Chapter 146: Leaving the Mirage Mirror, Returning to the Valley of Chaotic Heavens

Chen Mo sensed the abundant and plentiful Xiantian True Qi within his body, surging like a mighty river.

Every wisp of Xiantian True Qi contained the Heaven and Earth Mechanism; no matter how small the quantity, it was still the power of heaven and earth.

The Xiantian True Qi that Chen Mo had sublimated contained surging vitality, but this did not mean its power was weak.

The Azure Dragon is the Saint Beast of the East, and Jia Wood belongs to Yang.

When Chen Mo's True Qi is used for healing, it can be a gentle force of vitality.

But if used against an enemy, it becomes a violent and scorching pure Yang energy.

When a Post-Heaven Martial Artist's Inner Qi sublimates into True Qi, its power is not only far superior to before.

Most importantly, if one's Inner Qi has not been sublimated, it is like paper in the face of his True Qi, making it impossible to offer any effective resistance.

Of course, this also depends on whose True Qi and Inner Qi it is.

Although Chen Mo's Inner Qi had only undergone initial sublimation previously, it had already been refined to the limit.

If one were to call it paper, it was a stack of paper layered so thick that no one knew its depth, which is why it could block the True Qi of other Innate Martial Artists.

And now that his Inner Qi, which was already refined to the limit, has sublimated into True Qi, other Post-Heaven Martial Artists could never have the ability to block his True Qi.

Even an Innate Martial Artist of the same realm would likely find it difficult to block.

Unlike the Acquired Realm, the division of the Innate Realm is more detailed, totaling nine layers.

Only, from Chen Mo's perspective, it can actually still be viewed as three minor realms.

From the Xiantian First Layer to the Xiantian Third Layer, martial artists in this realm mainly continue to sublimate their own True Qi, continue to draw the Heaven and Earth Mechanism into their bodies, and then gradually use True Qi to drive the physical body and divine sense to further improve.

From the fourth to the sixth layer, the Heaven and Earth Mechanism that the martial artist accommodates and masters gradually increases, further refining within the dantian.

In this realm, the martial artist must allow the dantian to evolve, sublimate, and undergo a Mortal Transformation into a Purple Mansion.

Once the Purple Mansion is opened, besides being able to accommodate the Heaven and Earth Mechanism from the outside world, the martial artist can also produce a unique aura, known as the Innate Breath.

The Innate Breath is an extremely special power, originating from the combination of the martial artist's own self and the Heaven and Earth Power.

The Innate Breath mastered by every martial artist is completely different; even for martial artists practicing the same technique, the Innate Breath they master can only be said to be roughly the same, and it is absolutely impossible for them to be exactly the same.

The Innate Breath can exert a suppressive effect on martial artists who do not possess an Innate Breath of the same level.

This can be called momentum, but it is also completely different.

Under the suppression of the Innate Breath, unless one possesses power of the same level to break the blockade, one's strength will be partially constrained by heaven and earth.

As for the Xiantian Seventh Layer to the Xiantian Ninth Layer, the martial artist balances the Purple Mansion to nurture the five energies, and upon reaching perfection, the phenomenon of Five Qi Morning Origin will emerge within the Purple Mansion.

When a martial artist's cultivation reaches this realm, the Heaven and Earth Breath derived within the Purple Mansion will transform into the Heaven and Earth Lock.

The Heaven and Earth Lock is similar to a type of sealing restriction or, one could say, a domain, which can be released and manifested between heaven and earth to suppress other martial artists.

Any martial artist who has not mastered the Heaven and Earth Lock will have their cultivation and strength greatly suppressed within this range, and may even be unable to exert a single shred of power.

This is the general division of the Xiantian Ninth Layer; of course, there are many minor realms in between.

But just like between the Xiantian First Layer and the Xiantian Third Layer, although they are two layers apart, there is no qualitative change or breakthrough between the two.

The difference in strength might be ten or twenty percent, but it will never be very large.

As for what lies beyond the Innate Realm, Chen Mo does not know, and the technique he practices only records up to this point.

However, there is no rush for this matter; it will be in time to look for subsequent techniques after he cultivates to the Xiantian Sixth Layer.

