Covering the Sky: Becoming an Emperor Through Sole Cultivation of the Sea of ​​Wheels

The medicinal power of the first-stage Golden Elixir is astonishing.

With just one Golden Core of the First Stage, Princess Yue Shi's cultivation advanced greatly, leaping directly to the peak of the Four Extremes.

Normally, after reaching the fourth level, ordinary resources are no longer useful. If a cultivator wants to improve their cultivation, they must focus on comprehending the Dao.

But this is a Golden Core from the Taiqing lineage!

Even the evolution fluid refined in the Eternal Starfield can directly raise the cultivation level of a second-level Immortal cultivator, let alone this genuine Golden Core.

Having completed her training in all four limbs, Princess Yue Shi was ready to begin her cultivation in the next secret realm. This level of cultivation surpassed that of most of the geniuses on the ancient Ziwei Star.

Princess Yue Shi's jade-like arms and long legs were flawless, and her skin was as white as snow, as if it were the supreme masterpiece of the Creator.

Mo Wuji couldn't take his eyes off it for a moment. To be honest, he really wanted to try it out, but he was afraid of causing a misunderstanding with this hard-won friend.

Princess Yue Shi's beautiful eyes flashed with an amazing light. So this is what you like? I've finally found your weakness.

When I get back, I'll have the palace maids tailor a dress for me.

Princess Yue Shi was very confident in her beauty. As long as Mo Wuji still had a trace of worldly desire, she could make him fall for her.

During this period, Mo Wuji also took a Five-Colored Treasure Pill to improve his cultivation.

His divine power cultivation is already comparable to that of a cultivator at the fourth level of the Dao Palace.

【The Secret Realm of Wheel and Sea (７７／９９９９９９)】

Mo Wuji was bathed in light, his whole body exuding a Daoist aura, making him appear sacred and otherworldly.

He feels that he can now beat the two versions of himself he was before.

This is, of course, without using any external objects.

Princess Yue Shi watched as Mo Wuji's aura had clearly increased significantly, but his cultivation level remained unchanged at the first level of the Dao Palace realm.

He immediately realized, "Fellow Daoist, are you cultivating the Sea of ​​Wheels alone? That truly takes great courage!"

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. No matter what Mo Wuji does now, under layers of filters, only the good side is seen in Princess Yue Shi's eyes.

Before Mo Wuji could even offer a few words of modesty, the entire divine palace suddenly began to shake violently.

Countless profound Dao patterns were instantly activated, and astonishing divine light illuminated the heavens.

But the next moment, the entire small world was engulfed by an incomparably terrifying death aura.

This deathly aura was pitch black and deep, as if it were surging from the deepest hell, like a ferocious hungry ghost opening its fangs and mouth, ready to devour all living beings here.

This deathly aura erodes everything, annihilates all living beings, and stands in opposition to all life.

If an ordinary cultivator gets even a trace of it, it basically means they will be thrown back into the cycle of reincarnation.

This deathly aura was countless times more terrifying than when the ghostly soldiers passed through.

The light shield formed by countless profound Dao patterns inside and outside the Divine Palace swayed in the wind like a fragile bubble.

Mo Wuji and Princess Yue Shi used their divine weapons to protect themselves and tried to rush into the sky to escape, but they found that the entire small world was cracking and decaying!

The rumbling sounds in the void were endless, as if the heavens and earth were wailing.

The already dwindling number of lives in this small world were instantly wiped out by the corrosive energy of death.

As far as Mo Wuji and Princess Yue Shi could see, there was no sign of life, only darkness representing death.

This is not an exaggerated apocalypse!

The fact that such a terrifying disaster could be caused immediately led Mo Wuji to think of the owner of the tomb, Lady Ziguang.

The words "death" and "corpse" sound inseparable.

To Mo Wuji's surprise, the underworld did not take away the quasi-emperor's corpse and turn it into a war slave.

