12dz Chapter 44 Frostbone Clan
Chapter 44 Frostbone Clan
Mo Yuan concealed the colorful mist and Daoist aura surrounding him. The Primordial Mirror and the Five Virtues Brush, their mysterious light contained, floated beside him. Under the urging of his divine sense, the Five Virtues Brush rapidly wrote content in the Primordial Mirror.
The Hundred Arts, The Way of Refining Weapons, and Acquired Spiritual Treasures.
The Hundred Arts Chapter: The Way of Alchemy, The Three-Stage Golden Elixir.
The Spiritual Objects Chapter: The Innate Spiritual Root Register, Top-Grade Innate Spiritual Root, Pure Heart Golden Thunder Bamboo.
The Spiritual Objects Chapter, a manual on rare and precious materials, includes low-grade acquired spiritual roots such as Jade Marrow Vermilion Fruit and Hidden Bamboo Willow...
Mo Yuan didn't mind the time and effort involved. He recorded all the knowledge and insights in his mind in the Primordial Mirror and organized them in a very clear and categorized manner.
After writing and organizing, Mo Yuan gained a systematic understanding of the art of weapon crafting and alchemy. Moreover, he was able to identify his own shortcomings and fill in the gaps.
The primordial mirror grows ever more profound, and the Five Virtues Brush reveals even greater auspiciousness.
Mo Yuan also recorded various strange and unusual events along the way in the "Secrets of the Primordial Era," thus leaving some mysteries for later generations and stimulating their desire to explore.
Mo Yuan had a keen insight into the human tribes that thrived and competed with the demon race for survival among the mountains and rivers of the Eastern World and the Northern Sea Continent. He often witnessed bloody battles erupting between the two races.
However, the result of the bloody battle was naturally that the human race suffered heavy losses.
Seeing this, Mo Yuan did not make a move most of the time. Only when he saw demon soldiers and generals with extremely high cultivation levels wantonly slaughtering humans would he deliver a fatal blow.
The demon cores and body materials of those demon soldiers and generals were all burned by Mo Yuan with the Qilin True Fire, and finally returned to the world. He did not take a single thing.
If he encounters a barren and desolate place, he will also freely release the creative power of a primordial auspicious beast, summoning spiritual rain to irrigate all things and bestow life upon those withered trees.
When he occasionally finds rare and precious materials, he doesn't just collect them all for profit. Instead, he sometimes leaves behind some seeds of immortal herbs and spiritual flowers and irrigates them with a few drops of spiritual liquid.
Although this action did not bring him any Heavenly Merit, Mo Yuan suddenly felt his mind was clear, and two more strands of Humanity's Blessings appeared in his Chaos Sea.
When Mo Yuan finally stepped into the territory of the North Sea, it was already several hundred years after he left Qilin Cliff.
The world was filled with malevolent energy and miasma, as well as dense demonic and monster energy. Only by activating the Qilin True Fire could Mo Yuan remain unaffected.
What came into view was not a turbulent sea, but a vast, dark expanse stretching to the sky. The water was as black as ink, without a single ripple. Occasionally, ancient ice covered with cracks stood on the surface, emanating a deep blue-green light.
On the shores of the North Sea, the skeletons of ferocious beasts and the remains of demons are scattered about, and when the cold wind blows, it sounds like the wailing of millions of souls.
Mo Yuan raised his head and looked up at the sky, where thirty-six tainted stars hung. They were not stars outside the celestial canopy, but ominous formations created over hundreds of millions of years by the infinite evil energy, miasma, and demonic energy of heaven and earth.
Occasionally, a ghastly green light would descend from the filthy stars and fall into the vast Northern Sea, followed by mournful howls, and then living beings would perish, body and soul.
"The Shadowfly Clan is truly terrifying."
Mo Yuan frowned slightly; he had discerned the tragedy.
Before coming to Beihai, Master Yuding told him about the various situations in Beihai, including the demon races there, namely the Shadow Creatures, Frost Skulls, Shark Clan, and Demon Flying Clan.
That ghastly green light just now came from the Shadowfly Clan.
This race has no physical form; they can only reveal faint outlines within the rules and order of the corrupted star, resembling distorted human figures.
Better to lose three souls than to be missing even a shadow.
This is an old saying that has been passed down in the Beihai area.
The Shadowfly Clan hunts living beings through their shadows, silently devouring their life force and essence. By the time the Shadowflies realize what's happening, they've already exhausted their life force and perished.
