Just in a short time, Tai Luan and Qing Yuan understood what was happening. Mo Wuji had become a saint. When Mo Wuji fought with them back then, he must have been a Quasi-Sage.

They were still somewhat doubtful whether Mo Wuji was a Quasi-Sage before, but now seeing that Mo Wuji's strength was fundamentally different from before, it wasn't just superficial power, but a substantial change. What else could it be but becoming a saint?

When Mo Wuji hadn't become a saint, they were four saints, plus Luo, a saint even stronger than them. A total of five people besieged Mo Wuji, but Mo Wuji still severely injured Luo and left calmly.

Now that Mo Wuji has returned as a saint, where is Luo?

Although Wu Huang and Yuan Jie were shocked, they didn't have the same level of apprehension as Saint Tai Luan and Saint Qing Yuan. Moreover, they clearly knew that Tai Luan and Qing Yuan hadn't used their full strength before.

"Tai Luan, Qing Yuan, let's all go all out, just a saint without a divine seat..." After leaving a sentence, Wu Huang sacrificed seven Cosmic Stellar Flames and pounced towards Mo Wuji.

Yuan Jie didn't hesitate either, and followed suit, pouncing toward Mo Wuji. Although Tai Luan and Qing Yuan also followed behind Wu Huang and Yuan Jie, sacrificing their magic weapons to attack Mo Wuji, they didn't even bring out half of their strength.

Their primary focus was on escaping.

The Mortal Halberd was unleashed again by Mo Wuji, transforming into an overwhelming torrent of halberd light and Dao patterns.

A dilapidated halberd light chasm swept up from nowhere. Although the Saint Dao Assembly's auction hall was sturdy and its protective array was powerful, it was reduced to ruins under Mo Wuji's Broken Chasm divine ability.

The protective array cracked, and even the divine spiritual veins were overturned.

The powerful Mortal Realm spread out, and the entire space was bound by Mo Wuji's Mortal Realm. All the Dao rhythms between heaven and earth were within this Mortal Realm.

At this moment, this realm of the Saint Dao Assembly was no longer in the universe, but merely a part of Mo Wuji's vast and boundless Mortal Realm.

"Boom boom boom!" Divine ability laws collided, and Dao rhythm rules shattered inch by inch.

Tian Huang's heart was filled with shock and panic. It was the first time he had seen someone able to tear apart his seven Cosmic Stellar Flames with a single halberd strike. Moreover, they were destroyed when his seven Cosmic Stellar Flames were completely formed. How great a divine ability must that be?

"Crack!" At the same time, Yuan Jie's top-tier divine ability, *Shi Shui Liu Nian* (Fleeting Time), was torn apart by Mo Wuji's Mortal Dao Dao rhythm.

*Shi Shui Liu Nian* was not only Yuan Jie's primary divine ability, but also a famous divine ability in this universe, second only to the Great Divine Abilities. It was rumored that Yuan Jie won the Cosmic Time Law Origin Dao Scroll in the past. After Yuan Jie won this Time Law Origin Dao Scroll, he secluded himself for millions of years and comprehended *Shi Shui Liu Nian*.

This was a true time divine ability. Once unleashed, anything under the divine ability's rule space would turn into flowing water in the years, without any power to resist.

But now, this top-tier divine ability was reduced to smoke under Mo Wuji's Broken Chasm.

Yuan Jie was scared out of his wits. The incomparably powerful Mortal Dao Law locked onto him, and the aura of death enveloped him. At this moment, he understood the gap between himself and Mo Wuji, which was simply indescribable.

If the other party was a giant tree, he was just a small grass under the giant tree.

In this moment of life and death, two powerful Dao rhythm auras rushed out from his side, and a handprint directly swept Yuan Jie away.

Yuan Jie was extremely grateful in his heart. He knew that Tai Luan and Qing Yuan had simultaneously taken action to save him.

"Creation!" Almost at the same time as Qing Yuan and Tai Luan saved Yuan Jie, Mo Wuji raised his hand and pointed.

The space transformed into a melting pot, and everything melted in this melting pot. Whether you were once a saint or a mortal, whether you were once a good person or a bad person.

In this melting pot, everything would be melted away...

Heaven and Earth as a Furnace, All Things as Copper!

"Poof!" Wu Huang's entire body turned into a blood mist and exploded, then disappeared without a trace.

Saint Tai Luan and Saint Qing Yuan's expressions changed drastically. In order to save Yuan Jie, they were once again enveloped by Mo Wuji's Mortal Realm. They could indeed tear apart Mo Wuji's Mortal Realm, but by the time they tore apart Mo Wuji's Mortal Realm, Mo Wuji would have already taken action again.

Even though they knew that the initiative had been lost, and even though they knew that they might face the fate of death and Dao dissipation, the two saints, Tai Luan and Qing Yuan, still chose to tear apart Mo Wuji's Mortal Realm at the same time.

"Crack!" In just a few breaths, Tai Luan and Qing Yuan tore apart Mo Wuji's Mortal Realm and escaped calmly.

Tai Luan frowned. This was wrong. He knew how powerful Mo Wuji was. He would definitely not remain idle when they tore apart his Mortal Realm.

