Covering the Sky: Becoming an Emperor Through Sole Cultivation of the Sea of ​​Wheels

Chapter 171 Fighting Alone Against a Group of Heroes

In the chaotic battlefield in front of the Dragon Nest, no one initially noticed Mo Wuji's appearance.

Until this ferocious god actually wielded his butcher's knife against a group of great figures who looked down upon the earth.

Mo Wuji activated the Xingzi Secret Technique, pointing his fingers like a sword, catching the enemy off guard, and killed the Blood Rakshasa in the midst of the chaotic battle with a single finger strike.

The beautiful woman's platform exploded like a watermelon, so much so that even the ancient creature in front of her didn't have time to react.

The secret of the "Xing" character was revealed again, and this time Mo Wuji sought out a strong man who, like Xue Luosha, had escaped death from the battlefield.

However, this person had excellent senses and managed to avoid Mo Wuji's fatal blow at the last moment.

Another person stepped forward in time, interrupting Mo Wuji's pursuit.

After a hard collision, both men were sent flying backward, and their expressions changed drastically.

"It's you!"

Mo Wuji remained silent, channeling the power of the Sun, and a torrent of blood and qi surged forth.

His fists seemed to be holding two small suns, radiating golden light.

Mo Wuji lunged forward and slammed his fists down.

The two burly men had already witnessed the power of Mo Wuji's physical body last time. This time, they originally planned to use a secret technique to resist him, but the Xingzi Secret Technique was the fastest in the world. How the battle would be fought was not up to these two men to decide.

Seeing the fist hurtling towards them like the sun, the two burly men were terrified.

Furthermore, after their last battle, Mo Wuji had taken away their courage.

Therefore, even if the two of them joined forces, they could only hold out for three or five moves before being killed by Mo Wuji's fists.

But the commotion caused by killing these two was still too great, attracting considerable attention even amidst the chaos of the battlefield.

"It's Mo Wuji!"

"What? This person dares to show himself?"

"You little beast!"

"You thief, prepare to die!"

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Without hesitation, a powerful figure from the Wan Chu Holy Land attacked Mo Wuji, and his first move was a killing blow.

From this person, ten thousand chaotic sword beams burst forth, covering the sky and the earth, shattering all tangible living beings, leaving everyone terrified!

The clanging of swords resonated through the heavens; the myriad chaotic swords were unparalleled in their sharpness, captivating the soul.

People were shocked, and many exclaimed, "It's the junior brother of the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Beginnings!"

"Rumor has it that this person refined a wisp of chaotic energy, and now it seems that it is true."

"Once the chaotic energy is refined, its power is beyond imagination. Can Mo Wuji withstand it?"

But the next moment everyone fell silent. They looked closely and found that Mo Wuji was surrounded by endless chaotic energy, ethereal and otherworldly, like a celestial being descended to earth.

Mo Wuji casually waved his hand and unleashed the Taiqing One Qi Hunyuan Slash, which had reached its pinnacle.

Attack against attack, tactics against tactics.

Tens of thousands of sword beams and sword energies collided at the same moment, extremely fierce, seemingly filling the void.

In the end, Mo Wuji actually won, and in a completely unpretentious way.

This result surprised all the heroes present.

But this is neither an accident nor a coincidence.

Thanks to the diligent efforts of the laurel elixir of immortality, and despite being under the influence of the drug, even though he had been entangled with Yi Qingwu for the past few months, Mo Wuji's cultivation had not been neglected due to pleasure.

His cultivation level was already equivalent to three small steps of the first level of the Immortal Platform, plus the Eight Forbidden Domains.

Even without any external force, Mo Wuji is now capable of challenging powerful figures!

In this world, battles across realms, aside from the barriers of the Dao-Slaying Barrier, the Saint-level Barrier, and the Emperor-level Barrier, do not affect the calculation of combat power between normal major realms. For example, Ye Fan, at the peak of the Four Extremes, killed the Eight Transformations of the Dragon Transformation as easily as killing a chicken.

Mo Wuji: "It wasn't your turn yet, but since you've come to me so eagerly, then die!"

Mo Wuji turned his hands, and the Kunpeng Remnant Technique was performed in his hands.

His left palm was like a roc, and his right fist was like a giant Kun. His movements looked incredibly slow, but in reality they were fast and carried an overwhelming and unstoppable divine power.

At the same time, the True Scripture of the Sun and the True Scripture of the Moon operate together, combining Yin and Yang in a supreme and profound way.

Stepping on the secret of the Xingzi, Mo Wuji seemed to transform into a Kunpeng immortal spirit, pouncing towards his junior brother, the Holy Master of Ten Thousand Beginnings.

The vast battlefield seemed to shrink to an inch, and Mo Wuji traversed it in the blink of an eye.

Even though the junior brother of the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Beginnings had countless tricks up his sleeve, he was completely stifled and could only fight with his physical body.

The boundless chaotic energy permeated the air, making the figures of the two combatants appear hazy, and few could see through them.

With a long cry from a Kunpeng, as if the ancient celestial music had reappeared, the junior brother of the Holy Lord of Myriad Beginnings was torn in two by Mo Wuji.

