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A hundred years ago, Mo Wangqing was still in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

He had been in the late Nascent Soul stage for three hundred years, but had never reached the threshold of entering the Divine Transformation stage.

For everyone, three hundred years is nothing at all.

Some people never reach the Nascent Soul stage, while others are stuck in the late Nascent Soul stage for five or six hundred years, exhausting their lifespan without being able to break through.

At that time, Mo Wangqing was only over four hundred years old.

He truly deserves to be called a prodigy.

For 150 years, from Qi Refining to the late Nascent Soul stage, all cultivators in the cultivation world have submitted to the shadow of the Sword of Oblivion.

Apart from her twin sister, who is a worthy opponent to Mo Nianqing, there is no chance for her to rise above other outstanding talents or even elders of the same age.

Such a prodigy committed the most heinous crime in the entire cultivation world.

He used the Sword of Oblivion to slaughter a mortal dynasty.

Wherever the sword flashed, heads fell to the ground, and blood splattered everywhere.

A full 500,000 people perished under the sword of forgetfulness!

On that day, blood flowed like rivers, shocking the world!

The Forgetfulness Sword, forged from the ice heart of the polar regions and as pure as snow, has been tainted by the blood and qi of mortals, resulting in its current appearance with the bloodline in the middle.

When the leader of the Sword Inquiry Sect was furious and wanted to kill Mo Wangqing to uphold the immortal path, Mo Wangqing, who had been trapped in the late Nascent Soul stage for three hundred years, was about to face the Divine Transformation Tribulation that had not occurred in a thousand years.

It has attracted worldwide attention.

No one believed he could survive the divine tribulation.

The final thunderbolt of the Divine Transformation Tribulation, the Heart-Questioning Thunder, is used by the Heavenly Dao to question the sins of the person undergoing the tribulation throughout their life.

Mo Wangqing, who committed heinous crimes and was once a prodigy, will surely perish tonight.

However, he made it through.

No one knows why.

As the leader of the Sword Inquiry Sect, who was at the Nascent Soul stage, no one understood better than him how the final trial of the Nascent Soul tribulation, the Tribulation of the Heart, was judged.

It was precisely because of the backing of the Divine Transformation Tribulation that Mo Wangqing did not become a wanted criminal that everyone wanted to kill.

After that day, the leaders of the major sects in the cultivation world gradually disappeared from everyone's sight. Until today, only the elders remain in charge of the major sects.

The Sword of Oblivion has become something that everyone avoids discussing.

The elder of the Taixu Sect, however, was not afraid and roared, "Mo Wangqing, do you intend to slaughter everyone at the Immortal Sect Competition?!"

He was old, and most of the elders present had only heard rumors about Mo Wangqing, but he had personally experienced those chaotic days.

That's why he always targets Mo Wangqing.

Don't forget to pause.

Mo Nianqing gripped the sword hilt tightly. Back then, Mo Wangqing did not perish when undergoing the tribulation of transforming into a god. Later, with the help of the leaders of various sects, he was spared his life, but he became a person hated by gods and ghosts.

She was worried that someone would bring up the past and make Mo Wangqing a target of gossip again, which is why she tried so hard to stop it.

Mo Nianqing called out softly again, "Brother!"

Mo Wangqing lowered her eyes slightly, her icy gaze showing a slight tremor as she looked at her only younger sister.

He forcefully suppressed the trembling Forgetfulness Sword.

He responded with a soft "Mm".

Seeing that he had regained his senses, Mo Nianqing breathed a sigh of relief and then let go of his hand.

If Mo Nianqing hadn't been connected to the sword master by blood, and if the Forget-Love Sword and the Nianqing Sword hadn't been forged from the same furnace, she would have been mercilessly knocked away by the Forget-Love Sword long ago if she had dared to grasp the hilt.

After drinking the blood of 500,000 mortals, the Sword of Oblivion acquired a trace of demonic power, and could only be sheathed after drinking the blood of at least one person.

But there is another way.

Mo Wangqing placed her hand beside the sword blade.

