Chapter 1063: Killing Formation Master

For a cultivator to form a Core, they must first forge their Natal Dharma Treasure.

Mo Hua's situation was special—his foundation in flesh and spiritual power was shallow, so ordinary Natal Dharma Treasures were simply unsuitable for him.

Even if he forced himself to use one, he could only barely form an ordinary Core.

His future cultivation would become even more mediocre than the masses, falling a greater distance behind the other prodigies, with almost no possibility of remedy.

Therefore, he could only abandon the common Dharma Treasure form, seek another path, and instead use formations, refining them into

After Xie Chen left, Dr. Ye brought Yoshida Ayumi into the inner bedroom and asked her to wait there for a moment.

Just then, a dark cloud as if covering the entire sky descended, slamming down violently a thousand meters in front of Huan Tian. As it hit the ground, the earth trembled violently, emitting a series of rumbling sounds.

An intense battle unfolded passionately in the boundless high sky outside Purple Moon City—gorgeous sword Qi and majestic blade Qi blasted out continuously, brilliant radiance flashed without cease, and violent explosions rang out one after another.

As the immortal spiritual Qi gradually dispersed, most of the people, after casting a grateful glance at Lu Fei, silently dispersed as well. Those who remained were the eight late-stage Golden Immortals and those two people whose depths he could not fathom at all.

Meanwhile, Xi Qin, who was wholeheartedly playing the qin to soothe the increasingly chaotic spiritual power flows caused by the loss of the formation heart, was immediately pulled into Wu Ya's protective layer by her. As for Ji Xinyu, he had enough strength to keep himself out of danger.

Ning Xiang smiled charmingly. Bathed in the firelight's reflection, her already heavenly beauty was now flushed red, exuding an exceptionally alluring aura. Inhaling the faint fragrance emanating from her, Qin Yi felt a sudden daze.

Gradually, the Qin people crowding before the pass also stopped their steps. Everyone turned their heads to look north in unison. One voice, two voices, ten voices, a hundred voices, thousands upon thousands—nearly all the Qin people opened their mouths and sang along. The Qin wind pierced the clouds, echoing through the heavens.

These were all raised by the quack doctor, their hands stained with the blood of innocent commoners. Too long had passed, and they could no longer kill people, so they had no honor of Wu Gong. For goods like these, death alone is not enough.

No one will pay attention to him, but I don't know how many eyes are watching me! A single misstep in my actions, a single slip of the tongue, will become a weapon in others' hands against me.

The seawater surged violently, as if wanting to swallow the heavens and devour the earth. Yet Lu Ming and his two companions appeared like reclusive masters, utterly composed and at ease. No one could have imagined that the three of them would soon stir up a storm of blood in the South Emperor Hall.

The young Great Emperor is carved by the Dao of Heaven and Earth, recording the Dao marks and bearing of the young Great Emperors of old.

Since keeping it is useless, why cling to it? Suddenly, Qian Feng recalled many past events, and at this moment felt that he on Soaring Cloud Peak was nothing more than a prisoner caged by an invisible prison—

—that was all.

"Quickly investigate for me—who exactly bought away the Red Armor Rock Dragon's chest scales!" the man said through gritted teeth.

Murong Qingwan, who had just finished washing up, was slightly stunned. Murong Yixuan—no, Big Brother—what on earth had brought him into the palace this time?

And the Hashirama cells undoubtedly brought him tremendous help. When using Amaterasu, he could barely feel any side effects, and the side effects of Deletion only brought a slight discomfort, along with a massive consumption of chakra. With his current chakra volume, he could use Deletion at most four times.

Suddenly, a gust of fierce wind rushed toward his face. It was Qian Ye who, seeing Gu Caiyi fall into a predicament, struck without hesitation. The Art of Distinction allowed Qian Ye to know the timing to break the Qi barrier and the state of spiritual power, so dealing with it was not difficult. It was just that Gu Caiyi was single-mindedly determined to rescue Gu Qing and Gu Yu Xing, and could no longer pay attention to the strangeness here.

"What else is wrong?" Song Ruyu, thoroughly worn out from being tormented, sat to the side and asked listlessly.