The young woman who had been questioning Pang Qi also forgot to continue her inquiries, completely focusing her attention on the mud-covered figure that had just crawled out of the Lost Swamp. The others, like the young woman, stared in shock at the mud-covered man standing at the edge of the Lost Swamp.

After months of terrifying torment, Mo Wuji finally crawled out of the Lost Swamp. Now, standing at the edge of the swamp and looking at the Gobi Desert before him, his hands trembled with excitement. Don't think that because he survived and even managed to traverse the Lost Swamp, it was something a human could do.

If it weren't for his Azure Heart and his cultivation of the Reversal Technique, a thousand Mo Wujis would have been swallowed by the swamp behind him. After experiencing half a year in this swamp, he was dragged into it by unknown monsters more than once, and he was caught in even stronger swamp whirlpools more than once.

He managed to escape all of this thanks to his Azure Heart and the Reversal Technique. During his movements, performing the Celestial Circulation in reverse allowed him to avoid being sucked into the swamp whirlpools. And the Azure Heart allowed him to burn away the unknown things that reached out to grab him in the swamp, again and again.

Perhaps these weren't the most terrifying things. The most terrifying were the horrifying wandering worms in the swamp. These soft-bodied creatures, similar to snakes and insects, moved around everywhere, crawling all over his body, which was the most disgusting thing.

Sometimes, he had to spread the Azure Heart all over his body. Even then, he couldn't kill all the wandering worms.

If he had to do it again, Mo Wuji would rather go through Tian Hai, or even the Five Elements Wasteland, than go through the Lost Swamp again.

Now, he had finally crossed the swamp and was standing above it. Compared to traversing this terrifying swamp, his cultivation to the twelfth level of the Yuan Dan realm was nothing.

Mo Wuji completely ignored the six people staring at him. He knelt down on the shore of the swamp, clenched his fists, straightened his chest, and looked up to the sky, letting out a long roar.

He had been too suppressed for the past six months. If he didn't release this suppression, he wouldn't feel comfortable. The long roars started from the initial suppression to the later excitement and then to the powerful and robust, finally calming down slowly.

Listening to Mo Wuji's roar, the six people remained silent, watching him from a distance. Everyone could hear the release and surging emotions in Mo Wuji's roar.

"He is not simple..." Pang Qi, watching Mo Wuji kneeling and roaring, suddenly said softly.

After a full half-stick of incense time, Mo Wuji slowly stood up. He glanced at Pang Qi and the other five, then darted toward the distant Gobi.

He could tell that two of the six were stronger than him. Since these two who were stronger than him didn't show any killing intent towards him, there was no need for him to deal with them first.

Seeing Mo Wuji rush out, the pretty young girl hurriedly tried to chase after him. She had just moved when the young woman next to her pulled her back. "Zi Han, what do you want to do?"

The pretty young girl giggled. "I want to ask that mud-covered fool why he went into the Lost Swamp, getting covered in mud, looking neither human nor ghost. After coming out, he shouted for so long, it was so annoying."

The young woman scolded, "Zi Han, I'm telling you, if you're disrespectful like this again, no matter where I go, you won't be coming with me."

Hearing the young woman's words, the pretty girl pouted aggrievedly and quickly said, "Auntie, won't I do that again next time? Why are you being so fierce to me?"

The young woman seemed to realize that her tone was a little too harsh and softened her voice slightly. "Don't think that this person has no spiritual rhyme around him and his strength is not high. But do you think it's easy to survive in the Lost Swamp for several months?"

Of course, there was another sentence that the young woman didn't say. She clearly felt that Mo Wuji didn't have much spiritual rhyme and his strength wasn't very strong, but she could hear from Mo Wuji's magnificent roar that his strength was even stronger than ordinary True Lake experts. The continuous roar showed his long and powerful Yuan power.

"Several months?" The girl called Rong He exclaimed.

Pang Qi quickly bowed and said, "My junior sister doesn't understand etiquette. Please forgive her, Senior."

The young woman smiled slightly. "It's okay. That person did survive in the swamp for several months, otherwise he wouldn't have had that kind of suppressed emotions to release. Also, he is covered in mud, but his hands are very clean. This shows that the cultivation method he practices is different from ordinary cultivation methods. On his neck, there is a patch of skin without mud. Judging by the surface, it is obviously something that would only happen after soaking in the swamp for a long time."

"But he still doesn't understand etiquette. Auntie, didn't you say that when you see someone with high cultivation, you should quickly stop, bow, and call them Senior? Right, this Pang Qi knows etiquette very well..." the girl couldn't help but mutter.

The young woman's face turned a little ugly, and she scolded again, "Shut up."

After finishing this scolding, the young woman calmed down her anger before softening her tone slightly. "Zi Han, if you continue like this, how will you venture out on your own in the future? That person clearly saw us. Obviously, he is not afraid of us. It's clear that he has met too many strong people in the swamp. In the future, if you continue like this, I'm afraid you will offend people as soon as you go out. You won't have enough lives to give away."

Rong He said softly on the side, "Brother Qi, this person just came out of the swamp. Should we go ask him?"

Pang Qi shook his head. "There's no need to go. He's washing in the lake ahead now. After he finishes washing, he will come over on his own initiative."

Hearing Pang Qi's words, the young woman nodded in appreciation. The reason why she didn't take the initiative to stop Mo Wuji and ask him questions was because she guessed that Mo Wuji would take the initiative to come over.

Sure enough, after a stick of incense, Mo Wuji, who had cleaned himself from head to toe several times, tied up his long hair and walked over.

Looking at Mo Wuji coming over, the young woman praised him inwardly, what a real man.

In terms of appearance, she had seen countless men more handsome than Mo Wuji. But no man had the kind of powerful confidence and something else she couldn't explain that Mo Wuji had all over his body.

His black hair was casually tied up, and his strong body seemed to have been carved with a knife, well-proportioned and solid. His face was not the most handsome, but it had a gentleness that made people feel comfortable without being aggressive. What was most shocking were his bright eyes. They seemed to be able to see through your heart, seeing you completely.

The young woman trembled slightly. Was this a young man? How did she feel that the person walking over was an old man who had experienced countless vicissitudes?

That's right, she finally remembered what that indescribable thing was. It was a kind of ordinariness. Although the young man walking towards her had bright eyes and a perfect body, he was as ordinary as a mortal.

That's right, just a mortal. He didn't exude any aura, nor did he have any spiritual rhyme fluctuations. Looking closely, this young man really had nothing remarkable about him except for his bright eyes. Besides being ordinary, he was still ordinary.

The young woman took a deep breath. She was sure that Mo Wuji was definitely not ordinary. If she had seen Mo Wuji somewhere else, she might have just glanced at him and passed him by, at most thinking that this young man had a masculine air. But everyone here knew that this young man had just come out of the Lost Swamp.

What kind of place was the Lost Swamp? Could an ordinary person come out of the Lost Swamp? Could a mortal who couldn't cultivate live in the Lost Swamp for several months?

"Greetings, fellow cultivators." Mo Wuji walked closer and cupped his fists.

As the leader of the Hundred Sect Alliance, even True God Realm experts would respectfully call him leader in front of him. Therefore, Mo Wuji's fist-cupping gesture didn't involve bowing, appearing very ordinary and common. The truth was also that, except for the young girl, no one here dared to underestimate the young man in front of them, and they all returned the greeting with cupped fists.