Chapter 64

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In the desolate wilderness, dotted with sparse hills and dense, chaotic winds.

Even in the wild, Chen Mo was devoted to his cultivation. Since he had brought a considerable amount of pills and resources when he set out, his cultivation advanced rapidly over the past month.

Not only did he advance to the third stage of Spirit Master, but he also devoured several cultivation techniques, advancing the Great Brightness Divine Technique from the second level to the third level.

These were not the only surprises. The greatest one was that with the third leaf growing on the sapling of the Brightness Divine Tree in his sea of consciousness, the tree began to take shape. This greatly enhanced and expanded his sea of consciousness.

In the clear and spiritual sea of consciousness, a thread of pure divine sense was stimulated.

Divine sense is a force that cannot be seen or touched but truly exists. It not only makes one more sensitive in battle but is also a necessary threshold for professions like alchemists to enter.

It was no wonder Huai Haomiao recommended him to Changchun Valley; he must have sensed that Chen Mo's sea of consciousness was extraordinary.

Although Chen Mo was pleasantly surprised by the stimulation of divine sense, upon careful consideration, it seemed reasonable. After all, the legendary Brightness Divine Race was renowned for their exceptional divine sense.

Every time the Brightness Divine Tree in his sea of consciousness grew, it had a certain effect on enhancing the sea of consciousness.

However, the cost was also enormous. Coupled with the gluttonous Little Eight, the resources he had gathered with great effort were almost depleted within a short month.

Thinking about this, a chill ran down his spine, wondering how many resources he would need to fill the black holes in his body in the future.

Suddenly, while Chen Mo was cultivating, his sea of consciousness inexplicably jolted, as if a great calamity was about to descend.

He quickly darted behind several trees, leaping onto an ancient tree in just a few breaths, and hid himself.

Little Eight clung to Chen Mo's back, his claws gripping Chen Mo's shoulders, his body curled up, clearly sensing the danger.

His sea of consciousness jolted again, and his heart skipped a beat. The sense of danger did not dissipate but grew stronger. Only by using the Breath Concealment Technique to its utmost did he feel a bit more at ease.

"Boom!"

Just as Chen Mo had hidden, the tree where he had been resting exploded, a scorching wave of heat visibly spreading out. The aftereffects felt like a steel blade scraping his skin, burning and searing.

The power was formidable, leaving one speechless.

Chen Mo and Little Eight, the two brothers in adversity, cautiously poked their heads out to look. They saw two figures, one chasing and one fleeing, facing off not far away.

"Poison Guanyin! Do you really intend to oppose this old man?" The rough, hoarse voice of the man was imposing, indicating he was a person of high status.

Poison Guanyin?

Chen Mo couldn't help but look at the other figure.

Her face was covered with a thin veil, making it hard to see clearly, but her slender figure and dignified aura suggested she was a beautiful woman.

"Hmph... You deserve to die." The woman's voice was melodious, like pearls rolling on a jade plate, each word clear and distinct. However, it carried an indescribable cold and icy chill.

Chen Mo felt a shiver run down his spine, thinking how cold and clear her voice was.

The woman had a graceful figure, dressed in a dark blue silk dress, with dark blue hair cascading down to her waist. Her eyes were like ice that had never melted, clear and piercing. Her exposed skin was as white as congealed fat, smooth and delicate.

However, her face was covered with a black veil, making it impossible to see her features.

A few wisps of pale mist wrapped around her, like the silk ribbons of a princess's gown, or like venomous snakes ready to strike. As soon as she finished speaking, her aura surged, and her dark blue qi radiated outward.

The old man, however, had a dark and gloomy expression. His body was enveloped in a surge of fiery qi, his tattered clothes fluttering in the windless air, and a scorching heat wave rolled out.

His appearance was also striking and unique, standing nine feet tall, with red hair, beard, and eyebrows, and eyes that glowed with a fiery red. He strode confidently, exuding a formidable presence, without a hint of old age.

A faint layer of fiery qi radiated from his body, forming a crimson fire cloud that enveloped him, making him look mighty and awe-inspiring.

The fiery qi from the old man grew stronger, while the dark blue qi from the woman became more intense.

The fiery qi spread several yards, scorching all the grass and trees. Wherever it spread, the plants withered and turned to black ash. As the qi surged, the woman's figure disappeared from Chen Mo's sight.

"Want to kill me? You're not qualified!" The old man roared, raising his fist, which condensed with qi, flames rising like lava, and he punched the air in front of him.

Qi! Innate Qi!

These two were clearly innate-level experts.

As soon as he sensed the terrifying aura they emitted, Chen Mo crouched deeper on the tree. Are you kidding? Each of these terrifying experts had an aura no weaker than Qu Xinghe, and perhaps even slightly stronger. If he faced such a terrifying figure, he would surely be killed with a single slap.

