Chapter 1372: 673: Yin Wind Refining God! Moluo Awakens! (Part 2)

Chapter 1372: Chapter 673: Yin Wind Refining God! Moluo Awakens! (Part 2)

Nowadays, the world is in constant turmoil, with chaos already on the horizon. He already possesses a foundation, but the only thing lacking is a true powerhouse to oversee everything.

And such a powerhouse must undoubtedly be a Sixth Realm Immortal.

With Moluo emerging from seclusion, he now has confidence.

Even if Xiang Qianqiu really intends to strike, he might not be able to be slain.

The Emperor Slaughter Saber still radiates light, while Moluo gradually appears, wearing a white monk robe, smiling eyes full of compassion. He looks at Chen Yuan and nods slightly, saying:

“Your power has improved again, very good!”

“How was your seclusion, senior?”

Chen Yuan then asked.

Moluo’s injuries have always been a hidden concern. If he were at his peak, he would undoubtedly be very strong, hence Chen Yuan’s impatience to find out.

“Everything went smoothly, nothing major.”

After speaking, Moluo’s gaze shifted to the Blood Pond below, finally settling on a nearby blood-red tree, a touch of seriousness flashing in his eyes. He frowned and said solemnly:

“Yin Soul Wood!”

“Yin Soul Wood?”

Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow. He only knew that a Blood Soul Wood was hidden within the blood tree, but had never heard of Yin Soul Wood.

“This tree, along with the Netherworld Bone Tree, is one of the ten divine trees, rare in the human world. Unexpectedly, you encountered a second one.” Moluo glanced at Chen Yuan, his eyes flickering.

What the Netherworld Bone Tree is, Chen Yuan naturally knew. Previously, at the Blood Lake, he relied on this thing to break through to the Heavenly Core realm, and Moluo also benefited greatly as a result.

“What use does it have?”

“The heart of this tree can temper the Primordial Spirit, and the Yang God is the ultimate Yang, guiding lightning into the God. This tree, however, can refine the Primordial Spirit into the ultimate Yin.

Transforming Yin into Yang is a rare opportunity in the human world. You haven’t experienced the Wind Tribulation. By refining this tree heart along with crossing the tribulation, you can cultivate your Primordial Spirit to perfection.”

“And this tree is probably a thousand years old, further nurtured by Blood Essence, so its effects should be even greater.”

Even Moluo couldn’t describe Chen Yuan’s luck. Indeed, the secrets on him are significant, always managing to find what he needs at crucial moments.

The term Heavenly Favored alone doesn’t quite suffice to describe it.

“A thousand years old, Yin Wind Refining God!”

Chen Yuan nodded slightly.

Clearly, this thing might be related to the previous evil sect, no wonder they were unwilling to leave. Later, when the No-Life Sect took over, it was the same.

They obviously knew this tree was a valuable thing.

As for what Moluo said about Yin Wind Refining God, it was even more to his liking. As long as he reached the Refining God Peak, he could start looking for treasures to break through to the Yang God realm.

Once he breaks through to Yang God, his combat strength will definitely reach a terrifying level.

“The tree heart is useful to you, and this tree and the Blood Pond below are also useful to me. You truly came to the right place.” Moluo smiled faintly.

His injuries aren’t serious, but that doesn’t mean he’s fully recovered. In fact, there’s still a long way to go. With so much Blood Essence here for him to consume, even if he can’t fully recover, it should come close.

Chen Yuan’s ‘luck’ is indeed terrifying. He once thought he would need decades to heal, yet in just about a year, there’s hope for recovery.

Saving an unknowable amount of time.

“Since that’s the case, let’s take this tree heart and leave this place.”

“Impossible.”

“Hmm?”

Chen Yuan turned his gaze towards Moluo, with a hint of inquiry.

“The Yin Soul Tree Heart must be refined immediately after it’s taken. Otherwise, within a maximum of a quarter of an hour, the Yin Qi will gradually dissipate, and the essence will be lost. Additionally, with the continuous condensation of Blood Essence, the time will probably be even shorter.”

“Is it okay to undergo the Wind Tribulation here?”

“No worries, with me here, no disturbances will spread out.” Moluo smiled faintly, exuding overwhelming confidence. In fact, if he wanted, he could suppress everyone here in a short time.

