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

Chapter 174 Chaos Divine Diagram

The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion stood proudly in the void. She was tall and slender with a slim waist. Her hair danced lightly, and her whole body was shrouded in purple aura. Her stunning face was hazy, and a radiant light shone from between her brows. Through the purple mist, a purple glow bloomed, which was a Dao seal.

As a primordial Dao embryo, she is in a supreme state of wonder at all times, united with heaven and earth, and integrated into the Dao and nature.

The Vermilion Bird Sect cultivators were shocked; this woman was too powerful!

Facing the Holy Maiden of the Purple Palace, they felt as if they were facing the entire world.

The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion descended from the sky, clad in a purple dress, her entire being resembling a swirling purple lotus. She shielded Mo Wuji behind her, declaring with unparalleled dominance, "This man, I will protect him!"

"This...you are the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion?"

"So what if she's the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion? This is the Central Continent, not a place where a Holy Maiden from the Eastern Wilderness can run rampant!"

Looking at Zixia, who was standing in front of him and negotiating with the Vermilion Bird Sect cultivators with great force, a strange look flashed across Mo Wuji's face.

This makes it difficult for me to make a move.

The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion, a woman of formidable strength, clashed fiercely with several renowned dragon-transformation elders, refusing to yield an inch. Her beautiful eyes were filled with...

He exuded a heroic spirit.

It's just unknown what kind of embarrassed expression this woman will show after Mo Wuji's identity is exposed.

Mo Wuji's gaze passed over the upright back of the Purple Mansion Saintess and landed on the cultivators of the Vermilion Bird Sect.

In Mo Wuji's eyes, these people were already dead.

What intrigued him was that even after things had escalated to this point, with the Holy Maiden of a sacred land stepping forward, the Vermilion Bird Sect still refused to back down. Could there be some extraordinary opportunity ahead?

Unaware that he was the very opportunity and a fat sheep in the eyes of the Vermilion Bird Sect, Mo Wuji pondered deeply.

I remember now!

Mo Wuji suddenly had a flash of inspiration and retrieved the origins of the Vermilion Bird Sect from the depths of his mind.

The Vermilion Bird Sect also appeared in the original work, although only as a minor character, but it seems to be related to the Cai family.

The Cai family is the family that produced the third-generation Yuan Tian Master and possesses the secret of the military!

Mo Wuji was instantly aroused.

Furthermore, the headquarters of the Vermilion Bird Sect is located in the western part of the Central Continent, while the Crimson Sun Kingdom is the first stop for the people of the Eastern Wilderness to arrive in the Central Continent. The fact that these Vermilion Bird Sect cultivators went to great lengths, crossing most of the Central Continent to book this place, makes it increasingly suspicious!

A large "Danger" character was pasted on the forehead of the Vermilion Bird Sect.

"Saintess of the Purple Mansion, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise the prestige your Purple Mansion Holy Land has built up over many years may be completely destroyed in one fell swoop!"

"Junior brother, have you forgotten? What prestige does this Purple Mansion Holy Land still have? Even when its own Holy Lord and Holy Son were killed, it couldn't utter a single word!"

"If this were in our Central Plains, a nobody like Mo Wuji would have been reduced to ashes long ago if he dared to be so presumptuous!"

"That's right. If even the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion can be killed, what is a mere Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion?"

A group of old dragon-transformed lords were aggressively pressuring the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion. Now, protecting Mo Wuji was no longer just a matter of pride for the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion, but also a matter of face for her as the proud daughter of heaven.

If we cannot leave safely with Mo Wuji today, it is hard to predict what kind of gossip will spread in the future.

Just as Mo Wuji was pondering this, the Purple Mansion Saintess and the Vermilion Bird Sect cultivators in front of him had already started fighting because they couldn't reach an agreement.

Mo Wuji was not surprised. In this world with its simple and honest people, it was already beyond his expectations that the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion could chat with people for so long before starting to fight.

The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion merged with the Dao, unleashing myriad paths with a mere wave of her hand, drawing upon the power of the entire world.

"Auspicious purple clouds are coming from the east!"