When did the underworld become so kind? Or is it that even a quasi-emperor's corpse is not good enough to catch the underworld's eye?

The commotion from the outside world was equally significant.

In the Taihua Mountains, a desolate death pervades like clouds and mist, with all living things dying in droves, their corpses covering the mountains.

The countless corpses fueled the deathly aura, and the increased power of the deathly aura brought forth even more corpses.

The two complement each other, and if this trend continues, the entire Ziwei Ancient Star may face a cataclysmic disaster!

Inside a magnificent metropolis, a burly-looking man with a large beard is setting up a stall.

The bearded man grabbed a beautifully sculpted doll and exclaimed, "Child, this is incredible! You have a ray of spiritual light shooting out from the top of your head!"

"You're truly a once-in-a-millennium cultivation prodigy! Would you like to become my disciple?"

The bearded man seemed too unreliable, so the child promptly rejected him.

The bearded man, who appeared to be no more than a Dao Palace cultivator, was quite regretful. Holding the child's hand, he earnestly advised, "You'll regret missing out on a renowned teacher like me for the rest of your life."

"But it's okay, I still believe in you!"

"This complete Daoist scripture, the Wheel of Life, is a priceless treasure. I see you are destined to have it, so I will take ten catties of your essence and pass it on to you."

The child rolled his eyes, speechless. "A complete scroll of the Imperial Scripture costs me ten catties of Source? I'm already six years old! Not a three-year-old."

Before the child could refuse, the bearded man suddenly stood up and looked towards Mount Taihua from an endless distance.

The bearded man exuded an astonishing aura, making him appear to be a truly supreme master.

He took a step and disappeared into the horizon. Apart from the child in front of him, no one noticed the disappearance of this bearded man.

This person is truly a master of the mortal world.

The boundless territory of the Ziwei Ancient Star posed no trouble whatsoever to the bearded man; with just one step, he traversed the endless distance and arrived outside Mount Taihua.

The bearded man's cultivation had reached the Quasi-Emperor realm. Not counting those dormant old monsters, the bearded man was enough to dominate this starry sky.

He opened his divine eyes, and in them he saw the sun and moon sinking, mountains and rivers collapsing, and the vicissitudes of time turning.

With his divine eyes that could see through everything, the countless profound Dao patterns engraved on this great tomb were nothing but a mirage to the bearded man.

The bearded man's gaze fell directly on Lady Ziguang's corpse.

The corpse of a quasi-emperor is terrifying; even the mere pressure it exudes can terrify all the heavens and cause the void to tremble violently.

When a normal person dies, a death mark forms on their body. Right now, the death mark on this quasi-emperor's corpse is incredibly bright, seemingly about to undergo a dramatic transformation, giving birth to life from the dense death aura.

But ultimately, it fell short; the quasi-emperor's physical body seemed insufficient to support such a transformation.

Although this death mark radiated endless brilliance, it was its final glory, as the boundless death energy contained within the quasi-emperor's corpse was leaking out.

From the supreme perspective of the bearded quasi-emperor, the nine small worlds outside the tomb where the quasi-emperor's body was placed each formed a base, creating an astonishing array.

This should have been a backup plan left by Lady Ziguang, but unfortunately she misjudged the massive amount of death energy that a quasi-emperor's corpse could generate over hundreds of thousands of years.

This mighty formation could not contain the terrifying deathly aura.

"Is this fellow practitioner trying to use the path of communicating with spirits through corpses? Is it the method of immortality through the Reincarnation Seal created by the Transcending Tribulation Celestial Venerable?"

"Unfortunately, immortality is hard to come by! Farewell, fellow Daoist."

In Big Beard's view, the real catastrophe had not yet erupted.

The current scene is merely the spontaneous dissipation of death energy from this quasi-emperor's corpse; the truly terrifying corpse energy within his body has yet to erupt.

"Hey, that kid over there is quite interesting. Such a grand presence. It's making me itchy to be his apprentice. I'll ask him later if he'd like to be my disciple."