The road is vague

Chapter 383 The Universe at the Heart of the Mountain
The statues of the ten gladiators were quickly carved on Mount Ares and they were granted baronial titles and related fiefs.

Li Mo glanced at his fiefdom contract, which was located near the Firefly Mountains.

This place could be described as a barren land in the Lost Continent, about the size of three or four villages. He didn't pay any attention to it and casually put away the contract.

The white-browed dragon man who presided over the ceremony for the battle for the Holy Son explained the relevant rules.

"Legend has it that Mount War God is a special geological environment created by the ancient great demon Pixiu after its death due to a cataclysmic change in the world. Pixiu has a dragon-like head and tail, a tiger-like body, and is born without an anus, containing a universe within it, only taking in and not giving out, which is considered auspicious. Mount War God also contains another universe. After you enter it, the quality of the universe inside the mountain will be rapidly increased. You can reduce the quality by killing each other, at which time there will be a certain chance to attract a materialized spirit..."

The rules for the battle for the Holy Son are quite simple.

Those who entered the mountain's inner universe engaged in a bloody battle. The more deaths there were, the more likely it was to attract spirits. The dragon people who received the blessings of the spirits would become the new generation of holy sons.

If, after one day, there are not enough deaths and the spirits are not drawn in, then that generation will lose its qualification as a Holy Son.

This way.

Once the gladiators of the God of War enter the mountain's inner sanctum, they will naturally try their best to survive for a day, while the contenders for the Holy Son will pursue and kill each other at any cost.

After the white-browed dragonman finished explaining the rules, he took out a key and pointed it at the void in front of him. As the earth within a hundred miles trembled, the space in all directions twisted in a way that was difficult to describe. After about ten breaths, a huge vortex appeared on the mountain peak beneath their feet.

Li Mo found this vortex strangely familiar; it bore a striking resemblance to the money-stealing rat.

"It seems that the thieving rat is indeed said to have the bloodline of the ancient Pixiu demon."

The ancient great demons were born of nature. Later, due to the great changes in the world of the Mountain and Sea Realm, these great demons became closely connected with the Mountain and Sea Realm. As the Mountain and Sea Realm fell into a trough, they suffered backlash and died one after another. In this process, the blood of some great demons would pollute creatures with similar talents, thus becoming the so-called great demon lineage.

"huh huh huh huh!"

Jin Yi of the Chaoge tribe let out a sneer, her blood-gold scales exceptionally conspicuous, as she looked at the other nine contenders for the Holy Son.

"I've had enough of your gossip. Today, I will use your blood to forge the invincible legend of my Blood Gold Body!"

As for the so-called gladiators, he didn't even glance at them.

"Insanity!"

Lei Li tribe's Flower Festival was enraged.

"The Blood Gold Body has not appeared for a thousand years. The last one recorded was an elder of the Naiman tribe, who ultimately could not escape the fate of self-destruction. Without the power of the Misty Realm, this is a divine power that is destined to perish. With your arrogance, you are probably not far from the time of backlash and death!"

"Hahaha! If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening. Mayflies do not know the difference between morning and evening, and sparrows do not know the difference between swans and geese."

Li Mo watched the dragon people arguing quietly from a distance.

Seeing that the other tribes' contenders for the Holy Son were so afraid of Jin Yi of the Chaoge tribe, they were taken aback.

His mission was to ensure that Jin Yi of the Chaoge tribe would win the final position of Holy Son. Given Jin Yi's strength, the mission seemed to be much simpler than expected.

As the only human here.

Li Mo immediately rushed into the vortex along with the other gladiators.

Rumble rumble rumble!

After a brief period of dizziness, Li Mo found himself in a space filled with restlessness. Rolling thunderclouds appeared in the gray sky and then disappeared for no apparent reason. The shattered earth trembled frequently, looking as if it was about to collapse.

puff!
A column of high-temperature steam suddenly shot into the sky.

Then came a series of dark red meteorites, trailing long flames as they streaked across the sky and crashed to the earth. The already shattered land instantly formed dense craters, and hot debris shot out in all directions.

"this?"

Li Mo was stunned by the apocalyptic scene for a while before he gradually came to his senses.

He seemed to see a world on the verge of collapse, and couldn't help but wonder if the Mountain and Sea Realm would also be like that in the future.
At this time.

A humanoid creature, three zhang tall, blinked its gray-white eyes and looked at Li Mo from over a hundred zhang away. Its eyes were filled with undisguised evil, brutality, and indifference. It was actually a demon of the Asura race. The two of them had fallen into the same area.

Li Mo was naturally familiar with this eight-armed Asura from the heretical arena.

Perhaps it was because Li Mo's kill record in the Arena of the God of War was too outstanding that the originally indifferent eyes of this Asura Demon Clan were stirred with a ripple after looking at Li Mo. He then prepared to turn around and leave the place to find a secluded place to wait for the ceremony to end.

Crack!

A bolt of lightning suddenly struck him.

The eight-armed Asura let out a low roar, and the fallen dark light flashed and disappeared. Although it collided with and annihilated the main body of the lightning, the residual lightning that splashed out also made the blood-colored demonic light around him obviously chaotic.

The opponent's magical power and spiritual pressure were clearly superior to his.

"Such refined magic power, Thunder Punishment Venerable. You and I are both alien races from this place, both gladiators waiting to be hunted by the dragonmen. Are you sure you want to be my enemy?"

Although the Eight-Armed Asura spoke in a questioning tone, his demeanor clearly showed that he was somewhat wary of Li Mo.

"Humph."

Li Mo let out a low, cold laugh.

"Don't misunderstand, I don't mean to be your enemy, but to everyone here."