The sharp sword energy ruthlessly cut open his palm, and the bright red blood, as if drawn by a tube, turned into a bloody thread and fell onto the Forgetful Sword.

Only when Mo Wangqing's already pale face turned even paler did he expressionlessly withdraw his hand and sheath his sword.

Upon seeing this, someone whispered, "Blood Drinker has been withdrawn. Isn't this the Evil Sword?"

"Shh—are you going to die?"

They began to discuss it one by one via telepathy.

On the contrary, the elder of the Taixu Sect openly and disdainfully said, "The Sword Master of Forgetfulness feeds his body on the sword, and one day he will surely be devoured by the sword."

Mo Nianqing rolled her eyes. She had finally managed to calm her brother down, but this old man who only knew how to rely on his age was going to provoke him again.

She initially gave him face because of his seniority, but now she thinks it's better to let it go.

"Hehe, Elder, you should focus more on your cultivation. Your lifespan is almost over and you're still stuck in the Nascent Soul stage. Even if my brother does reach that point one day, you probably won't be able to see it."

This wave of mockery was too damaging to the Taixu Sect elders, who were of average talent and quite old.

He gasped, his goosebumps trembling as he pointed at Mo Nianqing, as if he were about to pounce on her.

Mo Nianqing ignored him and whispered to Mo Wangqing, "Dying in the Nightmare Realm doesn't mean you're truly dead; at most, you'll suffer a severe loss of vital energy. Why are you so distraught?"

That's what she didn't understand.

Mo Wangqing patted her head and replied with a vague statement: "This scene..."

Mo Nianqing: ? ? ?

At this moment, the Dongyan scroll became blurry, as if a mosaic had been applied, because the object of observation had disappeared.

"Why didn't the character in the 'Insightful Scroll' change? Shouldn't it automatically switch to a different character after the observed object disappears?"

"Yes, could there be something wrong with the scroll?"

Ling Yu's face darkened.

How could their sect's magical artifacts possibly have any problems?

These people are utterly absurd.

Unable to contain himself any longer, he said, "Since the person hasn't been replaced, it means the object of observation hasn't disappeared yet."

"How can it be?!"

Suddenly someone exclaimed in surprise, "Look!"

Everyone's eyes turned to the painting.

On a canvas covered with a layer of mosaic, a familiar figure gradually emerges.

Luo Qingcheng jumped out of the black mist while cursing.

"What the hell is this thing? It can even burrow into people's bodies! How disgusting!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but vomit, exhaling a breath of black smoke.

The sea tribe chief, who had been observing the situation for a while, stood up.

"How can this be?!"

He had already reached the Mahayana stage of cultivation, just one step away from ascending to immortality. He had also cultivated a trace of divine energy to protect himself, so he was helpless against the black energy.

But now, Luo Qingcheng, who has only reached the Golden Core stage, is unaffected by the black energy.

He believed that Luo Qingcheng had nothing to do with the demonic energy, and subconsciously asked, "Could it be that the black energy is not the demonic energy from the calamity of the sea race?"

But the statues of the boy and girl that were annihilated by the demonic energy were exactly the same as the scene when the demonic energy touched something.

Those who had begun to doubt Luo Qingcheng again couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Following the sea patriarch's line of thinking.

Perhaps that black aura is indeed different from demonic energy.

As if sensing everyone's doubts, the Nightmare Ancestor connected to the scroll marked it with words formed from Nightmare Qi.

"This is undoubtedly demonic energy."

This is the Nightmare Realm created by the Nightmare Ancestor. Every flower and tree in it was created by the Nightmare Ancestor using Nightmare magic. If it is called Demonic Breath, then it must be Demonic Breath.

The crowd erupted in uproar.

Mo Nianqing secretly sensed something was wrong.

As expected, those who had initially been neutral or supportive all turned to look at Mo Wangqing.

Ling Yuchen could no longer stand idly by.

As the acting sect leader of the number one sect in the cultivation world, and because this Immortal Sect Grand Competition was originally designed to find the traitor hidden within the Immortal Sect, he changed the rules.

Now a man who most resembles a traitor has appeared, and he must take action!