. Countless streams of light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

These were precisely everything that these Dao soldiers who had died at his hands had experienced—their memories, supernatural powers, and even the minor details they themselves had forgotten were clearly visible.

This was the "Ten Thousand Battles Transformation Art," which he had developed after absorbing and integrating the various Dao techniques of this realm with his own knowledge over a hundred years!

I am the furnace, and the heavens and earth are the pill!

All who oppose me will be transformed into my resources, fuel, and medicine!

Boom!

Boom!

Rumble!

Above the long sky, earth-shattering sounds of collision continuously echoed.

At the violently shaking summit of Mount Motian, Mo Yin couldn't help but click his tongue. Even though this was not the first time he had seen this scene, it still shocked him greatly.

In the past hundred years, he had defected from the outer sect of Xuan Du, counter-attacking and killing many Xuan Du outer sect elders, disciples, and even some heretical demonic figures and experts from unorthodox sects.

He had gained a considerable reputation in the cultivation world of Da Yong.

But only he himself knew that it was not he who had done all of this, but his Dao soldier!

After a hundred years of cultivation, he was no longer the ignorant little fatty he had been. He knew very well that his Dao soldier was not in a normal state.

Because he was not bound by his own cultivation at all, and had long surpassed his current "Three Tribulations" cultivation.

"Da Yong Dynasty..."

Mo Yin whispered in his heart. He did not care about any emperor or son of heaven, just as he did not care much about his identity as a disciple of Xuan Du Sect.

But these people were pressing him step by step, and even killed the mother who raised him, so they were unforgivable.

Whoosh!

Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, he stopped paying attention to the battle outside. With a thought, he plunged into his inner world.

More than a hundred years was insignificant to a cultivator, and even more so to a world.

But his inner world had undergone earth-shaking changes compared to a hundred years ago.

Three times of tribulation, and high-level tribulation at that, had expanded his inner world more than tenfold compared to the past!

And that "Thunder Pool," which coiled high in the sky and gathered all the thunder essence of the inner world, seemed to have expanded far more than tenfold.

The "Dao Soldier Seeds" within, circulating like "fish roe," were even more numerous than could be counted.

This was not the first time he had taken notice of these Dao Soldier Seeds. In fact, he had tried many times over the past hundred years to cultivate more "Reincarnation Dao Soldiers."

Unfortunately, they had all failed.

As a result, when he was being chased by the Xuan Du Sect in a perilous situation, he had to activate the dueling platform and rely on the Da Yong Dynasty to repel the enemy.

But because of this, his aura was captured by the "Dueling Divine Mountain," and he could not avoid the prying eyes of the Da Yong royal family.

"Tian Du City is far more dangerous than other places. Relying on Changsha alone may not be enough..."

Looking at the Dao Soldier Seeds in the Thunder Pool, which were like stars, Mo Yin was deep in thought.

He didn't care about Mo Lu.

But he couldn't help but care about the Da Yong Dynasty, which had ruled the world for eight hundred thousand years, and his father, Mo Tianqing, who had abandoned him while he was still in swaddling clothes.

Mo Lu thought he was extremely talented, but with the Da Yong royal family's mountain-like resources, he had only barely passed the Three Tribulations.

But his bastard-born father had cultivated to the Three Tribulations without anything, and killed all his brothers of the same generation.

In a position of absolute disadvantage, he obtained the Da Yong throne and took control of the Dueling Divine Mountain.

"Hoo!"

Cutting off distracting thoughts, Mo Yin stretched out his hand, and the world responded. A streak of thunder dragons, as if summoned, rolled a Dao Soldier Seed from the Thunder Pool.

This Dao Soldier Seed was shaped like a goose egg, but it was thirty feet tall, with dense patterns on it, and faint electric arcs running across it.

It exuded a dangerous aura.

"Reincarnation Dao Soldier..."

Stroking this Dao Soldier Seed, Mo Yin was extremely cautious.

Compared to the many dueling Dao Soldiers that had already been refined, he placed more importance on Reincarnation Dao Soldiers. This was not only because of 晏 Changsha's amazing performance.

But also because of the Daoist who claimed to be the artifact spirit of the "Derivation World Sandbox."

In his inner world, he knew everything, but he could not detect the slightest aura of that Daoist, as if he had never existed.

Crack~

Just like the previous mana infusion, Mo Yin was just trying it out of habit, but the sound of a crack made him raise his eyebrows and feel joy.

Sure enough, after he accelerated the mana infusion, the Dao Soldier Seed was covered with cracks in just a few moments.

