However, to refine an avatar, one must pay a huge price, and in the end, one has to split off a portion of their own soul and infuse it into the avatar body.
Losing a portion of one’s soul means a decrease in the cultivation speed and perception among other aspects.
Therefore, Mu Qingliu did not cultivate the avatar technique. He wielded the Taihao Immortal Mirror, and in today’s world, no matter the distance, he could instantly form an incarnation with the mirror, which was not much different from an avatar.
“Today, I want to see, Wuji, just how strong you have become after all this time of restraint.”
Mu Qingliu suddenly stood up, and above his head, the Taihao Immortal Realm shone brightly.
…..
At the foot of Yunwu Mountain.
Chunhua and Qiuyue, two Golden Core female cultivators, were whispering to each other.
“The young master has been up there for so long, why hasn’t he come down yet?”
“Perhaps he is talking with the Sect Leader, after all, the young master has not gone out for a long time.”
“Indeed, but the fact that the Sect Leader is willing to talk so much with the young master shows they must have feelings…”
While chatting, Chunhua and Qiuyue glanced toward the top of Yunwu Mountain.
Suddenly.
A terrifying fluctuation transmitted from the mountaintop.
Instinctively, Chunhua and Qiuyue looked up.
They were instantly so shocked that their jaws dropped.
They saw two figures soaring into the sky from the top of Yunwu Mountain.
The one on the left was the Immortal Sect Leader, Mu Qingliu, with the Founding Artefact of the Sect, the Taihao Immortal Mirror, radiating boundless light and boundless calamity, his presence overwhelming.
The figure on the right seemed to possess supreme strength, with raging blood energy and rolling crimson clouds drowning the area within a hundred thousand miles.
With the Taihao Immortal Mirror above his head, the Immortal Sect Leader, Mu Qingliu, appeared like a ship that could capsize at any moment among the vast sea of blood and energy, swaying unsteadily.
The key puzzlement for Chunhua and Qiuyue was that the figure overpowering the Sect Leader seemed to be their Young Master, Jun Wuji?
Was the Young Master fighting the Sect Leader?
It seems the Sect Leader couldn’t defeat the Young Master?
Chunhua and Qiuyue opened their mouths wide.
…
The moment Mu Qingliu and Lin Yuan clashed, terrifying fluctuations spread in all directions.
West of Divine Continent.
Demon Saint’s Nest.
The Demon Saint was pondering the strength of Master Yuanyang, who could block a strike from Mu Qingliu wielding the Taihao Immortal Mirror, when suddenly,
“What is that?”
The Demon Saint’s expression suddenly changed.
He clearly felt two powerful auras clashing in the center of Central Divine Continent.
One aura, boundless light and boundless calamity, illuminating every corner of the world, should indeed be Mu Qingliu.
As for the other aura, blood energy pervaded, shaking Central Divine Continent. Despite the infinite power of the Taihao Immortal Mirror surpassing the limits of the Refining Void Period, it still seemed unstable amidst the terrifying blood energy.
“Who could it be?”
“Who could be suppressing Mu Qingliu in Central Divine Continent?”
The Demon Saint was truly scared.
That was Mu Qingliu wielding the Taihao Immortal Mirror, with divine might covering the world, unrivaled by anyone. When had he ever been so suppressed, especially at his own doorstep?
“Show yourself.”
The Demon Saint took a deep breath and reached out in front of him.
He was activating some secret technique to project the scene of the great battle in the center of the Divine Continent here.
Whoosh.
A series of ethereal images slowly emerged.
It was a battlefield located in the Nine Heavens.
The rolling crimson clouds, the pure red blood energy nearly drowning everything.
But the Demon Saint vaguely noticed a mighty man standing at the center of this ocean of blood, he stood tall, swinging a certain type of fist technique, pressing down on the Taihao Immortal Mirror and Mu Qingliu agonizingly.
Every punch the man threw created a faint fist imprint on the body of the Taihao Immortal Mirror, which would instantly heal, but this was the Taihao Immortal Mirror, a Dao Integration Period Immortal Artifact.
It was supposed to be indestructible.
“Overwhelming blood energy? Is it the Body Cultivation lineage? No, it’s not just that…”
The Demon Saint swallowed nervously. It had been a very long time since he felt such fear, but seeing that mighty man now, the Demon Saint’s mind trembled.
“Who could it be?”
“Who could it be?”
The Demon Saint continued to stimulate the secret technique, and the image gradually became clearer, revealing the mighty man’s features.
“It’s…”
The Demon Saint widened his eyes.
As an Ancient Saint of Refinement Void, his memory was incredibly strong. Every time he awoke, he would recall the faces of all slightly notable cultivators from the Daode Immortal Sect in Central Divine Continent.
And at this moment, the face of that mighty man was none other than that of Jun Wuji, regarded as a waste by the Daode Immortal Sect due to his lack of Spirit Root qualifications?
“How is this possible?”
The Demon Saint was dumbfounded, unable to respond for a long time.
…
“Is it Jun Wuji?”
