Just as Mo Wuji lost control of the restriction array in the room, the surging flames suddenly quieted down and once again transformed into a thumb-sized flame heart, landing in Mo Wuji's hand.

Mo Wuji immediately felt that the temperature of the Azure Cloth Heart had increased several times over, but he also had another feeling: the Azure Cloth Heart had not successfully undergone Nirvana and become an immortal flame. The reason it stopped was that a single Nirvana Extreme Fire Essence was not enough for the Azure Cloth Heart to completely undergo Nirvana.

Mo Wuji was slightly disappointed, but he was also somewhat fortunate. He almost lost control before the Azure Cloth Heart had completely completed Nirvana. Once the Azure Cloth Heart completely underwent Nirvana, this inn would definitely be razed to the ground.

Without lingering on the matter of the Azure Cloth Heart, Mo Wuji once again took out the halberd blade of the Azure Halberd. The two-foot-long halberd blade exuded an increasingly terrifying killing intent, filled with a trace of unwillingness and longing amidst its vicissitudes.

Mo Wuji knew that this crescent halberd blade was not simple, otherwise, it would not have a similar aura to his Immortal World. His Immortal World was not even considered a small world now, but it had a height that no other world could compare to, which was that the Immortal World was not a world artificially refined, but a world derived from his Dao concept.

In other words, for him, there was a kind of world-opening aura within it. How extraordinary was it for the crescent halberd blade to possess a similar aura?

Mo Wuji was very clear that refining this halberd blade was not a simple matter. He directly spat out a mouthful of essence blood onto the halberd blade. Only in this way could he refine this halberd blade in the fastest and most compatible way.

Two days passed in a flash. Mo Wuji only refined one restriction array of this halberd blade, and he felt a kind of ancient and vast aura. His mind fell on the crescent halberd blade, and a blade light nearly ten feet long directly tore through his confinement array.

"Boom!" Violent spiritual energy exploded outside his confinement array. Immediately, Mo Wuji saw Han Qingru being blasted towards him, a stream of blood spraying out in the air.

Mo Wuji stepped forward and raised his hand to support Han Qingru. He felt that Han Qingru's injuries were very serious.

Tong Ye, covered in blood, immediately landed beside Mo Wuji when he saw Mo Wuji emerge.

"Brother Mo, they have attacked. This inn has been destroyed," Tong Ye said simply and directly, spitting out a mouthful of blood clots.

Only then did Mo Wuji realize that at this moment, the inn had been torn down to only the room he was in. If Han Qingru and Tong Ye hadn't desperately blocked the attacks, he wouldn't have even been able to refine the first layer of restrictions on the Azure Halberd.

"Crash!" Just as Tong Ye finished speaking, the building beneath Mo Wuji's feet began to collapse. The three of Mo Wuji directly flew up and landed in an open space.

As the three landed on the ground, more than a dozen cultivators had already surrounded them. Mo Wuji recognized the two Golden Immortal cultivators in the lead.

One was the Golden Immortal who hated him to the core at the auction, and the other was Lao Cai, the steward of the He Lian Chamber of Commerce.

"These people actually dare to attack in the market. This outside is all a confinement array," Tong Ye said again with hatred.

Mo Wuji took out a few healing pills and handed them to Han Qingru and Tong Ye respectively, saying calmly, "To be able to endure for two days, this guy's patience is not bad."

He was sure that the other party must have cooperated with Lao Cai and guessed his origins, which was why they suddenly attacked.

The Golden Immortal powerhouse stared at the crescent halberd blade in Mo Wuji's hand, which exuded a faint blue light, and said in a cold tone, "You are still ignorant, thinking that hiding in the inn can save your little life for a few hours. Do you know why I haven't killed you until now?"

Mo Wuji simply ignored him and looked at the crescent halberd blade in his hand. This halberd blade fragment was very powerful, and for Mo Wuji, it was more suitable for him than the Heavenly Machine Staff. The only pity was that this halberd blade did not have a handle. No matter how strong the blade light was, without a handle, its grade would drop, and it would not be comfortable to use.

"Although you will kneel down and return my things to me later, I will still let you know what regret is. Remember, I come from the Seven Smoke Sect of the Immortal Realm, and my name is He Junhu. Attack, leave this audacious fellow's life behind." After the Golden Immortal cultivator finished speaking coldly, he did not attack himself but snorted.