"You, you deserve to die."

The woman's voice echoed, and then a massive dark blue sword finger suddenly appeared, piercing through the layers of fiery qi clouds and pointing at the old man's fist.

"Explode!"

A sly smile appeared on the old man's lips. Muscles on his exposed arms bulged like fire dragons, and countless fiery qi formed a vortex, surging forward. The massive fist erupted like a volcano, the flames twisting the air, creating a suction force that pulled in sand and rocks, which quickly turned into real lava.

"Extremely Dark Thousand Nightmare Hand."

The woman reacted quickly. As soon as the old man roared, she knew something was wrong. In the air, the dark blue sword finger multiplied, from one to two, from two to three, and in a blink, became countless. They danced in the sky, blocking out the sun, like black lotus petals.

Part of them fiercely stabbed at the incoming flames, while the rest rapidly spun, forming a dark blue sword shield to block the incoming fiery qi.

"Boom!"

The powers of the two innate-level experts collided.

Fiery red flames and dark blue mysterious qi swirled like a storm, creating waves that spread in all directions, like a tsunami.

Even from over ten yards away, Chen Mo could feel the destructive and violent aura.

At this moment, the only thing he could do was to bury himself deeper. He held his breath, not wanting these two world-class experts to notice him. He bitterly smiled and silently prayed, hoping they would move to another place after a few more strikes.

He didn't want to be a small fish caught in the crossfire.

However, Chen Mo's prayers seemed to have no effect.

The cold woman took a small step, and before one shadow disappeared, another appeared in front of the old man, leaving a trail of black shadows. The layers of shadows were distinct, like a thousand-leaf lotus, splendid and beautiful.

Her delicate hands lightly touched, and the old man's fist smashed down, the sound of breaking air continuous. The air vibrated, making Chen Mo inwardly groan. Little Eight, the divine beast, curled up and trembled, completely disregarding his dignity.

The old man roared, his body enveloped in scorching flames. He appeared and disappeared, leaving a series of black footprints. White smoke rose from the black footprints, and when he stepped on trees, the intense heat instantly turned them to ashes.

"Kill!" A roar emerged from the old man's throat, making Chen Mo feel as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, his mind buzzing and his head aching.

The old man instantly transformed into a lava-cast figure, emitting a terrifying heat. Within a few yards, even stones were burned to ashes, and red lava flowed freely.

"Boom!" He stomped his foot, causing a loud explosion, the ground trembling and cracking, forming a deep pit. His fist tore through the air, like a raging dragon emerging from the sea, roaring: "Poison Dragon Wind Drill!"

The woman did not stop, and her entire body collided with the attack.

Chen Mo watched, feeling a sense of regret, thinking the woman was surely doomed, and the outcome was about to be decided.

"Dark Lotus, you die!" A fierce excitement flashed across the old man's face, his smile cruel and sinister.

So her name is Dark Lotus, a beautiful and mysterious name, but alas, beauty is often short-lived...

"Whoosh..." Chen Mo vaguely heard a sound like leaves rustling in the wind.

As the dark blue figure of Dark Lotus was about to collide with the fist that tore through the air, she suddenly transformed into a dense ink-like qi mist, drifting back, and reappeared several yards away.

The old man's devastating attack completely missed.

This miraculous transformation made Chen Mo inwardly exclaim in admiration.

The old man's smiling face turned to shock, as if he had seen a ghost, and he leaped back, his feet stomping the air, making "puff puff" sounds, landing over ten yards away.

A faint ripple spread from the point where the red and black qi met, quickly thickening, creating invisible waves in the air, like ocean waves.

Wherever the ripple passed, a thick layer of wood chips was left on the trees, indicating they had been shattered.

Chen Mo was immensely shocked, thinking how powerful it was. He hadn't noticed that while Dark Lotus seemed to be retreating, she was actually setting up a deadly trap. She was indeed fierce and ruthless.

Anyone who provoked such a woman would surely be in deep trouble.

Chen Mo had heard that after advancing to the innate-level Spirit Master, one's qi could be released without hindrance, forming a protective qi aura that could be controlled at will. This aura is also called innate qi.

The innate qi carries the characteristics of the cultivation technique one practices.

The woman's qi aura was extremely bizarre, something Chen Mo had never heard of.

"Poison Guanyin, do you really think this old man fears you?" The old man's voice was like a bell, but his tone was sinister. The previous attack had clearly injured him, and he was now both shocked and angry.

While Chen Mo inwardly admired the fight, he couldn't help but bitterly smile, thinking, "Can't you two powerful beings fight somewhere else? I'm innocent, really innocent."

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