"You want to seize my mind and then take away the luck I've gained?" Mo Wuji suddenly said.

"You really obtained the luck of a realm?" The voice became obviously excited.

Mo Wuji was relieved instead. He had previously thought this guy could pry into his thoughts, but now it seemed the other party couldn't do it at all.

"You're very clever. If I'm not mistaken, you probably didn't get any luck. You used a congenital magical treasure to break through my Heavenly Secret Luck Shield, and then you were swept here by the collapsing void, right? Being able to come here unscathed shows you are at least a late-stage Divine Body Refiner."

Mo Wuji was even more relieved. Even if the other party was 99 percent sure he hadn't obtained any luck, he would still cling to that 1 percent hope, as if this kind of luck could be transferred. This guy must be unable to leave for some reason, which is why he hoped he had obtained luck, so he could forcibly take his luck away.

Mo Wuji could only say this guy was thinking too much. Even if he were killed, he would never willingly give his Grand Dao luck to the other party.

"Who exactly are you? If you don't tell me, I'll walk in another direction," Mo Wuji said calmly.

"Telling you is no harm. This Saint is Kun Yun. I'll tell you another thing, you may have guessed that I'm trapped, but even if you go in another direction, you still won't be able to get out." Kun Yun's tone had a hint of coldness.

"What do you mean?" Mo Wuji retreated a few steps, staring even more vigilantly at the rusty long-handled weapon representing Kun Yun.

Kun Yun's voice fell silent, not answering Mo Wuji's words.

"What do you want?" After a good half hour, Mo Wuji had to ask again.

After a while, Kun Yun's voice came out again, "Originally, I wanted to ask you to help me, but seeing how vigilant you are, it's going to be extremely difficult to get you to save me. How about this, you give me some of the luck you obtained, and I'll guide you out."

As soon as Kun Yun finished speaking, a violent tremor suddenly came from beneath Mo Wuji's feet, followed by a massive collapse of the Tianqi's edge.

Mo Wuji quickly retreated. The place he had been standing was already submerged in sand and gravel.

"These earth-shattering events happen here frequently, but of course, they won't take your life. These collapsed areas will soon return to their original state, and after a while, they will collapse again. The largest collapse I've ever seen was when a million miles around this Tianqi all collapsed..."

Mo Wuji stared at the rusty long-handled weapon, a terrifying guess forming in his mind. He had seen this kind of scene before, back in the Half Immortal Domain. The Death Mine area in the Half Immortal Domain also experienced this kind of tremor. At that time, everyone speculated that the Death Mine might be alive.

After meeting Yan Li in the Immortal World, Mo Wuji was even clearer about what the Death Mine was – the sea of consciousness of a top cultivator. The Immortal Lattice Stones they dug out in the Death Mine were the crystalline thoughts of that sea of consciousness.

Mo Wuji gasped at this thought.

The bottom of the pot that the Tianqi was tilted towards...

This was no Tianqi at all, but an unimaginably vast sea of consciousness! Mo Wuji's own sea of consciousness was solid and wide, but Mo Wuji knew that his sea of consciousness was like a drop of water in the ocean compared to this one.

Not to mention his sea of consciousness, even the sea of consciousness in the Death Mine of the Half Immortal Domain was tiny in front of this terrifying sea of consciousness.

Kun Yun could control the collapse of the walls here, so he was obviously the owner of this sea of consciousness. No wonder it could repair itself automatically.

A cold sweat seeped out from Mo Wuji's back. He never imagined that he had fallen into someone else's sea of consciousness. That rusty long-handled weapon was simply a trick to deceive him. If this was Kun Yun's sea of consciousness, then his voice could come from anywhere.

In other words, Kun Yun wasn't lying to him. Even if he turned around and left, he would still be in Kun Yun's sea of consciousness.

The reason he only felt a life-threatening crisis when he got here was probably because Kun Yun was restricted. He had to get closer to that rusty long-handled weapon himself before he could use it to attack with its help.

"You seem very scared. I told you, with your body refining strength, even if this place collapses constantly, it won't kill you within ten thousand years," Kun Yun said calmly again.

"Tell me, how can I transfer some of the luck I've obtained to you?" Mo Wuji forced himself to calm down, even though Kun Yun seemed severely injured. Unfortunately, he was now in the other party's territory.

At this moment, he would rather the other party be in his own sea of consciousness.

"Do you see that long-handled weapon? That's a top-grade magical treasure. My primordial spirit is hidden inside that treasure. But I'm too weak to release my primordial spirit, so you can only hold the long handle and follow this method..." As Kun Yun spoke, a jade slip landed a few steps in front of Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji was silent. If he didn't know this place was a terrifying sea of consciousness, maybe he would have believed the other party's words. After all, primordial spirits generally needed to hide in top-grade magical treasures. When he saw Yu Minjiang back then, Yu Minjiang's primordial spirit was also hidden in a stone.

Now that Mo Wuji knew this place was the other party's sea of consciousness, he would have to be an idiot to believe such words.

In Kun Yun's own sea of consciousness, did Kun Yun still need to entrust his primordial spirit to a magical treasure?

"I don't need much, just a third of yours, no, just a quarter of the luck you obtained will do," sensing Mo Wuji's hesitation, Kun Yun said calmly again.