A hand punched through the "eggshell."

It was a young man with seven-foot height and full of silver hair. He seemed a little dazed and did not know where he was, but the aura on his body was slowly increasing.

The refining of Dao Soldiers, of course, does not start from scratch, but fits the cultivation of the Cave Heaven Master at this time.

In other words, if it cannot be refined, then so be it, but once it is refined, although the cultivation of the Dao Soldier is lower than one's own, at the very least, it will be one or two tribulations, and even three tribulations is not impossible!

"Hmm?!"

Mo Yin was carefully examining the 'Reincarnation Dao Soldier' emerging from the cocoon when his heart suddenly moved, and he looked up, his pupils shrinking suddenly.

He saw that in the four poles of the firmament, endless thunder essence was being swallowed into the Thunder Pool at a speed that shocked him.

Then, the Thunder Pool began to shrink and collapse.

In what seemed like only a few moments, the Thunder Pool, which had collapsed to the point of being almost invisible to the naked eye, collided again, becoming as large as a star.

Then, in Mo Yin's shocked gaze, one 'Dao Soldier Seed' after another fell from the sky, vast as rain, continuous and endless.

The refining of Dao Soldiers is not easy. Behind any Dao Soldier is a mountain of resources.

With his accumulation over the years, he asked himself that he could only refine three or five Reincarnation Dao Soldiers, but at this time, the Dao Soldier Seeds, like rain.

How could there be only hundreds?

Dong dong dong~

One Dao Soldier Seed after another pulled with thunder light and electric snakes falling from the sky, hitting all directions, and then, there were continuous sounds of cracking and tearing.

Huff~

After digesting the information that appeared out of thin air in his mind and the body filled with explosive power, Jing Xiaolou looked back to the four directions.

The thunder essence, which was rampant and dancing, filled this world, making it like a kingdom of thunder gods.

"Another world..."

Jing Xiaolou murmured to himself, unable to calm down for a while.

He had not yet truly stepped out of Xuan Xing, but he never thought that he could come to another world?

Feeling the 'extraordinary particles' filling the world, Jing Xiaolou's heart beat uncontrollably.

Compared to Xuan Xing, where the extraordinary particles are thin, this place is simply a paradise for Qi refiners!

He strongly suspected that in such a world, even a pig could gain intelligence, right?

"This..."

Mo Yin, who was shocked by the rain-like thunder eggs, took a long time to recover.

He only glanced at Jing Xiaolou, who had broken out of his shell, and thought about where the aura that had disappeared for hundreds of years was.

The one who could cause such a big movement in the inner world and be able to hide it from himself was naturally only that Daoist.

Huff~

The horizon was near.

Mo Yin only felt the streamer change before his eyes, and in the next instant, he had already seen the Daoist lying high above the heavy clouds, holding the Thunder Pool in his palm.

"You're awake!"

For some reason, at the moment when he saw the Daoist, Mo Yin's somewhat restless heart calmed down inexplicably.

Worries, anxieties, fears, and restlessness all disappeared.

He was surprised and felt that his 'artifact spirit' was somewhat unusual...

"Do you want to be an emperor?"

An Qisheng held the Thunder Pool and looked at Mo Yin. He naturally already knew about his deeds in these years.

Although a hundred years was only a snap of the fingers, the little fatty of that year had matured too much and changed too much. He no longer had the immaturity and ignorance of that year, but had more depth and decisiveness.

However, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that variables were still variables.

A hundred years ago, he had asked this little fatty to join the Xuan Du Sect, just to try to take him out of the endless continent where the winds and clouds gathered.

Unfortunately...

The dragon enters the sea, the tiger enters the mountains and forests, it seems to be a fixed number, which cannot be violated.

However, he has seen too many people and things while walking through the various worlds, and naturally he will not be easily touched. If it does not work for a while, it does not matter.

"I don't want to be this emperor. But they are forcing me so much, so I have to do it!"

Mo Yin raised his eyebrows, his eyes shining with light and anger:

"Not only do I want to do it, but I want to do it ten times better than his Mo Tianqing!"

"Then so be it."

An Qisheng didn't care much. The moment Mo Yin's voice exited, his heart suddenly moved.

The Daoyi Diagram hidden deep in his soul suddenly moved!

More than a hundred years ago, he failed to deduce Mo Yin with Daoyi supernatural power for the first time, but he did not give up. In these years, the deduction of the Daoyi Diagram has not stopped for a moment.

And at this time, it seems to have gained something?

With a thought, he captured the words that flashed across the mottled and desolate scroll.

Heavenly Emperor?!