Hearing Li Mo's arrogant words, the Eight-Armed Asura was about to sneer when he suddenly noticed that the Asura Demon Fire clashing and annihilating in the air was gradually losing to the power of the thunder. His gray-white pupils suddenly contracted.

Sudden.

A shower of meteorites swept past the two of them, carrying intense heat as they hurtled towards the ground. Even though both had reached the late-stage Golden Core realm, they had no choice but to hastily dodge.

Amidst the rumbling explosions on the ground, the Eight-Armed Asura seized the opportunity to flee into the distance without looking back, unwilling to entangle with Li Mo any longer.

After the meteorite cluster crashed, Li Mo looked at the crimson escape light and sneered. His body instantly shattered into pieces, transforming into lightning that sped away.

Just a moment later.

Li Mo caught up with the Eight-Armed Asura and, without saying a word, unleashed the Five Thunders to Dust.

The five-colored lightning flashed and disappeared in an instant. Caught off guard, the eight-armed Asura let out a shrill scream. As a surge of pure demonic energy rose into the sky, black flames filled with an extremely corrupt aura blocked the five lightning bolts into dust.

At this moment, the eight-armed Asura had fully revealed its eight-armed form. Each hand held a weapon formed from essence blood, including swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks. They were all different, but they all exuded the same brutal aura. Its body had also become unusually tall.

"Oh?"

Li Mo continuously condensed lightning swords and shot them towards the Eight-Armed Asura.

The eight-armed Asura continuously wielded his demonic blood weapon to block the lightning sword.

"Sure enough."

Li Mo muttered to himself.

Although the Asura Demon Clan and the Primal Demon Clan are both demon clans in the Asura Realm, they are different types. Compared to the Primal Demon Clan's corrupted blood power, the Asura Demon Clan's blood power is corrupted.

Regardless, this also means that the other party possesses abundant essence and blood, enough to nourish the withered evil god grass transformed from the true demon's clone.

Perhaps because he had experienced using order to manipulate the power of heaven and earth, Li Mo increasingly felt that battles using various techniques had become dull and uninteresting, far less direct and enjoyable than competing with the power of the Great Dao. He had gradually come to like this feeling of approaching the essence.

at this time.

Suddenly, the scene of Lingmu Sect being breached by foreign enemies appeared before Li Mo's eyes.

Master Lu Qi, Master's wife Wang Xiyue, senior brother Wei Cang, senior sister Jiang Feiyan, friend Cao Lingjie, and many familiar hall masters and disciples died in the chaos. Lü Cuicui cried out his name in despair.

A glint of clarity flashed in Li Mo's eyes, and he immediately came to his senses.

In the blink of an eye, the eight-armed Asura had already covered most of the distance and was almost in front of him, its demonic body wielding eight weapons, ready to tear him apart.

Faced with the menacing adult demons, Li Mo's human body seemed exceptionally small.

But at this moment.

As Li Mo gently moved his lower dantian, a wisp of crystalline light pierced through his body and suddenly appeared before him.

Using lightning crystals to simulate the power of heaven and earth and entrusting it to the path of lightning, although it is far less powerful than directly using the binary chaotic lightning path to draw upon the power of heaven and earth, it is still enough to exert a superior suppression on Golden Core stage cultivators.

More than thirty feet away.

The eight-armed Asura, who had been grinning maliciously, suddenly felt a tremor in his soul, and his thoughts seemed to freeze.

His eyes were filled with only that one dazzling light. This lightning crystal seemed to reflect the entire world. As the lightning crystal shattered with a crash, it was poured into Li Mo's understanding of the Dao of Lightning and released in the form of a high-level spell.

A destructive lightning spear appeared, aimed directly at the eight-armed Asura.

"Move! Move now! Get out of here!!"

However, no matter how much the Eight-Armed Asura's soul cried out, it could not shake off the feeling of being insignificant and trembling in the face of the overwhelming power of heaven and earth. It could only watch helplessly as Li Mo gently extended his right index and middle fingers and lightly touched the thunder spear in front of him.

The crystalline lightning spear flashed and disappeared in an instant.

puff!
The Asura Demonic Flame in front of the Eight-Armed Asura was instantly pierced through and then violently torn apart by the blood-red demonic light.

Faced with the might of order, even without drawing upon the true power of heaven and earth, it is a technique that only a Nascent Soul cultivator can employ. No matter how pure the blood-red demonic light is, it is still just the power of an individual.

Immediately, the lightning spear struck the blood-red crystal inside the chest cavity of the eight-armed Asura.

"what……"

The eight-armed Asura frantically burned the power of the blood crystals, trying to exhaust the power of the thunder spear.

A brief stalemate ensued as the surging lightning and the corrupted demonic blood annihilated each other.

Click!

With a crisp sound coming from the blood crystal, the Eight-Armed Asura let out a desperate cry.

"Do not!!!"

The lightning spear flashed and disappeared in an instant, shattering the blood crystal before piercing through the eight-armed Asura's chest. Lightning instantly poured from his chest into his limbs and meridians, tearing him into countless fragments.

Each activation of the Thunder Crystal represents a further understanding of the Dao of Thunder and a continuous tempering of the Extreme Thunder Body. After taking a deep breath, Li Mo released his spiritual light, collecting the essence blood of this Asura Demon Clan and condensing it into a blood sphere the size of a grapefruit.

The rich essence of blood made Li Mo very satisfied.

He then put it into the Misty Box and watered the withered roots of the Evil God Grass, which was quickly absorbed by the Evil God Grass.

"There are sixteen lightning crystals left, that should be enough."

Li Mo estimated the amount of essence and blood needed to nourish the Evil God Grass and muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)