"The fact that races like the Shadowwing Clan and the Frost Skull Clan can thrive in such a harsh environment as the North Sea is enough to show how strange and peculiar these races are. Unless absolutely necessary, we should not make enemies with them."
"Mount Youdu is located in the middle of the North Sea. To get there, one must cross half of the North Sea, and the dangers involved are self-evident. I must be extremely vigilant."
Mo Yuan's eyes were deep as he gazed at the boundless North Sea and spoke.
With a slight thought, the Qian Yuan Pagoda concealed its innate spiritual light and hovered above his head, with layers of restrictions and order forming a barrier that completely enveloped him.
The Taihao Flying Knife has been transformed into an ordinary decoration, hidden among his scales, capable of unleashing boundless power the moment he encounters a crisis.
Stepping onto the beach by the North Sea, Mo Yuan could clearly feel a chilling aura rushing towards the top of his head. He had to circulate the Earth Dao Ancestral Qi Scripture and rely on the Qilin True Fire to block this aura.
As he wandered among the mountain-like skeletons of ferocious beasts and the remains of demons, Mo Yuan's primordial spirit seemed to be about to be devoured by some unknown entity. Fortunately, the Qilin Seal suppressed his primordial spirit, preventing any accidents from happening.
Mo Yuan headed towards the North Sea. His figure appeared small in the light mist and hazy light, but his steps remained firm.
Until, the blood begins to throb, and the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune is triggered.
Mo Yuan then realized that he had been tricked.
Looking up at the thirty-six filthy stars, Mo Yuan finally realized a secret. It turned out that the thirty-six filthy stars had formed an array that would distort the space within the North Sea and obscure people's divine sense.
Logically, he should have already set foot on the North Sea, but looking around, he found himself spinning in circles, surrounded by the ferocious Frostbone Clan.
The remains of ferocious beasts, the corpses of demons, and the ancient ice all spontaneously combined to form grotesque skeletons with pale soul fire burning in their eyes and emitting piercing roars.
"So this is the Frost Skull Clan. I almost fell for their trick."
"Using the formation of thirty-six tainted stars to hunt me, if I hadn't noticed in time, they would have swarmed me and torn me to pieces by now!"
Mo Yuan looked at the menacing Frostbone Clan members, a look of fear appearing in his eyes. He released his aura, revealing his peak True Immortal cultivation.
To be honest, Mo Yuan didn't want to get too entangled with the Frostbone Clan. He just wanted to reach the center of the North Sea safely and head to Youdu Mountain.
Whether it's the Shadow Clan or the Frost Skull Clan, they will cast a tragic shadow over Wen Zhong's expedition to the North Sea during the future Investiture of the Gods calamity, and he doesn't want to exterminate them prematurely.
Or, to put it another way, if you get entangled with the Frost Skull Clan, you only have two options: either wipe them all out or escape.
But as the young master of the Qilin clan, Mo Yuan was valued by the two sages. How could he boost their morale and diminish his own prestige? Why should he avoid their sharp edge?
"As expected of a pure-blooded variant of the Qilin clan, you were able to sense something was wrong in advance. Unfortunately, you are now surrounded by our people, and your only fate is to have your life essence drained and then refined by us."
At this moment, a giant general, whose body was hundreds of feet tall, slowly walked forward. The soul fire in his eyes was dark blue, and his aura was that of a peak True Immortal.
"Yeah?"
"The Qilin Strikes the Sky, Five-Colored Light Collapses the Heavens!"
Mo Yuan was too lazy to waste words with this Skull Commander. In the blink of an eye, he used the Qilin Clan's divine power. A golden hoofprint covering nearly a thousand miles, with lightning and thunder moving within it, suddenly appeared and crushed towards the surrounding Frost Skull Clan members like a mountain.
Five-colored rays of light surged from his chest and then transformed into a hazy gray beam of light. After locking onto the Skull Commander, it swiftly and decisively annihilated him.
Mo Yuan remained silent, only focusing on displaying his supernatural powers.
"Arrogant!"
The soul fire in the Skull Commander's eyes burned fiercely; he was clearly enraged.
For countless years, the Frost Skull Clan had always been the ones who actively hunted others; who would dare to strike them first?
Mo Yuan's immediate use of the Qilin Clan's divine powers is a blatant insult to them.
The roles of offense and defense have reversed, and they have become the prey.
"kill!"
The roars and howls were deafening.
Countless Frostbone Clan members charged towards Mo Yuan, including the enraged Frostbone Commander.