But Chen Yuan doesn’t want to alarm Jingtai to avoid unnecessary trouble.

With Moluo’s intervention now, Chen Yuan felt assured, and immediately stopped hesitating, nodding:

“Alright, I’ll follow your advice, senior.”

After speaking, he directly reached out and grabbed the Yin Soul Tree. Though it’s a Spirit Wood, it’s not particularly solid. Under Chen Yuan’s strong physique, it’s not much stronger than tofu.

Without needing to explore, when Chen Yuan withdrew his hand, he firmly grasped a blood-red item that pulsed faintly, much like a human heart.

The only difference is that this Blood Soul Wood emitted a dense, almost indissoluble Yin Qi.

He didn’t say much, nor did he want to waste time. He sat down cross-legged to begin refining the Blood Soul Wood, hardly moving after entering the underground.

Being at his peak, it’s fine even if he saved time from recuperation.

Of course, the main reason was not to delay for too long, lest the Blood Soul Wood’s essence be lost.

Determination flashed in Chen Yuan’s eyes. Refine this item, and overcome the Wind Tribulation!

Moluo smiled faintly, waving his hand to envelop the entire cave with an invisible force. Then he leaped up to the Yin Soul Tree.

After the Blood Soul Wood was extracted, the Yin Soul Tree began visibly withering, its bark drying up more and more. But with a single point from Moluo, the Blood Pond below started rapidly gathering towards the Yin Soul Tree.

At the same time, after being refined by the Yin Soul Tree, it was devoured by the cross-legged sitting Moluo.

As the devouring began, insubstantial Yin Souls surfaced, eyes filled with madness and venomous intent, trying to tear Chen Yuan and Moluo apart.

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Within Luochen Mountain, before Chen Family Village.

Gu Tianqiong, Li Kuangxiu, and Sima Che stood in mid-air, their Divine Thought encompassing the entire Chen Family Village, rolling black clouds scattering, rumbling explosions resonating in the void.

The men, women, old, and young of Chen Family Village stepped out of their courtyards, looking up at the sky, eyes full of terror.

Born and raised here for decades, they’d never seen such a sight. It was utterly terrifying, inevitably causing fear to arise in their hearts.

“This place is sealed, Wu Daozi, you can’t escape anymore!”

Sima Che sneered coldly, his voice resonating, echoing between heaven and earth.

On the lake above the mountain behind Chen Family Village, the hunchbacked Wu Daozi sighed softly, shook his head slowly, murmuring to himself:

“In the end, I’ve been found….”

He had erased all traces of his existence while hiding here, with only Chen Huaiyi and Chen Yuan knowing of his presence. Wu Daozi believed they wouldn’t disturb him.

So….

Who leaked his whereabouts?

“So be it, after living for so many years, it’s enough.” Wu Daozi laughed at himself, then stopped thinking about it. From the small boat, he picked up a wooden long box.

“Click.”

The wooden box opened, revealing a scroll inside.

This was the painting he created with his last bit of strength before his cultivation dissipated. It’s not a landscape or anything else, but a personal portrait of himself.

It contained a portion of his power.

He hadn’t lied to Chen Yuan. He truly was spent.

When the scroll was unfurled, it depicted a middle-aged scholar exuding an air of scholarly refinement, his eyes bright, bearing an entirely different from his current hunchbacked appearance.

Only his facial features bore a seventy percent resemblance.

“My brush terrifies ghosts and gods, a single thought stirs clouds and wind!”

Wu Daozi smiled faintly, bit his fingernail, forcing a drop of Essence Blood onto the scroll. Then, the scroll immediately shone with astonishing light.

Light enveloped him from head to toe.

The world only knew Danqing’s miraculous pen work, but few knew his true strength. Otherwise, Chen Yuan’s mother wouldn’t have entrusted him with their child.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been capable of employing the Heavenly Mechanism Technique.

As the light dissipated, Wu Daozi underwent a transformation, from his grizzled hair and beard to the image of a middle-aged scholar wearing a scholarly robe, resembling a teacher.

Wu Daozi lifted his head, stepped forward, and at the entrance of Chen Family Village, a broken spear lit up, shedding rust and soaring skyward!

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