As for whether he can find them, that is a problem for the distant future, and it is meaningless to consider it now.

Chen Mo slowly ended his breakthrough; the Heaven and Earth Power within these Three Divine Mountains was pure and abundant, even forming clouds and mist that hung down.

Even when he broke through to the Innate Realm, the Heaven and Earth Power here did not experience any fluctuations.

It was only because the quantity was so vast that the Heaven and Earth Power he refined during his breakthrough, while not insignificant in the outside world, appeared somewhat negligible here.

Chen Mo did not go to contemplate the Saint Beast Azure Dragon again, but instead set off to wander on this divine mountain.

There were countless rare flowers and herbs within these Three Divine Mountains, but he could only look at these things and had no way to take them away.

Countless years had passed as the world changed, and these things were almost completely destroyed, with only a few remaining.

But those divine medicines clearly had restrictions set by powerful beings, and Chen Mo did not feel that he could break the restrictions with his current strength to take these things away.

Furthermore, there were many cave dwellings on these Three Divine Mountains, but these cave dwellings were all filled with restrictions.

Chen Mo could be certain of one thing: with his cultivation, as long as he stepped into these cave dwellings, it would definitely be a dead end.

But he had another method; Chen Mo circulated his Blood Qi and stopped stimulating his five senses.

Almost in an instant, the world before his eyes changed; the Three Divine Mountains were still there, and countless Heaven and Earth Breath still hung down.

But there was no one on the mountains, and certainly no Divine Beast.

All kinds of rare and exotic herbs had vanished completely, many cave dwellings had collapsed entirely, and the vast majority of the restrictions had already disappeared.

But there were still some things that remained.

At the top of the mountain range grew a Saint Medicine, sword-shaped, with nine leaves, erupting with monstrous sword Qi that shot straight into the clouds in the sky.

There were no restrictions around this Saint Medicine, but its own strength far exceeded his own; at the very least, the current Chen Mo did not have the ability to pick it.

At the top of another mountain peak, there also grew a Dwarf Tree with a peculiar style, bearing a few vermilion fruits.

The Dwarf Tree was guarded by thousands of arrays and restrictions; even though the vast majority had crumbled, the remaining portion was still extremely formidable.

Fortunately, whether it was the sword Qi or those restrictions, they were likely defensive in nature; Chen Mo did not rashly approach them now and only watched from afar, and they did not react at all.

In addition, the vast majority of the cave dwellings had collapsed, and nothing remained inside.

After walking around the mountain roughly, Chen Mo only found one Token.

The material of the Token was special and extremely heavy; it was only the size of a palm but weighed several thousand jin.

Three ancient characters were carved on the Token; Chen Mo could only recognize the character for "Yin," and he could not understand the other two.

However, this Token was definitely a good thing; even if it had no other use, it would be an excellent material to take back for forging weapons.

Other than that, there were no other gains; many treasures had long since dissipated into smoke and dust in the endless passage of time, or had been destroyed at the very beginning.

There were indeed many rare items remaining in this Mirage Mirror to this day, but with his current cultivation, he could only look at them and could not take them away at all.

Chen Mo did not harbor extravagant hopes for this; since it could not be obtained, there was no need to dwell on it, for the more one thought, the more distressed one became.

He walked back to the side of the Saint Beast Azure Dragon, continuing to contemplate the exuberant vitality swirling around it, drawing the Heaven and Earth Mechanism into his body.

Over a month passed in the blink of an eye; the effects of practicing here were excellent, and Chen Mo's cultivation naturally reached the Xiantian Second Layer.

Of course, this was also related to the fact that there was not a great disparity between the Xiantian First Layer and the Xiantian Second Layer.

As long as a Martial Artist could break through to the Innate Realm, the subsequent progress could be achieved slowly by simply biding one's time until reaching the Xiantian Third Layer.

Chen Mo had a solid foundation, and coupled with practicing in this place, which could be called a uniquely gifted environment, this breakthrough was so rapid.

After practicing here for several more days, a Great Ability appeared; the purple mist coming from the east was not to mention thirty thousand li, but it was at least a sign of several thousand li.

