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

Chapter 92 Exposed

Mo Wuji was confident enough in his methods, so he did not immediately turn against him.

As proven by facts, even a Dao-Slaying King could not see through the disguise of the Myriad Transformations Mask. Mo Wuji did not believe that Yi Qingwu, a mere Four Extremes Secret Realm cultivator, could turn the world upside down.

"Duanmu Ming, do you remember what you gave me last night?"

Yi Qingwu's words carried a clear interrogative tone.

Does this girl suspect me?

However, you've run into a trap. I was there last night at Wuque Building.

But that's exactly what Yi Qingwu wants to confirm!

Mo Wuji answered with absolute confidence: "Osmanthus cake."

"I'm sorry, Fairy Qingwu, I have an extremely urgent matter to attend to. You and your friends should rest here for now. I'll be right back."

Yi Qingwu smiled, a smile that was incredibly radiant. It seemed as if all the light in the entire hall was focused on her, making her exceptionally bright and dazzling.

Mo Wuji's heart skipped a beat at this sight. "I answered correctly. What's wrong with this woman?"

"Want to leave? You're scared, aren't you!"

The surrounding prodigies realized that the atmosphere between the two was not right, so they also stopped smiling and held their breath.

Yi Qingwu retorted coquettishly, "You're not Duanmu Ming at all! Who are you really?"

As she spoke, Yi Qingwu clenched her fist into a claw, and an unparalleled sharpness bloomed between her crystal-clear, jade-like fingers, directly grabbing towards Mo Wuji's face.

Mo Wuji's pupils contracted. How could this woman actually see through my disguise?

Seeing the scrutinizing gazes from the surrounding prodigies, Mo Wuji used the Taiyin Sacred Power to prove himself.

The extremely yin and cold Taiyin holy power swirled around Mo Wuji's palm, making his hand seem to have turned into a block of black ice.

A bone-chilling cold instantly filled the entire hall, freezing everything in its path. Even the most powerful and vigorous geniuses couldn't help but shiver.

Mo Wuji slapped away Yi Qingwu's hand that was reaching for his head and shouted, "Yi Qingwu, are you crazy?!"

The moment the genuine Yin Holy Power was unleashed, the surrounding prodigies instantly changed their attitudes.

"Yes, Fairy Light Dance, isn't there some misunderstanding?"

"Brother Duanmu, why is it someone else?"

"Although many people possess the power of the Taiyin Sacred Power, how could anyone else have achieved the same level of mastery as Brother Duanmu?"

Mo Wuji breathed a sigh of relief. After all, it didn't matter who you were, as long as others recognized who you were.

But at that moment, Yi Qingwu calmly said, "Voice, appearance, cultivation level, and secret techniques can all be disguised using various methods."

"But a person's personality and habits can't be changed in a short time. The real Duanmu Ming would never speak to me in this tone!"

If viewed with skepticism, Mo Wuji's performance does indeed have quite a few flaws.

The other prodigies around also realized that Brother Duanmu's words and actions today were indeed very strange.

No wonder they always felt awkward even though they looked exactly alike.

The mystery is solved! It's all about temperament and charm!

The next moment, all the prodigies pressed forward simultaneously: "That's right, who exactly are you?"

Mo Wuji cursed inwardly: Damn it, Duanmu Ming, just how humble are you when you're facing Yi Qingwu? Even your normal speech sounds off!

"Hahaha, since you insist on courting death, then I'll grant your wish!"

Although he was accidentally exposed, there was still a way to salvage the situation. As long as he killed everyone here, it would not affect his plan to seize the Taiyin True Scripture.

Based on the information obtained from interrogating Duanmu Ming, Mo Wuji successfully activated the large array within the temple that concealed the fluctuations.

This place is the core area of ​​the Taiyin Divine Sect, and the power of the inscribed array patterns is naturally extraordinary. Even if a fierce battle breaks out in a short period of time, people outside will not notice it.

Why did Mo Wuji bring these people into this hall in the first place?

