257: Slip away!

Deep within the gloomy imperial mausoleum.

Nangong Wuji sat on a black coffin floating on a sea of blood, a black netherworld lotus seed in his hand, watered by the blood, took root and sprouted on the coffin, gradually growing into a lotus flower.

The flower had nine petals, full and lamp-like, filled with Nether Qi.

He reached out and gently caressed the nether lotus flower, a monstrous smile on his face.

"Excellent! The flower has bloomed, and it was not in vain that for these past years I continuously waged war against other Dynasties, collecting Mortal corpses and placing them in this Soul Fusion and Blood Refining Formation, extracting souls and refining blood.

Even if the Great Wei Dynasty's national strength has been greatly depleted in recent years, and its reputation is filled with resentment, as long as it can help me achieve the Dao, all of this is worth it."

Suddenly, the temperature of the boiling blood lake gradually decreased, and the flower that bloomed from the netherworld lotus seed also began to wither.

Seeing this, Nangong Wuji was not anxious; instead, he took out countless corpses from his storage ring.

Although these corpses had long been dead, their bodies had not decayed; instead, they were as if they had just died, and even though they were just corpses, a powerful aura emanated from them.

"Relying solely on the essences of these Mortals is not enough; adding these corpses dug out from various large tombs should be sufficient."

As one powerful corpse after another was thrown into the blood lake, its temperature suddenly soared, becoming as scalding as magma from the earth's core.

The nether lotus flower also gradually brightened and matured in this environment.

"Once the nether lotus flower is fully mature, I will be able to refine the ancestor without alarming him."

"With countless Mortal spirits and blood as the primer, the corpses of those with formidable cultivation as the bridge, the ancestor's half-Immortal body as the kindling, supplemented by the nether lotus flower imbued with Nether Qi, I shall open the Heavenly and Earthly Profound Gate.

With the opening of this path to Immortal Ascension, I have at least an eighty percent chance of success; even if I fail, I can protect myself from falling, sealing myself within the imperial mausoleum, seeking the next golden era like the ancestor, but…"

Nangong Wuji's eyes were deep and dark, and a ruthless aura emanated from him.

"If I cannot achieve Immortal Ascension, then... Youming Mountain, the Black Armored Army, Little Nine, and all those who know I am in the imperial mausoleum, not a single one can be left.

All must die!"

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The battle outside the imperial mausoleum continued, the battle of Tribulation Stage Cultivators shaking heaven and earth.

Chu Mo and a group of black-clad individuals stopped digging when they reached three thousand meters underground.

There was a Formation below, and it was a Formation that had never been circulated in the world, with incredibly ancient inscriptions; a preliminary analysis suggested it was an ancient Formation from tens of thousands of years ago.

"Should we keep digging?!"

Chu Mo asked himself.

"Dig for what? Digging further might trigger the Formation, and we don't know its origin or effect. Moreover, the battle between the two Nascent Soul Cultivators outside has definitely attracted the royal Guest Elders in the capital. If we don't leave now, we won't be able to!"

Chu Mo answered himself.

That's right.

The battle of Tribulation Stage Cultivators was grand and impactful, coupled with the special location.

The Great Wei Royal Family would definitely send heavy troops.

Among them, there would certainly be Nascent Soul Cultivators.

"You few stay here and continue to study the Formation. I and a few others with higher strength will sneak away first!"

The Soul Transformation Stage black-clad individuals: "???"

No, you bastards!

Then, the Soul Transformation Stage black-clad individuals were left behind, and the soil above quickly fell, burying these black-clad individuals alive.

"No! We cannot sit idly by like this! When the Great Wei Royal Family's Tribulation Stage Cultivators arrive, they will certainly suspect the disturbed soil within the imperial mausoleum and inspect it thoroughly. We will definitely be found out!"

"Then should we dig down?!"

"Are you stupid! There's a Formation below; digging will trigger it, and Nangong Wuji in the imperial mausoleum will definitely notice. With our Soul Transformation Stage cultivation, encountering a great Nascent Soul Cultivator like Nangong Wuji means we're dead!"

"Then what should we do?!"

"As things stand, there is only one path, and it depends on whether you can be ruthless enough."

"Are you kidding! I'm super ruthless with myself. Come on, no matter how brutal the task, I can handle it!"

Three thousand meters underground in the imperial mausoleum, the voices of several black-clad figures grew weaker and weaker, and then their auras completely vanished.

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As soon as he emerged from three thousand meters underground, Chu Mo led a group of black-clad individuals in a frantic bombardment of the imperial mausoleum and filled in the excavated soil.

Looking at the dug-up area, Chu Mo then used his magic sword to cleave several gullies.

Although this was very crude, his Clones were not to be underestimated; they would surely pass through the upcoming crisis safely.

If they couldn't pass.

Then they were not worthy of being his Clones.

"Only the strong are worthy of becoming my Clones!"

The commotion here quickly attracted the Black Armored Heavy Troops. They couldn't fight great Nascent Soul Cultivators, but couldn't they fight others?

The cultivation of the Black Armored Heavy Troops was almost entirely Golden Core and Nascent Soul, and they believed that their combined military Formation was enough to trap Soul Transformation, and could even kill them.

However, they soon suffered a major blow.

"Seventh-tier Forbidden Curse, Heavenly Flame Funeral!"

"Martial Dao Divine Ability, Heaven and Earth Weeping Blade and Sword Slash!"

"Sword Dao Profound Truth, Myriad Swords Return to the Origin!"

"Ghost Dao Secret Art, Look Up, Look Down, Look Back Soul Reaping Art!"

"Buddhist Divine Ability, Soul Reaping Sanskrit!"

"......."

The black-clad individuals' Moves were diverse, making it impossible to tell which sect or faction they belonged to.

However, some still recognized a thing or two.

"Myriad Swords Return to the Origin, they are from the Shen Jian Sect!"

"Damn it, didn't they retreat into the Ten Thousand Mountains? Why are they here?!"

"Did they re-emerge?!"

The battle had just begun.

The military Formation was already scattered.

A group of black-clad individuals wielding long spears, relying on their Void Refining Stage cultivation, charged recklessly.

On their long spears, dazzling light would occasionally burst forth, making people unable to open their eyes.

The ground also undulated.

The sky continuously dropped extremely powerful explosive fireballs.

They couldn't even look up, look down, or look back; doing so would cause their necks to be twisted by a strange force.

Within the military Formation, the undisturbed parts were also restless; a fragrance wafted through the air.

Then their whole bodies became itchy, they laughed uncontrollably, their stomachs 'growled', and their sphincters could not hold, constantly having diarrhea. At the same time, their five senses were magnified countless times.

It could be said.

This was the most frustrating battle they had ever fought; they would rather face a group of great Nascent Soul Cultivators than a group of evil unorthodox Cultivators.

Pain, it was too painful!

Seeing the Black Armored Heavy Troops completely lose their ability to resist, Chu Mo's side had just finished setting up the Teleportation Formation.

They hurriedly sent a 'retreat' message to Wei Changfeng, who was enjoying the battle.

They immediately left the imperial mausoleum.

If they continued fighting, it would no longer be their home ground.

Facing the encirclement of Tribulation Stage and Great Accomplishment Stage Cultivators, a group of Void Refining Stage Cultivators, and a leading Body Integration Stage Clone, simply could not escape.

Unless they used a Crossing Talisman.

But the main body hadn't given them any Crossing Talismans.

So, everything had to rely on themselves.

Fleeing first was the respectful thing to do!