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

Chapter 71 The Making of the Instrument

The devastating blow from the black-winged gilded halberd finally landed, striking the summit of Black Mountain squarely.

The greatest sound is silent; it seems as if there is no movement at all, yet it also seems as if a tremendous change, like the birth of the universe, is taking place.

The intense golden light and the profound black mist collided hundreds of times in an instant.

The golden light was visibly worn away and swallowed up, but it also took away some of the black energy.

It makes a hissing sound.

The exchange rate between the two was extremely high, but at least it yielded some results.

If each strike is this powerful, after tens of thousands of moves, it might, perhaps, possibly be able to grind away this layer of black mist.

As the intense golden light subsided slightly, the onlookers opened their eyes and found that the unremarkable black mountain was still standing there unharmed.

And it looks completely unharmed.

Now, everyone couldn't help but wonder if there really was some extraordinary treasure hidden in these mountains.

After all, the power of that attack just now was undeniable.

As messages were sent back from all sides, more and more people gathered outside Montenegro.

After continuously supporting the ancient killing formation for a day and a night, the eight Golden Crow Clan members were exhausted.

"God King? We..."

The Golden Crow King declared in a resolute and unyielding tone, "Continue! I swear I will not return until this Black Mountain is wiped from this world!"

The sound was like thunder, echoing through the void.

The eight powerful Golden Crows lavishly replenished their divine power with alien resources, allowing the Golden-Winged Crow Halberd to unleash one strike after another.

Three more sunrises and sunsets passed, and finally, only a thin layer of deathly aura remained over Black Mountain. It was estimated that it would be completely worn away in less than ten strikes.

All parties were able to see through the black mist and clearly observe the five-colored precious light emanating from the mountain.

The five-colored glow was dazzling and crystalline, a spectacle that could only be produced by the most exquisite celestial treasures.

This Black Mountain truly contains rare and precious treasures!

Everyone was in an uproar, and the entire area around Montenegro was in an uproar.

Even the eight powerful Golden Crows, filled with resentment, all shone with astonishing divine light in their eyes.

But at that moment, Wuji, who was inside the mountain, finally agreed to go to the trouble of opening the Purple Gold Gourd and releasing another batch of death energy.

This time it's ten times the amount compared to before!

Since you can grind it down, then go ahead and grind it down slowly!

My purple-gold gourd still has plenty of reserves.

As the black mist suddenly thickened, the entire world fell into complete silence.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The eight powerful Golden Crows felt incredibly desolate, as if they had eaten excrement.

They are always the ones who bully others by taking advantage of their power; when have they ever been the ones being bullied by others?

The once arrogant and domineering Golden Crow Clan, who bullied men and women on Ziwei Star, is now in a position of power. Truly, karma is a wheel.

The onlookers were stunned; the mysterious powerful figure entrenched in this Black Mountain was truly a heartless tyrant!

Furthermore, they are lawless and even dare to trifle with the Golden Crow Clan, the most powerful clan in the world today.

Is he a hothead? Or does he have some principles?

But in the end, there was nothing they could do. King Jinwu had already publicly declared that he would not return until Black Mountain was destroyed.

We can't let the Golden Crow King slap himself in the face, or the Golden Crow Clan's prestige on Ziwei Star would plummet.

This is unacceptable to all the Golden Crows.

Furthermore, the Golden Crow Clan has already invested too much in this Black Mountain: nine top experts, holy weapons, the Great Sage Array Flag... the sunk costs are too high.

So even if it's disgusting, the Golden Crow Clan has to keep gnawing on this tough nut.

The eight powerful members of the Golden Crow Clan, along with the Golden Crow King himself, could only continue to do hard labor.

And these dark days seem to be going on forever.

After eighty-one days of adding various divine ingredients to the furnace, the vessel, into which Mo Wuji had poured countless efforts, was finally about to be completed!

Mo Wuji stopped activating the Golden Crow Treasure Fan and began to repeatedly inscribe the nine imperial characters recorded in the Taoist scriptures onto the mask that was about to take shape.

This script is one that only the Great Emperor can understand.

It has the power to suppress all paths and achieve eternity. It can be used against enemies, for building weapons, and for cultivation... It can be described as a panacea.

When the artifact was completed, an unparalleled divine light erupted from the divine furnace, causing the furnace, crafted by the Golden Crow Clan, to explode.

The entire world was rumbling, as if celebrating the birth of this divine weapon.

Mo Wuji wasn't bothered by the blown-up stove, since it wasn't his own anyway.

With a wave of his sleeve, he brushed away the dust that had been kicked up. Mo Wuji's eyes shone as he stared with delight at the purple-gold mask floating in mid-air.

The new mask is primarily purple and gold, with a touch of turquoise.

The purple color comes from the essence of the body of the quasi-emperor Lady Ziguang, which was condensed from the Purple-Gold Gourd; the gold color comes from the Dao Tribulation Gold, one of the nine great immortal golds; and the turquoise color comes from the sacred object, the Nine Heavens Azure Jade.

Furthermore, the purple-gold mask also emanated a hazy glow, revealing glimpses of all things and all living beings, as it had completely fused the essence of the nine small worlds into it.

The materials used to recast this mask are all extremely rare.

Its power is naturally even greater.

Mo Wuji tried out the mask, and this time, after the transformation, it was no longer just an illusion, but also possessed a part of reality.

And it's not just humans; other species can also transform, and it's not limited to living things—mountains, rocks, earth, trees, palaces, temples, and so on are all possible.

"Thousand Illusions" was no longer enough to describe the mask's power; Mo Wuji gave it a new name—the Mask of Myriad Transformations.

The Dao and principles of this Myriad Transformations Mask are still developing, but having absorbed the Dao Fruit remaining on the quasi-emperor's corpse and the original Dao charm of the Thousand Illusions Mask, its divine power is already incredibly astonishing.

I wonder if the sage, now that he has opened his divine eyes, will be able to see through the flaws in this mask.

If this mask could accompany Mo Wuji on his journey, it would merge with the Dao every now and then.

The terrifying power that mask will possess in the future is simply unimaginable.

Outside, the phenomenon when the Myriad Transformations Mask was formed was even more astonishing: five-colored rays of light shot into the sky, then quietly transformed into purple and gold.

A magnificent pillar of purple-gold light pierced through the heavens and the earth, illuminating all the realms.

Everything in the world, all living beings, seemed to be gilded with purple and gold, and everyone looked so noble and so sacred.

Even the golden light emanating from the legendary weapon, the Black-Winged Gilded Halberd, was completely suppressed.

Everyone fell silent, exchanging bewildered glances, with the representatives from the major powers frequently exchanging looks.

Could it be that someone is actually forging an unparalleled divine weapon in this mountain?

Well... should we try to snatch one?

These subtle actions naturally did not escape the notice of the Golden Crow Clan.

The Golden Crow King declared arrogantly, "This should have been our race's divine weapon!"

Then, the Golden Crow King swung his gilded halberd, and its boundless sharpness carved a bottomless canyon into the wasteland.

This is a silent warning.

A powerful figure from the Golden Crow Clan chimed in, "That's right. This place was originally a weapon-refining site of our Golden Crow Clan, but it was recently occupied by a shameless thief."

"Our Golden Crow clan is waging this great war to tear apart the shameless thief in the mountains, and to scorch his soul with the true fire of the sun for a hundred years!"

This is a blatant threat.

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