Mo Wuji's God Storage Lattice was about to extend out, but he suddenly felt the crisis again. He quickly retreated several zhang, the crisis disappeared, and he stood in the distance.

"Since you don't want to cooperate, then forget it." Seeing Mo Wuji retreat quickly, Kun Yun said indifferently, his tone somewhat disappointed. Although he seemed to care about the luck, he was also open to it.

Mo Wuji's spiritual will scanned the jade slip, finding nothing wrong. He withdrew his spiritual will and directed the spiritual will of his God Storage Lattice towards the jade slip. A faint aura was immediately captured by Mo Wuji's God Storage Lattice.

At this moment, Mo Wuji completely understood what was going on. Kun Yun was indeed insidious. He thought that the rusty long-handled weapon was the threat to him, but in fact, this explanatory jade slip was the real danger.

Before Mo Wuji could withdraw his spiritual will, Kun Yun exclaimed in surprise, "You actually have a God Storage Lattice..."

Mo Wuji ignored Kun Yun. Kun Yun was too terrifying. Since he created his own meridian cultivation, he was the first guy to know about the God Storage Lattice.

Kun Yun probably couldn't do anything to him now, otherwise he wouldn't have waited until now to act.

"Don't you have spiritual roots, no primordial spirit? You're a mortal? You actually created a mortal meridian cultivation method? How is this possible..." Kun Yun asked a series of questions, his tone full of excitement.

Unfortunately, Mo Wuji already knew how terrible this person was, and he ignored him completely. Compared to Yu Minjiang, this guy was much more terrifying. No matter how powerful Yu Minjiang was, he still had to rely on the surrounding environment.

"Come over here. I promise I won't have any more thoughts about you. I have many things to tell you. I did have some petty thoughts before, but now I swear I have no malice," Kun Yun called out urgently. He finally understood why Mo Wuji could sense his killing intent. Mo Wuji was actually a mortal cultivating the Dao. Although he was still hundreds of thousands of miles away from proving the Dao, it was certain that if Mo Wuji succeeded in the future, he would be a top powerhouse standing at the pinnacle of the universe.

The old slovenly man's guess from back then was actually true. He guessed that mortals could also cultivate the Dao, but he was ridiculed and mocked by many peak powerhouses. He never expected that after so many years, the path of cultivation in the various realms was almost coming to an end, but in this situation, someone could still create the Dao of Mortals. How amazing would this person be?

If he had known earlier that Mo Wuji was cultivating the Dao of Mortals, he would never have used the previous methods. A young Dao of Mortals cultivator was enough for him to give up everything he had, even including the behemoth sea of consciousness he was already repairing.

No matter how eloquently Kun Yun spoke, Mo Wuji was still retreating rapidly. No wonder this place couldn't be cultivated, it was a large sea of consciousness.

The reason why Mo Wuji retreated so quickly was because he was sure that Kun Yun's control over his sea of consciousness was also very low. Otherwise, Kun Yun couldn't have been unaware that he had an Immortal World.

After retreating about a thousand miles, Mo Wuji stopped and summoned the Kunwu Sword. To deal with this kind of old guy, he didn't even use the Half-Moon Heavy Halberd.

The Kunwu Sword drew a tearing sword intent of several hundred zhang!

"Boom!" The sword intent slammed into the wall, the rubble on both sides of the wall exploded, and this sloping wall was directly torn open, creating a gully nearly a thousand zhang long. This was still because Mo Wuji's spiritual will only extended a hundred zhang. If his spiritual will could reach a thousand zhang, then this sword could directly cleave a gully several thousand zhang long.

The debris split out by the Kunwu Sword was swept away by Mo Wuji to the side, and the Azure Underworld Heart landed on the debris.

In Mo Wuji's view, since this was a sea of consciousness, he could use the Azure Underworld Heart to burn life force. Indeed, each time he burned it, it wasn't fatal to this boundless sea of consciousness, but he had plenty of time. What he had to do now was resolutely prevent this sea of consciousness from repairing itself.

His cultivation level was far behind Kun Yun, who called himself This Saint, but he could move mountains like the Foolish Old Man. As long as the Kunwu Sword continuously tore apart everything in this sea of consciousness, then the sea of consciousness's recovery would become increasingly slow.

"Stop! Since you've seen that this is my sea of consciousness, you should know that I have the ability to bind you. I just don't want the luck to dissipate, nor do I want to consume my vitality." Mo Wuji's actions finally made Kun Yun panic. The feeling of everything being under control disappeared.

The reason he lured Mo Wuji to the edge of that rusty long-handled weapon was also because once Mo Wuji attacked, the surrounding walls of the sea of consciousness could be controlled by him, and he had the ability to restrain Mo Wuji completely.

Now that Mo Wuji had retreated to a place he could barely control, he had completely lost his confidence. He couldn't understand how Mo Wuji knew this was a sea of consciousness. No one would dare to believe that this was a sea of consciousness!

Stop? Mo Wuji sneered inwardly. He still wanted to threaten him? What he feared the least was threats. Not only did he not stop, but the Kunwu Sword also stirred up an even more violent sword light and slammed down.

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