This was just in case, but Mo Wuji never expected that the situation would develop to this point so quickly.

A group of proud young men, filled with righteous indignation, shouted, "You wicked villain! Even at a time like this, you still dare to commit murder! We'll catch you!"

"You don't even know who we are! You've really got some nerve."

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"If you obediently surrender, we might give you a cheap death!"

Seeing that Mo Wuji could manipulate the array patterns, these geniuses were not afraid.

After all, they had a large number of people and the advantage, with Yi Qingwu, the number one female prodigy, leading the charge.

The group shouted and cursed fiercely, but Mo Wuji's mind was so resilient that their curses were like a gentle breeze to him, having no effect whatsoever.

Being inside the Taiyin Divine City, Mo Wuji dared not use the Purple Gold Gourd, otherwise the old monster from the Duanmu family would probably jump out and snatch the treasure immediately.

But apart from that, in order to finish the battle quickly, Mo Wuji always made a fatal move.

Three auspicious clouds appeared above his head, followed by three streams of pure energy surging out from the top of his head. The pure energy combined with the auspicious clouds and evolved towards the human body.

It is the forbidden secret technique of One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones.

Three identical figures stood in the void, their bodies shrouded in divine light, their aura imposing, like gods.

Mo Wuji went all in, summoning all the divine weapons he had at once.

The first incarnation holds a golden crow fan and stands on a red copper purple cloud furnace.

The second incarnation wielded a black-winged gilded halberd, with the Void Breaking Realm above his head.

The third incarnation wields a golden mace, with a large silver net floating behind him.

The three avatars formed the Three Powers Formation, surrounding all the prodigies except for Yi Qingwu.

Mo Wuji's true form then wielded the Vajra Bracelet and attacked Yi Qingwu.

The young prodigies were furious. "You villain! How dare you challenge all of us by yourself!"

"Do you intend to kill us all, you scoundrel?"

Leaving aside the chaotic battle here, Yi Qingwu looked at Mo Wuji charging towards her, a cold smile playing on her lips.

"Overestimating yourself!"

The Vajra Bracelet shone with dazzling silver light, radiating an incredibly terrifying aura. It was like an ancient divine mountain crashing down on Yi Qingwu, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to cave in, with a deafening roar in the void.

As a weapon that is almost identical to a sacred weapon, Yi Qingwu would have no chance of escaping a single blow from the Vajra Bracelet.

But at that moment, Yi Qingwu also unleashed an incredibly terrifying divine weapon.

This is a divine disc shaped like a celestial wheel, engraved with the eight trigrams, and named the Eight Virtues Treasure Wheel.

This treasure is incredibly powerful and mysterious. Legend has it that it was once a sacred weapon of a sect, but it was shattered and later fell into the hands of the people of the Guanghan Palace, where it became their sect's secret treasure.

At this moment, resisting the Vajra Bracelet is naturally a piece of cake.

The Vajra Bracelet and the Eight Virtues Wheel clashed fiercely in the sky, like two stars colliding.

The two divine weapons clashed back and forth. Mo Wuji had pushed the Vajra Bracelet to its limit, but the outcome remained uncertain.

Moreover, judging from Yi Qingwu's relaxed and carefree appearance, she clearly had plenty of energy left over.

Mo Wuji's face darkened. He hadn't expected Guanghan Palace to value Yi Qingwu so much, bestowing this divine weapon upon her so early for protection.

"If these are all the tricks you have, then you might as well die!"

Yi Qingwu's melodious voice echoed in the hall, like the gentle cry of a phoenix, yet it contained boundless killing intent.

Yi Qingwu raised her hand and unleashed a beam of immortal light, which hurtled towards Mo Wuji.

With a gentle touch of a hand as white as mutton fat jade, the ancient divine arts of the Moon Palace revealed their brilliance.

The celestial light was composed of countless petals, each one crystal clear, incomparably dazzling and beautiful.

But at the same time, it is also incredibly terrifying, each petal is like a peerless divine sword, with an unparalleled sharpness that can pierce through the world.