The entrance to Mo Yuan. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

In a Daoist Palace occupying a vast area, many visiting Golden Core Ancestors were gathered to discuss.

This exploration of Mo Yuan has truly been full of twists and turns, breathtaking.

Although due to the event involving Ascendant Tianying, quite a few Golden Core Cultivators lost their lives, those who survived really struck it rich, at least doubling or tripling their wealth.

Logically, with such immense gains, the many Golden Core Ancestors from all over should be quite satisfied and ready to leave.

However, the disappearance of Elder Qingxu and Nether Abyss Ancestor, along with the sudden changes in Mo Yuan and the Magnetic Barrier, have sparked even greater ambitions and schemes among many.

"...The Black Tide has completely vanished."

An elder with a tall crown and a long robe said cheerfully:

"And after the Black Tide disappeared, the strength of the Magnetic Barrier hasn’t changed at all, so many Fellow Daoists can put their worries to rest."

"Currently, the first layer of the Magnetic Barrier can be broken by any cultivator above the Middle stage of the Golden Core with full power; the second layer of the Magnetic Barrier can also be easily torn apart by joining forces."

As he spoke, his eyebrows danced with unconcealed joy:

"From now on, Mo Yuan is no longer a perilous place that can only be explored once every few hundred or thousand years, but an inexhaustible Treasure Vault!"

"This is tremendous good news for all the Fellow Daoists present!"

Upon hearing his words:

Many Golden Core Cultivators exchanged glances and began to whisper amongst themselves, exchanging Divine Thoughts.

The first and second zones of Mo Yuan are actually very vast, and with the influence and suppression of the Primordial Magnetic Power, they can’t be thoroughly plundered in merely a few days.

Everyone unanimously agreed that they should plunder it clean first, which barely kept their originally fracturing cooperation together.

But regarding the future handling of Mo Yuan, the many Golden Core Cultivators were divided in opinion.

Some Golden Core Ancestors, who traveled alone or didn’t value their subordinates, didn’t have much desire for Mo Yuan, just wanting to take enough and leave;

But some Golden Core Cultivators had their sights set on Mo Yuan itself, even considering the idea of relocating their sects or families there.

The fact is, Mo Yuan’s value is truly astounding.

The unique environment not only produces a vast amount of rare Spiritual Objects and treasures but also serves as an excellent place for cultivating Spiritual Objects and herbs, allowing for a continuous flow.

Though Mo Yuan itself is indeed treacherous, these dangers are somewhat manageable, and even the most dangerous Black Death Beasts won’t increase in number as long as the Black Tide doesn’t erupt, allowing for gradual elimination.

For a time:

Regarding the issue of control over Mo Yuan, many Golden Core Cultivators were both openly and secretly vying for dominance, words filled with barbs, and the atmosphere growing increasingly tense.

"Everyone."

Finally, a Nascent Soul Cultivator of the Yin Water Lineage said in a deep voice:

"Have you all forgotten something?"

"This is Da Mo’s territory, not ours. If we want to establish ourselves here, the first thing we need to do is move the obstructing stones out of the way!"

As soon as he spoke, many Golden Core Cultivators exchanged glances, showing signs of agreement.

In this exploration of Mo Yuan, whether it was the contention over Mitian Sand or the battle for the Sun Burning Celestial Sunflower, the powerful Da Mo Native Sect emerged as the biggest winner.

But now, their two strongest Golden Core Ancestors are trapped in Mo Yuan, their fates unknown, making them easy prey, not to mention they are now in many people’s way!

"Those few hiding in the Li Yuan Sect’s mountain gate are not worth worrying about."

A Golden Core Cultivator slowly said:

"But Elder Qingxu and Nether Abyss Ancestor are matters we cannot ignore."

"What if they are merely temporarily trapped in the deepest layers and suddenly return in a few days? That would be troublesome then..."

"Return?"

A female Golden Core Cultivator said with a smile:

"That’s unlikely."

"Whether they died at the hands of Ascendant Tianying or are trapped in the depths, it makes no difference for us."

"All of you have experienced the sturdiness of the third layer of the Magnetic Barrier; unless they achieve the Nascent Soul Realm, there’s no hope for their return."

Hearing this, many Golden Core Cultivators laughed.

The Nascent Soul Realm is not that easy to reach.

No matter if the deepest layers of Mo Yuan are as rumored, where even Level four Spiritual Objects and treasures are not uncommon, resource abundance alone isn’t enough.

To reach the Nascent Soul Realm requires talent, resources, determination, and opportunity—all indispensable. If it were possible to rely solely on resources to ascend, the Celestial Continent would be filled with Lords Nascent Soul by now.

In reality, any Nascent Soul grandmaster is regarded as a Great Cultivator of the Immortal Dao, deserving of solemn respect from even the Nine Heavens Alliance.

"We should act quickly, leaving them no chance to escape!"

A Golden Core Ancestor with a stern expression spoke:

"A swift strike, direct to the heart of the matter!!"

...

That day.

Nearly twenty Golden Core Cultivators joined forces, launching a surprise attack on the Li Yuan Sect’s mountain gate with blinding speed.