Amidst the rain of blood, the heroes all paled.

But before Mo Wuji could catch his breath, someone else stepped forward.

It is Li Daoqing, the Holy Lord of Yaoguang!

"I heard you broke my Yao Guang's ultimate technique, the Primordial Holy Light Technique, with a single finger. In my opinion, you're just bullying a junior because of your higher cultivation. I am right here. If you have the ability, then try breaking my Primordial Holy Light Technique!"

The heroes were invigorated. Yao Guang Holy Lord was among the top Holy Lords, and now he was willing to take action.

How can Mo Wuji be allowed to act so arrogantly again?

The boundless primordial holy light converged into a golden holy sword.

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang swung his sword down as if creating the heavens and the earth!

Mo Wuji raised his fist to meet the attack, but the next moment, he was blasted backward, even his invulnerable body was injured, and a splatter of clear blood appeared.

A supreme expert, and the lord of a holy land who has no shortage of resources and secret techniques, his combat strength, after dedicated cultivation, is definitely not low.

For Mo Wuji, it's far too early to challenge a Holy Lord.

"Is Mo Wuji dead?"

"This boy is too arrogant; he deserves this crushing defeat!"

"Today we must slay this traitor and avenge my disciple!"

Taking advantage of his victory, Holy Lord Li Daoqing wanted to seize the opportunity to kill Mo Wuji and rid the holy lands of a great scourge.

An immense, boundless holy light formed a giant hand, obscuring the sky and the sun, and reached out to grab Mo Wuji.

But at that moment, Mo Wuji suddenly formed a Dao seal with his hand and unleashed a Supreme God Technique.

This is an extremely gentle divine seal, yet it possesses terrifying power. It emanates from Mo Wuji's fingertips, seemingly capable of dissolving the entire universe. Black mist permeates the air, appearing light and airy, yet nothing can stop it.

The Primordial Holy Light, which the Yao Guang Holy Land was so proud of, was instantly eroded. The golden hand collapsed without a fight, and was eroded and disintegrated by the black mist like melting ice and snow.

Even the Holy Lord Yao Guang himself was not spared, shrouded in black mist, his protective Primordial Holy Light being constantly corroded.

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang can only fight back by stacking layers of shields.

Just then, the blood that had previously splattered from Mo Wuji suddenly shone brightly, and every drop of blood became incredibly crystal clear.

These transformed into streams of light that merged into the black mist, greatly increasing its power.

The moon revolves for millions of years, washing the world in blood!

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang was almost completely destroyed by the black mist. In the end, he narrowly escaped thanks to his profound cultivation.

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang, Li Daoqing, was in a terrible state under the black mist.

On the other hand, the "Zhe" secret technique was activated on its own, and Mo Wuji had already recovered completely, with his energy and spirit intact. There was no sign of injury whatsoever.

The crowd fell silent, and the Holy Lord of Yao Guang's killing intent was more intense than ever before: This boy is truly terrifying!

They must not be allowed to live!!!

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang went all out, unleashing his divine power to its fullest extent. His divine might was overwhelming, and golden light shone in countless directions. The Primordial Holy Light surged with unparalleled ferocity, like a completely boiling ocean!

"Mo Wuji, I will surely kill you!"

The Primordial Holy Light, with its myriad golden rays, unleashed a barrage of ten thousand swords, invincible and even shattering the void itself.

Every strand of Yao Guang Holy Lord's hair radiated golden light; he resembled a golden god, utterly terrifying.

At this moment, a layer of light also flowed around Mo Wuji's body, but it was very thin, as if it could be punctured at any moment.

The light was not particularly intense, but it conveyed a sense of purity and tranquility, cleansing the soul and bringing peace to the soul.

It was like the first ray of light after the creation of the world, incredibly peaceful.

This is the light of the other shore, the last kind of divine transformation that Mo Wuji's Sea of ​​Wheels has evolved into.

Faced with the overwhelming primordial sword light, each strike was enough to injure him.

Mo Wuji felt no fear whatsoever; his fighting spirit was boiling, and he seemed to be on fire.

Golden light shone from his fists at times, and giant roc and kun floated above them at other times. He unleashed hundreds of strikes in an instant.

His fists seemed capable of splitting the heavens!

The sky was filled with fist shadows, which either blocked, deflected, or shattered the incoming sword light. However, there were too many sword lights, and the cultivation level of the Yao Guang Saint Master was far higher than that of Mo Wuji.

In this exchange, Mo Wuji was still at a disadvantage, with the Hunyuan Holy Sword occasionally breaking through the fist shadows and striking Mo Wuji.

At this moment, the light from the other shore reveals its brilliance!

The moment the Primordial Sword Light came into contact with the Light of the Other Shore, most of its power was dissipated. This pure light seemed to possess the ability to deconstruct and manipulate.

Finally, when the attack actually struck Mo Wuji, it was difficult to damage his foundation, not to mention the "Zhe" Secret, a supreme healing technique that is said to make people immortal.

His entire body was enveloped in the light of the other shore, making Mo Wuji appear ethereal, as if he were standing in another world.

