Chapter 1016

It would be nice if things went this smoothly, but the net can only take one step at a time. Han Li wasn't that optimistic, replying calmly.

At that moment, a loud "Boom!" came from behind him. Han Li didn't turn around but immediately knew a gold magnetic spirit wood had been cut down. He felt no panic, for he was only a few dozen zhang from the great hall ahead.

He could even clearly see, atop the hall's gate twenty or thirty zhang high, a strange plaque neither gold nor wood, with the three large golden ancient characters "Kunwu Hall" written in vigorous, flying strokes.

Han Li exhaled lightly, hesitated briefly, then once again drew from his sleeve the jade bottle containing the ten-thousand-year spirit liquid and swallowed a drop.

Instantly, the magic power depleted from resisting the gold magnetic heavy light replenished within him, and the azure light, golden arcs, and purple flames on his body flared up together.

Han Li then quickened his pace, taking large strides toward the hall gate.

In the underground seventh level of the Kunwu Mountain Demon-Suppressing Tower, a clear cracking sound rang out. The crystal wall that had blocked the big-headed monster Gu Mo and his companions for a moment finally shattered under the furious assault of their treasures, crystal fragments scattering and fading in the air.

"Let's go. This wall truly deserves to be the Xuantian Sect's sect-protecting treasure, able to hold us back this long." The monster extended his hand, recalling the silver-bright small sword hovering above his head into his sleeve.

"After this long, the Poison Saint Sect people surely haven't actually taken the treasure yet, have they?" Another Ye family elder similarly put away his white jade ruler, asking with concern.

"Don't worry! Even if they obtain that heaven-piercing spirit treasure, they certainly couldn't wield it immediately. Even if they get it, we'll just snatch it back right away." Gu Mo said expressionlessly beside them.

"Not bad. What Elder Han said is exactly what I intended to do." The big-headed monster laughed loudly, then led the way into the seventh level's exit.

The Ye family elder nodded slightly, then could only follow with a dry laugh.

In the blink of an eye, the three passed through the sloping stone steps and appeared in the stone chamber with the teleportation formation.

Seeing the black-and-white small teleportation formation, the three were startled just like the Poison Saint Sect members. But after Gu Mo swept his gaze over both formations, his eyes stopped on the black one, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

"Why are there two teleportation formations? Which leads to the eighth level? Or are both?" The old Ye family elder murmured, but his eyes fell on the white formation, since residual spiritual fluctuations still lingered there from the Poison Saint Sect's earlier use.

"No need to choose—this one will do." Gu Mo stared at the black teleportation formation, his voice somewhat strange.

"Use that formation? But the Poison Saint Sect people are..."

The old man was just about to ask something strange when Gu Mo beside him suddenly flicked his sleeve without warning. A black demonic arm shot out like lightning, moving so fast the old man only heard a wind sound by his ear before his entire head was seized by an icy demonic claw on his crown.

"Ah!" The old man cried out in alarm, only managing a shout before his head "Pop!" was crushed like a watermelon,

brains and blood bursting out several inches high!

Yet even thus, Gu Mo did not cease. Almost simultaneously, he opened his mouth and spat out a streak of black demonic flame, swift and fierce, instantly enveloping the still-falling headless body. Threads of green smoke rose within the black flames.

The old man's body instantly turned to ash, and within the black flame appeared a Nascent Soul wrapped in a white misty light, clutching the pure white jade ruler tightly in both hands, its face filled with panic.

"Seventh Uncle! Save me!" The Nascent Soul desperately poured spiritual power into the ruler while shrieking miserably at the big-headed monster. Wrapped in the black flame, it could not perform instant movement.

But a strange sight appeared: the big-headed monster stared expressionlessly at the Ye family elder's Nascent Soul struggling in the black flame, showing utter indifference.

Soon, the Nascent Soul's protective light only lasted a moment before rupturing under a sudden surge of the black flame.

After a miserable scream, the old man's Nascent Soul was turned to nothing by the black demonic flame.

Poor old man—until his last breath, he could not believe what had happened to him, vanishing completely from this world amid his bitter resentment.

"How could you act now? Wasn't it said we'd strike only at the final layer?" Finally, the big-headed monster spoke coldly, seeming somewhat dissatisfied.

"I originally thought we'd only see the target at the final layer, but here I already sensed its presence, so naturally there's no need for this man to remain beside us as an eyesore. You don't happen to have regrets, do you?" Gu Mo glanced sideways at the monster, expressionless.

"Just a junior—what regrets could I have?" The monster fell silent for a moment, then said with a complex expression.

"It's best if you think that way. As long as we rescue the Saint Ancestor's incarnation, the Saint Ancestor will bestow upon you a secret technique to infuse demonic qi. With your talent, you have at least a sixty or seventy percent chance to directly advance to the Spirit Transformation stage." Gu Mo said satisfied.