This is an unparalleled sacred technique passed down from the Purple Mansion Holy Land. Apart from the similarity in name, it is completely different from the one mastered by Mo Wuji.

The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion waved her hand, as if it were a manifestation of the Dao.

Endless purple energy surged from her delicate palms, like a great waterfall hanging in the sky, or like a surge of purple lava, indestructible and even obscuring the sun.

A terrifying aura swept down, engulfing all directions.

The cultivators of the Vermilion Bird Sect unleashed various spiritual flames in an attempt to contend with the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion.

But it was utterly defeated in the face of the surging purple aura.

A group of old guys were sent flying and knocked back hundreds of feet before they recovered.

The mark between the eyebrows of the Purple Mansion Saintess emitted a purple light, making her even more otherworldly. She calmly said, "You dare to insult my Purple Mansion Holy Land? You must give me an explanation today."

The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion was completely devoid of any fire or heat in her every move, yet she was terrifying beyond measure. Her hands were as white as jade, with each of her ten fingers slender and delicate, as translucent as water onions.

But with a gentle flick of the Purple Mansion Saintess's hand, the void twisted and distorted, imbued with the aura of the Dao. Anyone touched by her hand would be instantly shattered to pieces, their body and soul annihilated.

In the distance, several of the Vermilion Bird Sect cultivators who had previously made the most offensive noise exploded, turning into blood-red fireworks and disappearing from the world.

The remaining Vermilion Bird Sect cultivators were terrified. At this moment, the Purple Mansion Saintess spoke again, "This is a small punishment to teach you a lesson. Get out of here!"

Mo Wuji's gaze swept across the battlefield. Was the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion so soft-hearted?

These old guys, even if they fought to the death, couldn't do anything to her, yet she let them go so easily?

Could it be because of me?

After all, if these old guys disregarded everything and fought to the death, they could easily hold off the Purple Mansion Saintess while sending someone to circle around and ambush Mo Wuji, this mere Dao Palace cultivator.

Of course, Mo Wuji was also eagerly anticipating this moment.

The cultivators of the Vermilion Bird Sect were all old and frail, and they were not as spirited as the young people. They had originally planned to avoid trouble, but unexpectedly, several exceptionally dazzling rainbow lights appeared in the distance.

"I've arrived, Elder!"

"Saintess of the Purple Mansion, if you leave now, we can forgive and forget what happened."

A Vermilion Bird Sect cultivator pointed at Mo Wuji and said, "And you, junior, surrender now!"

Without a second thought, the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion immediately tried to set up a rainbow beam and escape with Mo Wuji.

As the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, and having learned a lesson from the previous Purple Mansion Holy Lord who paid with his blood, she naturally brought several life-saving trump cards with her when she traveled to the Central Continent this time.

But these trump cards are so precious, they can't be wasted on things like this.

The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion spoke in a magnetic voice, "Young friend, please follow me."

"No need."

Mo Wuji casually declined the Purple Mansion Saintess's kind invitation.

He casually waved his hand; no divine light was displayed, but a mysterious fluctuation emanated from his fingertips.

The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion wanted to run away with Mo Wuji, but the purple divine rainbow that was spreading over seemed to have hit an insurmountable chasm.

They remained three feet away from Mo Wuji, unable to advance an inch.

"Please wait a moment, Holy Maiden, I'll be right back."

They said they'd be right back, and they really were very quick.

The strongest of the Vermilion Bird Sect cultivators who came to their aid was only a half-step Great Power, and they were directly killed by Mo Wuji in one move.

Taking into account the round trip, at the speed of the Xingzi Secret Technique, the Purple Mansion Saintess had barely turned her head.

Mo Wuji had already returned and was standing beside her.

Facing a group of Vermilion Bird Sect cultivators who were attacking him, Mo Wuji clasped his hands together. In an instant, he unleashed boundless divine light from his body, reaching the heavens above, the netherworld below, and sweeping across the eight wastelands.

The heavens and the ten directions seemed to have become a world of light.

With every gesture, boundless chaotic energy emanated from Mo Wuji, exuding the aura of the primordial era.