Soon, he and Qing Yuan understood that Mo Wuji was currently in a state of enlightenment. He stood in the ruined Saint Dao Assembly hall with his eyes closed, and wisps of Mortal Dao rhythm surrounded him, stirring up billions of vast auras.

After more than ten breaths, Mo Wuji suddenly raised his hand and grabbed in the void.

Seeing what Mo Wuji grabbed open, Tai Luan and Qing Yuan felt their scalps tingle. They no longer dared to stay, and hurriedly fled with Yuan Jie and the other.

They saw Mo Wuji tear apart Wu Huang's world, and all the treasures in Wu Huang's world appeared in the void.

How terrifying was this? Tai Luan, a powerhouse who had attained sainthood, naturally understood very well.

Could a saint's world be opened just like that? Originally, even if Mo Wuji killed Wu Huang, he wouldn't be able to obtain Wu Huang's things. Because Wu Huang's things were in Wu Huang's own world, and no one could know which plane level Wu Huang's world was in except for Wu Huang himself.

Unless someone's cultivation was too far apart from Wu Huang's, and then spent a lot of time slowly grinding away, it might be possible to break open Wu Huang's world.

Wu Huang himself was a powerhouse at the saint realm level, who could be much stronger than Wu Huang?

Now that Wu Huang had died and his Dao had dissipated, Mo Wuji could still break open Wu Huang's world with a wave of his hand in a dozen breaths. How powerful was that?

The heart of Ming Sheng, who was watching the battle from afar, sank to the bottom. He actually wanted to threaten Mo Wuji. If Mo Wuji could still fight with him back then, then now he wasn't even worth looking at in front of Mo Wuji. At this moment, he only hoped that Mo Wuji wouldn't remember him, Mi Ji.

Mo Wuji didn't pay any attention to Ming Sheng Mi Ji, and didn't even bother with the fleeing Tai Luan and the other two. He didn't chase Tai Luan and the others, but instead focused his gaze on the pale-faced youth in white.

"This fellow Daoist, can you release your realm and allow us to leave?" Seeing that Mo Wuji didn't retract his Mortal Realm rule Dao rhythm, but instead looked at him, the pale-faced youth cupped his fists and said very politely.

In a battle between powerhouses, once a powerhouse sets up a realm restriction, it means that the powerhouse has something to discuss with you. If you break free from the realm and leave, it means that you don't take the powerhouse seriously at all, and it's a matter of life and death.

Mo Wuji's strength was so strong, even if he knew that Mo Wuji had set up a realm restriction, the pale-faced man didn't leave casually.

Because he wasn't the only one bound by Mo Wuji's realm, there was also a burly man.

"No." Mo Wuji thrust his Mortal Halberd out, and the void seemed to become tangible, making a cracking sound. The Mortal Halberd was thus inserted into the void.

Hearing Mo Wuji's words, the effeminate pale-faced man's heart tightened. He directly grabbed a dark red giant blade that was even wider than a door panel, and stared at Mo Wuji with a deep voice, "This fellow Daoist, I, Mi Xu, have no grievances or enmity with you. If you want the cosmic Dao rhythm, I've already sold it to someone else."

Mo Wuji sneered, and waved out a dilapidated middle-grade divine artifact cave dwelling, "Today, I'll let you die knowing why. For a mere Dao rhythm, you imprisoned my aunt and my friend Shi Yi Niang for tens of thousands of years. My aunt and Shi Yi Niang finally helped you send the Dao rhythm here, and you, this mad dog, actually killed my aunt and Shi Yi Niang. Today, I'll dig out your heart and see if your mad dog's heart is black or dirty."

Everyone around sighed when they heard Mo Wuji's words. They weren't sighing because Mi Xu killed Mo Wuji's aunt and Mo Wuji's friend for a Dao rhythm, but because they felt that Mi Xu's luck was too bad, he had provoked such a ruthless person.

As for the cosmic Dao rhythm, it was definitely not the "mere" thing that Mo Wuji said. There were plenty of people here who were willing to destroy countless planets or even countless realms for a cosmic Dao rhythm, let alone kill two people?

Mi Xu's heart turned cold. He didn't expect his luck to be so bad. He randomly found someone to bring the Dao rhythm here, and he actually found a guy with such a strong background.

Mi Xu knew very well that it was useless to say anything at this time. The red blade in his hand swept out, and the blade light Dao rhythm tore apart Mo Wuji's Mortal Realm domain, making a crisp cracking sound. His strength was much weaker than Wu Huang's. Wu Huang was killed by Mo Wuji with a single finger, if he didn't seize the opportunity, he would definitely die today.

Mo Wuji didn't use the Mortal Halberd. With a wave of his hand, the space torn apart by Mi Xu was filled up again. The Dao rhythm of time crisscrossed in the space, and the red blade Dao aura stirred up by Mi Xu suddenly slowed down.

Time Rule divine ability? Mi Xu's heart sank. Before he could frantically burn his own Dao rhythm, an extremely powerful yet ordinary Dao rhythm locked onto him. Then, that Primal Energy handprint directly grabbed his neck.

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