But in the next instant, the golden hoofprint fell like a divine judgment, and the soul fire of the Frost Skull Clan collapsed and their bodies disintegrated. Even the Skull Commander had his head smashed by the five-colored sky-shattering light, and his body fell into the distance.
"You're asking for it."
"Frost Skull Clan warriors, gather before me, for I will crush you into mincemeat!"
The Skull Commander Zaochi did not perish. He was furious and grabbed a ferocious beast's head, pressing it against his neck. Then he gave orders to the other Frost Skulls.
As the leader of the Frost Skull Clan, he could command all his subordinates to merge with him, using their power to transcend the barriers of realm. Even a Golden Immortal would be crushed by him, dying from exhaustion of magical power.
The reason is that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is thin in the Beihai region, and it is also mixed with various evil energies and miasma. If one tries to absorb and refine it by using cultivation techniques, it will be a death sentence.
For a long time, the Frost Skull tribe has developed a set of battle tactics: no matter how strong the enemy is, as long as they are trapped in a cage, they will eventually be worn down and become food for the tribe, or even part of their bodies.
"I have always pursued quiet cultivation and have never wanted to commit murder, but you are all stubborn and determined to trap me here, so I have no choice but to fight back."
"Qilin True Fire, incinerate!"
Mo Yuan said in a deep voice.
The Skull Commander Zaochi led the Frost Skull Clan to secretly hunt him, which was wrong of him in the first place; everything he did was merely to protect himself.
After being repelled, Zaochi did not flee but instead tried to absorb many of his subordinates into his body to engage in a fierce and bloody battle. Zaochi had no choice but to go on a killing spree.
However, he had to admit that the Frost Skull tribe was more troublesome than he had anticipated.
Having withstood the five-colored, heaven-shattering light without dying, Zaochi is quite a formidable character.
The overwhelming Qilin True Fire surged from the top of Mo Yuan's two wind and cloud horns, instantly transforming into a sea of fire that covered tens of thousands of miles. All the Frost Skull Clan members who came into contact with the Qilin True Fire, as well as those skeletons and corpses, turned into dust and disappeared.
"How could this happen?"
Chisel Tooth let out a mournful howl. His body had grown to tens of thousands of feet tall, and the soul fire in his eyes shone with golden light, but he could not get rid of the Qilin True Fire no matter what he did.
After all, Zaochi could never have imagined that Mo Yuan had refined the Qilin True Fire of the Primordial Qilin and cultivated his own Qilin True Fire to the level of Auspicious Fire Reaching the Heavens, in which all demons, monsters, and evil spirits in the mortal world would be reduced to ashes.
Once he attains the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm and elevates the Qilin True Fire to the Saint Flame Return to Truth level, a single wisp of Qilin True Fire will be enough to burn everything in this North Sea region to ashes. How could he possibly be besieged and killed by the Frost Skull Clan like he is now?
"Fellow Daoist, please prepare to die!"
Mo Yuan didn't say much; he spoke softly.
The Frost Skull tribe actively sought trouble with him, so he had no choice but to annihilate them.
If other Frost Skull Clan leaders or Golden Immortal Skull Kings come seeking revenge, he will still do the same thing he is doing now: annihilate all the invading enemies.
With a slight thought from Mo Yuan, the Taihao Flying Knife slashed through the void and pierced Zaochi's right eye. In an instant, dozens of drops of Moonlight Divine Water poured onto Zaochi's soul fire, and then the Skull Commander was in excruciating pain as his primordial spirit and soul were corroded.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Qilin True Fire completely engulfed it.
In no time, the tens of thousands of feet long body of the Chisel Tooth turned to ashes, and the Frost Skull Clan within a radius of hundreds of thousands, even nearly a million miles, perished in this bloody battle.
On the southern shore of the North Sea, one can see that the original remains of ferocious beasts and the corpses of demons have all disappeared, and the evil energy and miasma in the world have been cleaned up. Then, the radiance of the sun shines down from the clouds.
After resolving the trouble caused by the Frostbone Clan, Mo Yuan only expended a little effort to find the flaw in the formation of the thirty-six filthy stars. He planned to cross the North Sea and reach Youdu Mountain.
Just then, a voice came from behind him.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait!"
Upon hearing this...
Mo Yuan dared not be careless. Without any hesitation, he quickly headed towards the North Sea.
There is no other reason.
This statement contains profound cause and effect; who dares to turn back?
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