“How is he so powerful?”
In the Blood Demon Sea, the lord of the Blood Demons was also feeling waves of shock in his heart.
He had tried before, to win over Jun Wuji, through whom he could gain favor with Jun Dongjin.
He was thus quite familiar with Jun Wuji, having paid close attention to him.
But now,
The lord of the Blood Demons trembled in fear.
The lineage of the Blood Demons, most afraid of the utmost rigid and yang blood energy,
Although the lord of the Blood Demons had extremely strong life-saving measures, claiming that as long as the Blood Demon Sea exists, he could not die,
Seeing that towering figure enveloped in towering blood energy, the lord of the Blood Demons felt that if he were in Mu Qingliu’s position, even his vast Blood Demon Sea would be evaporated by that boundless blood energy.
“Jun Wuji, I never expected you to have hidden so deeply!!”
The Blood Demon Lord steadied his mind.
At that moment, he suddenly thought of the blood-red figure he had sent to win over Jun Wuji.
The blood-red figure had died very quickly, and the Blood Demon Lord had thought it was just bad luck, discovered by Mu Qingliu wielding the Taihao Immortal Mirror.
But now, it seemed likely that the blood-red figure had died at the hands of Jun Wuji.
“Fortunately…”
The Blood Demon Lord looked at the ongoing fight, or rather, it was Jun Wuji dominating Mu Qingliu, and for some reason, he felt relieved.
Even though he didn’t know why Jun Wuji was fighting with his grandfather Mu Qingliu.
But this was a good thing.
Given the strength that Jun Wuji had displayed.
If anyone teamed up with Mu Qingliu.
No, even without teaming up.
If Jun Wuji harbored killing intent towards them.
He wouldn’t be able to escape even if he wanted to.
The other Ancient Saints of Refinement Void could possibly hide in some corner and cling to life.
But since he was merged with the Blood Demon Sea, he couldn’t escape, and was too obvious a target, practically a living target.
…..
Nether Palace.
The emaciated man’s forehead vaguely oozed cold sweat.
He didn’t have a physical body, existing only as a soul form, and shouldn’t even be capable of ‘cold sweat,’ but feeling the intensity of the fight between Lin Yuan and Mu Qingliu about blew his scalp off.
Such vast and relentless vitality, if it came to suppress him…
The emaciated man didn’t dare to imagine the consequences.
As the King of Ghost Cultivators, he possessed a certain ‘immortality’ trait.
But even immortality had its limits.
Being swept with that boundless vitality once would strip him of a layer of ‘skin.’
Swept a few more times, and he probably would indeed die.
“Retreat, retreat, retreat.”
The emaciated man immediately controlled the Nether Palace to flee towards the utmost southern direction.
He was truly afraid.
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Above the Nine Heavens.
Mu Qingliu, with the Taihao Immortal Mirror above his head, struggled to defend.
“Wuji… how is Wuji so strong… ”
Mu Qingliu’s expression was ugly; he had originally thought that much of Jun Wuji’s strength resided in Master Yuanyang.
His sudden attack.
Not to mention defeating the adversary, at least he expected to regain some face.
Being inferior to his own grandson was not a good thing for a grandfather.
But the reality was the opposite.
In merely an instant of contact.
He was suppressed by Lin Yuan.
And he hadn’t had a chance to counterattack since then.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to counterattack.
But that he simply couldn’t.
“We can’t drag this on.”
Mu Qingliu made up his mind.
Although with the help of the Taihao Immortal Mirror, he could still hold on.
Continuing like this wasn’t good.
“Let’s return to the Daode Immortal Sect.”
Mu Qingliu sighed.
For the first time in tens of thousands of years, the leader of the sect was forced to retreat to his own sect’s gate by an outsider.
Whoosh.
The Taihao Immortal Mirror suddenly emitted boundless light.
Breaking through layers of vitality.
It shot towards Mount Morality Immortal.
“Hm?”
Seeing this, Lin Yuan followed closely.
…
Mount Morality Immortal.
Immortal Qi filled the air.
But at this time, the entire sect was as if facing a great enemy.
The Sect Master’s terrifying battle in the sky above the Cloud Mist Blessed Land was naturally sensed early on by many disciples nearby Mount Morality Immortal.
Many elders and the Supreme Elders all began to activate the Sect Protection Array.
Hum!
A beam of mirror light fell from above.
The Taihao Immortal Mirror, as the pivot of the sect’s Great Formation of Mount Morality Immortal,
could ignore many of the sect’s formations and directly enter.
“Quickly activate the Nine Heavens Defense Array, the Ten Earths Thick Soil Array, the Five Elements Rotation Array, the Yin Yang Integration Array…”
Mu Qingliu, in a rush, activated the Taihao Immortal Realm, turning on all the countless arrays the Daode Immortal Sect had accumulated over tens of thousands of years.
The next moment.
Whoosh.
Like the dawn sky, boundless and unparalleled, the brilliant and startling torrents of vitality submerged Mount Morality Immortal.