The Taiyin True Scripture and the Taiyang True Scripture resonated within Mo Wuji's body, and the Great Dao Heavenly Sound resounded, as if a group of deities were chanting scriptures in the void.

A chaotic divine diagram floated in Mo Wuji's palm, as if he were holding up a universe.

Within the slowly rotating Chaos Divine Diagram, there are giant Kun striking the water and roc spreading its wings. These two immortal spirits are in harmony with the ultimate principles of Yin and Yang, and every move they make reveals a profound and mysterious Daoist charm.

Mo Wuji was shrouded in a chaotic aura, a hazy sight, except for his two eyes, which shone with a brilliant divine light that pierced through the chaos.

At this moment, Mo Wuji looked down upon all living beings like a high and mighty god.

This move was a secret technique that Mo Wuji created himself, standing on the shoulders of giants.

Using the remnant techniques of the Kunpeng as a harmonizing element, it integrates the two great immortal scriptures of Taiyin and Taiyang.

Although it inevitably falls into the trap of merely copying others.

But this was ultimately a path that Mo Wuji explored and realized on his own!

It is the result of his arduous cultivation!

This alone puts them far ahead of those ordinary people who stick to the rules.

Mo Wuji was now enveloped in a supreme, great, holy, and profound Daoist aura; he was shrouded in chaotic energy, making him seem as unfathomable as a saint.

At this moment, Mo Wuji was sacred and majestic, like a god who had stepped out of ancient history.

All the Vermilion Bird Sect cultivators here, and even the Purple Mansion Saintess, felt a deep sense of insignificance.

The Chaos Divine Diagram in Mo Wuji's palm emitted a wisp of energy, and the Vermilion Bird Sect cultivators who rushed over, even those who were half-step Great Powers, were terrified.

Many more Vermilion Bird Sect cultivators were so frightened that they fell from mid-air and lay prone on the ground.

"Who are you, sir?"

"This time, it was my fault, Zhuque, who taught me wrong."

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"We were blind to your greatness, please spare our lives!"

Damn it, didn't those guys say there was an incredible opportunity here? How come it's such a jinx!

The Vermilion Bird Cult cultivators kowtowed, but Mo Wuji truly seemed like a god.

There was not a trace of pity or compassion in his shining eyes.

Mo Wuji slapped his hand down, as if a god were issuing a judgment.

A gigantic chaotic divine image appeared in the sky, like the eternal blue sky descending.

It was as if heaven and earth were about to merge back together.

Everything vanished into thin air!

The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion stared in disbelief at Mo Wuji's handling of several half-step Great Powers, her cherry-like mouth agape in astonishment.

Her mind was blank, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

"It turns out that Zixia was just being presumptuous all along. I hope you will forgive me, fellow Daoist, no, senior!"

Mo Wuji had never used the Chaos Divine Diagram technique in front of outsiders before, and the cultivators on the Big Dipper were also unaware of the Myriad Transformations Mask's abilities. Therefore, the Purple Mansion Saintess did not suspect Mo Wuji's identity for the time being.

Zixia was now incredibly shy, a large blush spreading across her beautiful face, her originally fair skin glowing with an alluring rosy hue.

Even if she were naive, she would understand that her seemingly heroic act had turned out to be a blunder.

With Mo Wuji's unparalleled ability to suppress all enemies with a mere wave of his hand, why would he need me to save him?

However, the Purple Mansion Saintess's previous actions were not in vain; she practically escaped death by a hair's breadth and came back.

Without this act of standing up for justice, the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion would undoubtedly have followed in the footsteps of the Holy Lord and Holy Son of the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

If this Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion had chosen to stand idly by and witnessed Mo Wuji's massacre, how could Mo Wuji have allowed her to leave?

The two were already in a hostile relationship, so it was essential to be wary of each other.

In Mo Wuji's eyes, there is no difference between men and women. As long as they are enemies, no matter how beautiful they are, he will kill them without even flinching.

It truly achieved equality for all beings.

"Senior, please allow me to take my leave. Rest assured, Zixia swears on her Dao heart that she will not reveal even the slightest information about this place!"

"Don't go, Fairy Zixia. Perhaps you had a great opportunity last time. How about you accompany me on this journey?"