"Hmph! If it weren't for my lifespan nearing its end, I wouldn't have so easily betrayed the Ye family to assist you, a demon." The monster snorted coldly, his eyes flickering uncertainly.

"Demon! If you succeed in infusing demonic qi, you'll become a member of our Saint Race thereafter. In our Saint Realm, people like you, human cultivators transformed into Saint Race descendants, are by no means few—what is there to hesitate about?" Gu Mo curled his lip, speaking indifferently.

"Enough nonsense—let's just go. Better to act now than dream too long." The monster seemed unwilling to continue the topic, flashing onto the black teleportation formation.

Gu Mo saw this, snorted coldly, and also stepped a few paces onto the formation.

As soon as the black teleportation formation was activated, their figures vanished within the spiritual light.

The next moment, the monster and Gu Mo suddenly appeared in an identical formation, surrounded by flickering dim light, seeming somewhat dark and blurred.

"Where is this?" The monster, having just recovered from dizziness, immediately looked around, his face showing surprise and doubt.

"You'd better look up, Brother Dao—it's above." A voice came from beside him, Gu Mu's slightly excited tone.

Upon hearing this, the monster hurriedly looked up as instructed—and was startled.

Only then did he see, at a height of over a hundred zhang, various restriction lights flashing densely, and at their center, a black shadow like a small mountain hovering motionless, its entire body wrapped in thick black chains as wide as bowls, and simultaneously covered with countless restriction talismans of various colors.

Near the black shadow floated copper mirrors spraying yellow light pillars, forming a huge cage that tightly enclosed the shadow.

Upon seeing the black shadow's form clearly, the Ye family monster gasped in cold air, his heart greatly shaken!

This was actually a twin-headed silver wolf over a hundred zhang in size—though covered in restrictions, its fur shone with silver light, like pure forged silver, making one feel at once the divine majesty of the giant wolf.

Yet strangely, one wolf head remained silver-white, while the other, from the neck down, turned jet-black and glossy, wrapped in a layer of dark aura, and on its skull grew a purple horn, making it look extraordinarily ferocious and vicious.

At this moment, both wolf heads, vastly different in appearance, had their eyes tightly closed, as if both were asleep—whether due to the restrictions, no one knew.

"Is this the Saint Ancestor's incarnation you spoke of?" The big-headed monster frowned and asked.

"Exactly. This is the incarnation of the Elemental Annihilation Saint Ancestor of our Saint Realm. The Elemental Annihilation Saint Ancestor ranks among the top five Saint Ancestors in our Saint Realm. Of course, this is not his true form now—only a wisp of fragmented soul possessing a spirit-realm demon wolf. But even so, it is not comparable to an ordinary Spirit Transformation cultivator. Without interference from the Spirit Realm, it is absolutely an invincible existence in the Human Realm. In the past, the Elemental Annihilation Saint Ancestor was one of the Three Sovereigns when our Saint Realm descended into the Human Realm." Gu Mo said proudly.

"Elemental Annihilation Saint Ancestor!" The monster murmured softly.

"Ye Brother, guard me for a moment. I'll first perform the secret technique to communicate with the Saint Ancestor's soul." Gu Mo suddenly turned and said this.

"Fine, go ahead and cast your spell." The big-headed monster seemed to have completely abandoned his reservations, agreeing readily.

Gu Mo appeared to trust the monster completely. Seeing his agreement, he immediately formed hand seals, and a stream of black demonic qi rose from his body, completely submerging his form within it.

Immediately, a low roar sounded, and a double-headed, four-armed demonic apparition appeared amidst the sound of bursting bones. This apparition was several zhang tall, its massive body emanating a shocking, heaven-reaching killing aura—even the big-headed monster's expression changed slightly as he retreated a few steps.

Immediately after, Gu Mo emitted low, indistinct incantations from both mouths, and his four arms, covered in oily bright scales, all formed seals in the black aura, appearing like a demon god.

Though the big-headed monster cautiously guarded his surroundings, his eyes remained fixed on the double-headed giant wolf in the air, watching for any change.

After the time it takes to finish a cup of tea, Gu Mo suddenly stopped chanting, opened his large mouth, and spat out a mass of black-red essence blood toward the sky. At the same time, he raised his four arms, and four black law seals shot into the essence blood and vanished.

That mass of essence blood instantly turned into a strange blood pattern, flashing upward and disappearing.

But in the next moment, that blood pattern strangely appeared on the forehead of the black wolf head. Immediately, the horn's spiritual light flashed, the black wolf's eyelids twitched slightly, and its eyes finally opened halfway—purple light blazing, as if two purple suns appeared between the eyelids, making it impossible to look at directly.

Gu Mo and the big-headed monster did not know that, at the very moment the colossal black wolf head was awakened, in a nearby sealed space within a certain palace, a silver box on an offering table flashed with light simultaneously, as if something had been awakened. And above that silver box floated a half-foot-long jade-green wooden ruler, slowly turning continuously, its spiritual light perfectly covering the box below.

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