More than a dozen Heavenly Immortal cultivators surrounding the three of Mo Wuji directly unleashed their magical treasures and pounced on the three of them.

Tong Ye and Han Qingru also unleashed their magical treasures and constructed layers upon layers of immortal essence protection around the three of them. However, these immortal essence protection layers were like paper, and they shattered inch by inch after only a few breaths.

Mo Wuji did not attack immediately. Instead, he raised his hand and grabbed the Heavenly Machine Staff, cast dozens of restriction arrays, and directly connected the crescent halberd blade in his hand to the Heavenly Machine Staff.

For the time being, he would use the Heavenly Machine Staff as the handle of this halberd blade.

"Crack!" The immortal essence protection layers of Tong Ye and Han Qingru directly shattered. Mo Wuji raised his hand and scattered a rain of lightning swords.

The blue light exploded across the sky, and the lightning swords crashed down.

"Boom boom boom boom!" With such a dense and powerful rain of lightning swords falling, even Heavenly Immortal cultivators who had condensed their Immortal Grids had to defend with all their strength. Several Heavenly Immortal cultivators with weaker cultivation and who had not condensed their Immortal Grids were directly harvested of their lives by the lightning swords.

The immortals watching from afar changed their expressions when they saw Mo Wuji's power. It was obvious that Mo Wuji had not yet condensed his Immortal Grid and had not comprehended the Heavenly Immortal Domain. If Mo Wuji had comprehended the domain, at least half of them would have died under this rain of lightning swords.

Even Han Qingru was shocked by Mo Wuji's ferocity. She knew that Mo Wuji had thick lightning swords. However, she did not expect that Mo Wuji could unleash such a dense rain of lightning swords. This kind of spell was simply not afraid of group attacks. As long as he was not crushed in cultivation, Mo Wuji could sweep across.

At this point, Han Qingru finally understood why Mo Wuji had come to the auction so unscrupulously. With this kind of means, the only real threats to Mo Wuji here were the two Golden Immortal cultivators. To be honest, she was actually prepared to die when she agreed to come to the auction with Mo Wuji. Mo Wuji's current power showed that they were not necessarily doomed to die, and there was even a great chance of survival.

If they could avoid death, who would want to die?

Thinking of this, Han Qingru and Tong Ye also frantically unleashed their magical treasures and attacked.

Mo Wuji controlled the battlefield. When they joined in, the number of dead and injured Heavenly Immortal cultivators increased again.

He Junhu's expression changed. When Mo Wuji unleashed the Rain of Lightning Swords, he felt that something was wrong. How could a rogue cultivator cultivate lightning-based techniques to such an extent? In the Immortal Realm, there was a Lightning Sect, and this sect was full of lightning-based geniuses. If Mo Wuji was from the Lightning Sect, not to mention him, even his Seven Smoke Sect would be a passing cloud.

The Lightning Sect was also a top sect in the Immortal Realm. Compared to the Lightning Sect, the Seven Smoke Sect was simply not on the same level.

However, He Junhu quickly realized that Mo Wuji could not be from the Lightning Sect. If the Lightning Sect had a genius like Mo Wuji, even if he wanted to come to Yongying Corner, he would at least have a Profound Immortal protected by a Rule Talisman by his side, instead of just two Heavenly Immortal cultivators. Lao Cai could not possibly deceive him on this matter. It seemed that Mo Wuji was just a talented lightning-based cultivator from a Half-Immortal Domain.

"Fellow cultivators, as long as you participate in the siege of these three people today, I, He Junhu, on behalf of the Seven Smoke Sect, promise to give ten places to condense Immortal Grids. For those who have already condensed Immortal Grids, I am willing to give 10,000 high-grade Immortal Crystals as an attack fee. Whoever can kill this person, one-third of the things on this person's body will be yours, and you can also join my Seven Smoke Sect. Moreover, I estimate that this person has at least one million Immortal Grid Stones, and I believe everyone understands why…"

Even though He Junhu was not afraid of Mo Wuji, Mo Wuji's crazy rain of lightning still made him feel terrified. After announcing these words loudly, he also rushed into the battle circle and directly pounced on Mo Wuji.

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