The Purple Mansion Saintess's vision blurred for a moment, and then she suddenly realized that Mo Wuji, who was several feet away, had instantly appeared in front of her and placed a hand on her shoulder.

What a great speed!

And why can't I use the divine power within my body?

I am a primordial Dao embryo. Who is this person who can sever my connection with the myriad Daos of Heaven and Earth? It's terrifying!

The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion still refused to accept her fate. She repeatedly used the trump cards bestowed upon her by the Purple Mansion Holy Land to break through the restrictions left by Mo Wuji in an attempt to escape.

But once the secret technique of the "Traveling Character" was used, he hadn't run far before Mo Wuji caught him again.

The first attempt was futile, the second waned, and the third was exhausted. Only then did the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion give up her plan to escape. She sensed that Mo Wuji really didn't intend to harm her.

Therefore, Mo Wuji no longer wasted his divine power to leave any restrictions within the body of the Purple Mansion Saintess.

The reason he was so determined to capture this Purple Mansion Saintess was simply to eliminate the possibility of information leaks.

Mo Wuji's idea was exactly the same as that of the Vermilion Bird Sect. Next, he was going to explore the opportunity that the Vermilion Bird Sect had discovered.

And this place happens to be located within the territory of the Chiyang Kingdom.

In the Central Plains, there are four immortal dynasties, colossal entities that have remained at their zenith for hundreds of thousands of years, from ancient times to the present, and no one can rival them.

In addition, there are the various schools of thought from the Hundred Schools of Thought, which are also unparalleled and immortal traditions, some of which are even older than the four great dynasties and whose foundations are no less impressive.

At the same time, there are nine ancient kingdoms, which are not as powerful as the four great dynasties, but are still incredibly formidable. They have been established for seventy or eighty thousand years, and the Crimson Sun Kingdom is one of them.

The lesson learned from the last time at the Purple Mansion Saint Son is enough.

This is the Burial Emperor Star. Who knows, the Crimson Sun Kingdom might even be able to bring out a quasi-emperor level weapon to try and snatch this treasure?

Mo Wuji led Zixia on a search, and after traveling only a few dozen miles, they discovered an unusual cave.

The formation was likely left behind by the Vermilion Bird Sect. Upon delving deeper, they discovered it was an entrance.

The entrance to a vast underground palace!

This underground palace stretches as far as the eye can see, with white jade steps and divine iron as its foundation.

You can see the prosperity and glory of this place countless years ago.

But now, all the glory has come to an end.

This underground palace is covered in dust, and countless artifacts have decayed over time.

Even the elixirs, divine ingredients, and weapons carefully preserved using secret methods cannot withstand the erosion of time, and their inner essence is completely lost.

The entire underground space, with its collapsed walls and ruined halls, exuded a deathly stillness and became a paradise for all kinds of light-sensitive snakes, insects, and rodents.

The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion, unlike ordinary little girls, wouldn't be frightened by creatures like cockroaches and rats, and jumped into Mo Wuji's arms.

Instead, she took the initiative to explore, and from the scattered inscriptions and the indelible fragments in the jade slips, the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion deduced the origin of this underground palace.

"This should be the original core divine city of the Celestial Universe Sect!"

"The Celestial Universe Sect was a powerful force that was destroyed fifty or sixty thousand years ago. Even on the eve of its demise, it was no weaker than the current holy lands of the Eastern Wilderness. Its strength at its peak was unimaginable!"

"Before their destruction, this great sect used a secret technique to send their core divine city into the void. During that time, countless cultivators searched for this lost divine city like madmen."

"This divine city contains the accumulated resources of a sacred land over countless years!"

"I never imagined that I—no, I meant my senior—would have found this divine city!"

Vermilion Bird Sect: ? ? ?

"Although all those divine materials have been destroyed, finding the ancient scriptures passed down by the Heavenly Universe Sect would be an incredible stroke of luck."

Mo Wuji's heart stirred. Throughout history, time has been called the universe. The Heavenly Universe Sect, judging from the name, could it be that this great sect originally studied the Dao of Time?

It must be related at least, otherwise how could they dare to use this name?