Li Daoqing was incredibly frustrated that, despite using so many tricks, he, a dignified Holy Lord, could not defeat a junior.

On the other side, Mo Wuji was also in a bad mood. With his current cultivation level, he was challenging a top-level Saint Lord, and without external help, he could not see any hope of winning.

Furthermore, the fierce attack of the Holy Lord of Yaoguang put Mo Wuji under tremendous pressure.

Even with all sorts of extraordinary methods, it is still extremely difficult to remain undefeated in front of a supreme sage.

However, in order to hone his skills, Mo Wuji did not immediately use his cheat code to turn the tables.

During the battle, Mo Wuji absorbed nourishment from the Holy Lord of Yao Guang and grew rapidly.

Seeing Mo Wuji fight the Holy Lord of Yao Guang to such an extent, all the heroes present were dumbfounded.

"How old is Mo Wuji? He's already a match for us!"

"Are we really getting old?"

"Wasn't it said that Mo Wuji's ability to run rampant for a time was due to the advantage of his weapons? What do you mean now?"

"Without any special physique, yet possessing such heaven-defying combat power, everyone, I suspect that Mo Wuji has cultivated an ancient scripture."

"Gentlemen, let's stop holding back. Perhaps we can use this to find out the origins of Mo Wuji."

While the heroes here were fighting against the ancient race, they frequently communicated telepathically.

But in the end, the major imperial clans of the Eastern Wilderness, the imperial uncle of the Central Plains, the War King of the Southern Ridge, the divine monk of the Western Desert... all shook their heads.

This indicates that the scriptures recited by Mo Wuji are unrelated to their lineage.

However, the human heroes didn't recognize him, but a group of ancient race powerhouses did.

Various bizarre ancient creatures communicated in an ancient language: "Gu Ni Aru Ye... (Is it the Sun Scripture?)"

"Damu Limna..." (I also sensed the aura of the Taiyin True Scripture!)

(Could this child be the descendant of two great emperors of the human race? No wonder he is so astonishing!)

(This kid dares to cultivate two great imperial scriptures together; he reminds me of a terrifying being.)

(You mean that demon?)

(That's right, this human might one day relive that dark period!)

(Should we nip it in the bud?)

(That's exactly what I meant!)

But before these ancient beings could act, the holy lands of the human race sprang into action.

The holy masters of the Ji family, Wan Chu, Zi Fu, Dao Yi, and other holy lands who had grudges against Mo Wuji almost as if they had agreed to do so at the same time, abandoning their opponents and surrounding Mo Wuji.

Today they are going to do something utterly devastating, to eliminate Mo Wuji, this greatest threat!

If even these older figures need to join forces to deal with him, then the term "chosen one" is no longer appropriate to describe Mo Wuji.

He has almost grown up to the point that he can make the holy lands uneasy.

Seeing the shameless gang beating of Mo Wuji by the Holy Lords, and facing the mocking gazes of the cultivators from the other four regions, many people from the Eastern Wilderness felt deeply ashamed.

Are these still the same holy lords who used to be high above, looking down on the entire Eastern Wilderness?

Or perhaps, the pressure Mo Wuji exerted on these holy lands was simply too great?

All the holy lords attacked together. At that moment, the entire void roared. Heaven and earth seemed to have just been created. Everything was shattered. Chaotic mist spread, and the earth, wind, water, and fire raged. Divine radiance and turbulent currents were everywhere.

The dazzling divine power stirred up a storm that reached the ninth heaven!

Mo Wuji was like a small boat in a stormy sea, which could capsize at any moment.

But Mo Wuji still wanted to try and challenge himself.

Amidst the dazzling torrent, a chaotic sea descended!

The boundless sea of ​​suffering stirs the hearts of all the holy lords with the myriad desires of the mortal world.

Originally, there were many holy lords among them who were of detached mind and could ignore this influence, but at this moment, their hearts were filled with intense killing intent.

Having fallen into the mortal world, this body is no longer under one's control.

The sealing power made the Holy Lords feel as if they were carrying an extra layer of heaven on their backs, even slowing down the flow of their magic power and further weakening their combat strength.

At the same time, Mo Wuji effortlessly unleashed one unparalleled divine technique after another.

At this moment, Mo Wuji unleashed a barrage of attacks, including "Purple Qi Coming from the East, Snowflakes Falling to Earth," a type of area-of-effect attack technique.

The towering purple mist and the boundless white snow resembled a roaring galaxy or a breached dam.

Mo Wuji swung his sword across the vast blue sky, ready to destroy all things and defeat all heroes!

In addition, there is the unfathomable mystery of the character "者" and the light of the other shore.

Finally, amidst the siege of the Holy Lords, Mo Wuji actually managed to withstand the attack all by himself!

This is absolutely incredible!

The heroes and even the ancient creatures fell silent. For a moment, the once vast battlefield was reduced to only Mo Wuji and the Holy Lords continuing to attack.

All other sentient beings were gazing up at that peerless, invincible figure in mid-air!

He was so young, yet so dazzling and so imposing.

There are probably very few people like this throughout history.