Flowers of gold rained from the sky, and Golden Lotus bloomed from the earth; the entire world cheered for the appearance of this Great Ability.

Countless Divine Beasts that had long been waiting here chirped in excitement, and countless divine beings were also filled with joy and encouragement, revealing smiles.

One could not see the face of that Great Ability, at least Chen Mo could not, and after taking a seat on the already prepared Central Main Peak, the Great Ability immediately began to preach the Dao.

It was not that Chen Mo could not understand, but that he could not hear it at all; occasionally, he could vaguely hear a word or two.

He could roughly guess this situation; the preaching was certainly recorded, but with his current strength, he was not yet qualified to listen.

If one were to force oneself to listen, the information contained within the preaching of such a Great Ability would be directly unacceptable to oneself, shattering one's own Shenhai.

Being unable to hear was, on the contrary, a form of self-protection; only if one's own strength advanced further and one's five senses were stimulated to a higher level would it be possible to hear the sound of this preaching.

Unable to hear the preaching, Chen Mo continued to practice beside the Azure Dragon.

Half a month passed in a trance, and suddenly, the heavens and earth shook.

Chen Mo was also forcibly interrupted from his practice; he looked up at the sky, and a drop of Black Blood slowly fell from the horizon.

What kind of blood was that? The moment it appeared, even the heavens and earth here twisted, and everything was being assimilated by this drop of blood, turning into the Gray White Mirage Sea.

That preaching Great Ability seemed to have long anticipated this situation and sighed softly.

It was just that even at this moment, the Great Ability was still unwilling to give up, even though according to ancient records, this drop of Black Blood had destroyed several eras, and even the once extremely powerful Ancient Heavenly Court had been destroyed by it.

Yet, the Great Ability was still unwilling to just surrender like this.

The preaching Great Ability stood up, and in an instant, space shattered, Earth Wind Water Fire circulated, and the heavens and earth vaguely showed signs of being reopened.

Around the Great Ability were two other Great Abilities; one had Qingming Sword Intent swirling around their body, capable of opening the sky with a single sword, with boundless sword intent forming a world of its own.

The other's true form was a Golden Crow, and at this moment, it revealed its true appearance, with monstrous flames emerging; if not for the fact that it intentionally reined in its power, it was feared that the seawater in all ten directions would have been evaporated by it.

These three Great Abilities struck together, meeting the Black Blood that was gradually falling.

However, everything was in vain; the speed of that drop of Black Blood did not even change in the slightest.

The listeners who had come from the Three Divine Mountains were all very calm, as if they had long known that the Black Blood would descend.

The three Great Abilities exhausted all their means, yet failed to stop the Black Blood by even half a fraction.

At this moment, this drop of blood was less than a thousand zhang away from the Divine Mountains, and everything on the Divine Mountains was being assimilated; countless Arrays and restrictions were crushed and shattered.

The three Great Abilities had clearly also given up resistance; the Great Ability with Qingming Sword Intent swirling around their body condensed their cultivation into one, striking it into a sword-shaped blade of grass at the peak of the mountain.

The Golden Crow Great Ability could escape a million li in a single breath, but at this moment, it did not flee, transforming its entire cultivation into a Dwarf Tree.

That preaching Great Ability abandoned all their own cultivation to firmly protect a cave dwelling.

They had long since ceased to care about life or death; the reason they remained here was that they were unwilling to believe that the Black Blood could be this strong.

Yet, only when truly facing this drop of Black Blood did they understand the despair of the ancient powerhouses.

Now, abandoning all cultivation, they only wished to leave behind a fortuitous encounter for those who would come after.

They hoped that those who came in later generations would obtain this fortuitous encounter and practice, and perhaps have a way to resist this Black Blood.

Even if this hope was slim, it was still better than having none at all.

The Black Blood slowly landed on the Divine Mountains, and everything was being infected by it, with gray-white mist swirling and emerging.

The world before Chen Mo's eyes suddenly changed; this Mirage Mirror had finally reached its end, and he returned to the outside of Luantian Valley.

(End of this chapter)