Although Black Abyss Ascendant, Jiuhua Ancestor, and Ying Mo Sect Leader were prepared, they were still caught off guard.

If not for the recent re-forging of the Mountain Gate Array under the presidence of Elder Qingxu, and the elevation of vigilance to the highest level, along with the Array being run at full capacity, the first wave of the assault might have broken through the Array, resulting in heavy casualties.

Yet, even with such a formidable Array and several Golden Core Cultivators in reserve, it only bought a bit more time.

The force of those laying siege was indeed too formidable.

Realizing that the Mountain Gate Array of the Li Yuan Sect was extraordinarily strong, the invading Golden Core Cultivators quickly split off half their number to disrupt the land’s Qi and cut off the earth’s veins, aiming to weaken the Array’s foundation as much as possible.

Not only that, they split into two factions, taking turns attacking with divine techniques and magical treasures day and night, causing the mountain gate array to falter within half a month, leaving Black Abyss Ascendant and others scrambling to put out fires and exhausted.

After bitterly holding on for a month, the grand array was finally breached.

On the day the array was breached, Black Abyss Ascendant, Jiuhua Ancestor, Ying Mo Sect Leader and others unleashed their long-prepared methods—

They had buried twelve magical treasures throughout the array base, and when the array collapsed, they detonated them all at once, causing considerable chaos, even seriously injuring several of the beseiging Golden Core Cultivators, and took advantage of the chaos to escape for their lives.

Yet despite their utmost efforts, the Da Mo Native Sect side suffered heavy casualties, and in the end, only half managed to escape the Da Mo border, vanishing thereafter.

From this point on:

The structure of the Three Sects and One Family of Da Mo became history, and the cultivation realm entered a new era.

A half month later, in Da Li, True Yang Ancestor, Dugu Tianyi and others learned of the changes in the Da Mo Cultivation Realm.

"...Missing?"

Dugu Tianyi frowned deeply, sitting in the Taishi chair, his expression shifting unpredictably.

His appearance had not changed much, but there was a vague air of deadness about him, clearly due to his lifespan nearing its limit, even his magical power mechanism was hard to contain.

"Who would have thought, a brilliant character like that would end up trapped in the Mo Abyss."

Du Guyan sat next to him, clicking his tongue and said:

"The path of cultivation is indeed fraught with danger."

"Fortunately, I cultivate the Path of Water and Fire, Kan and Li. I was thinking of going to watch the spectacle, lucky I didn’t go."

He shook his head and suddenly reacted:

"Great Uncle, you seem unhappy?"

"Even though we’ve lost our backer, it also means we have one less overlord above us, we won’t have to pay tribute to Qingxu Palace in the future, isn’t that a good thing?"

"At the very least, it should have its pros and cons, but your face doesn’t seem well..."

"Ah!"

Dugu Tianyi sighed and said:

"In other times, I might have been somewhat pleased about this Qingxu Ancestor’s unknown fate."

"But now, with the Liangyue River’s Taiyin Tide festival less than a few years away, he chose this critical moment to disappear..."

"Oh?"

Du Guyan’s expression changed upon hearing him:

"Could you explain a bit more, Great Uncle?"

Dugu Tianyi glanced at him and slowly said:

"The last Taiyin Tide festival, we were still young and happened to catch it. At that time, led by Pingdu that old fellow by chance gained considerable benefits."

"But how can Pingdu Ancestor compare to him? If we followed him there, the benefits derived could be tenfold of past!"

"I probably won’t make it to then, but you surely would benefit greatly in your future cultivation alongside him, it’s a pity now it’s likely to be a mere bubble..."

Du Guyan pondered and replied:

"He could bait with his own life, and set a trap with a secret realm, killing hundreds of Foundation Establishment Cultivators at once before Golden Core."

"Such ruthless means, firm heart, and strong ability to seize opportunity is admirable. Such a person, even if truly trapped, may still fight their way out."

"I don’t believe he died so easily, perhaps in a few years, even a decade, he might break through Mo Abyss and reappear?"

Dugu Tianyi lightly sighed upon hearing:

"We can only hope for that..."

......

A month later.

Deep within Mani Kingdom, in Great Awakening Hall at Mani Temple.

"...I understand."

The old monk sat before the vast jade pendant, divine thought fluctuating:

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Heze for informing me."

"I was just giving you a heads-up."

Ancestor Heze’s divine thought resounded in the old monk’s mind:

"He has always worked alone, leaving no soul lamp or life token to confirm his fate."

"If he really encountered misfortune or is trapped in Mo Abyss, you must prepare in advance to find a new collaborator."

"Relying only on us two, we can’t accomplish such a grand matter."

The old monk was silent for a moment before responding quietly:

"All destiny is preordained."

"I believe Hermit Qingxu will surely return to Mani safely."

Ancestor Heze replied indifferently:

"Suit yourself, the success or failure depends on you."

"I’m giving you a fair warning, if you don’t find a reliable person by then, I can only excuse myself."

With the words, he withdrew his divine thought.

"Amitabha."

The old monk chanted a Buddhist phrase softly, his eyelids lowered again, his face returned to its calm state, as if nothing had happened.