Thinking of it, he immediately channeled a wisp of Dark Attribute's Rule Dao rhythm into the Flowing Time Treasure.

Immediately, Mo Wuji almost cried out in joy. Usually, no matter what method he used to penetrate the Flowing Time Treasure, it was like viewing flowers in the mist. The only thing that could penetrate was his Mortal Dao Rule Dao rhythm. But the speed was terrifyingly slow.

At this moment, his Dark Attribute Rule Dao rhythm penetrated the Flowing Time Treasure effortlessly, without any stagnation. Soon, Mo Wuji became dazed. His divine sense penetrated the Flowing Time Treasure, but he couldn't scan anything at all.

For him, it was no different from his divine sense not penetrating.

The Storage Divine Meridian's divine sense penetrated again, and it was still a vast darkness. Opening his spiritual eye...

Mo Wuji suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. After he used the Dark Attribute's Rule Dao rhythm to enter the Flowing Time Treasure, his spiritual eye could clearly see everything inside.

Under his spiritual eye, the Dao laws in the Flowing Time Treasure became clear. It was as if a huge incandescent light bulb had suddenly been turned on in the darkness, making everything obvious and clear.

Strands of patterns outlined by the Dark Attribute Dao rhythm densely appeared before Mo Wuji.

In that instant, Mo Wuji understood why he almost fell into madness. Not only had Bitter Heartman arranged various heart demon Dao rhythms inside, but he had also set up countless traps.

Even though Mo Wuji hadn't started refining it yet, he could see that if Bitter Heartman harbored malicious intentions, he could cause a temporal displacement at any time during his cultivation. Once there was a temporal displacement during cultivation, even if he didn't die, he would be ruined.

So far, Bitter Heartman hadn't attacked him. The only possibility was that Bitter Heartman hadn't fully recovered.

Mo Wuji didn't believe that Bitter Heartman would be so kind as to give him the Flowing Time Treasure.

Now, Mo Wuji didn't dare to waste any time. He quickly began to peel off all the Dark Rule Dao rhythms left by Bitter Heartman in the Flowing Time Treasure, while also clearing the various traps and mechanisms inside.

Time slowly passed in this way. In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed, and Mo Wuji had completely cleared all the tricks left by Bitter Heartman in the Flowing Time Treasure.

Although he hadn't started refining the Flowing Time Treasure yet, it no longer belonged to Bitter Heartman. At least, Bitter Heartman couldn't take back the Flowing Time Treasure now. The retrieval mark carved by Bitter Heartman with the help of the Flowing Time Treasure was completely destroyed and burned away by him.

Having destroyed Bitter Heartman's tricks, Mo Wuji could easily communicate with the Flowing Time Treasure using his divine sense, even without using his spiritual eye or the Dark Attribute Dao law.

At this point, Mo Wuji naturally understood why others couldn't refine the Flowing Time Treasure. It wasn't a problem with the Flowing Time Treasure itself, but a problem with Bitter Heartman's meticulous planning.

Now he was using the Mortal Dao to refine the Flowing Time Treasure. When the Flowing Time Treasure was outlined with his Mortal Dao Dao rhythm rules, those who hadn't cultivated the Mortal Dao would also be unable to snatch the Flowing Time Treasure.

One Mortal Dao law after another penetrated the Flowing Time Treasure. With each passing breath, the connection between the Flowing Time Treasure and Mo Wuji became closer.

……

After Mo Wuji destroyed all the Dark Dao rhythm marks and carved rules in the Flowing Time Treasure, Bitter Heartman, who was in the divine rest place of Burial God Valley, an unknown number of planes away from Mo Wuji's location, suddenly stood up in his bamboo house. He looked up at the endless vast void and suddenly let out a terrifying roar.

Bitter Heartman, who had completely recovered his physical body and had restored his cultivation to almost eighty percent, now revealed an unprecedented anxiety and unease in his eyes.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible." Bitter Heartman kept muttering to himself.

A full dozen breaths of time passed before he woke up from the sudden shock and disbelief. One divine spiritual meridian after another was thrown out by him, followed by several mouthfuls of essence blood being spat out, and countless complex hand seals being thrown out by him.

The divine spiritual energy of the divine spiritual meridians, combined with his hand seals, formed one divine spiritual energy vortex imprint after another.

But soon, Bitter Heartman's face turned pale. He couldn't communicate with any of the Dao rhythm aura of the Flowing Time Treasure.

He suddenly stood up, his whole body trembling, and he no longer had the mind to continue cultivating.

Countless experts were filled with worry and even despair about the coming calamity. Bitter Heartman was definitely an anomaly. On the surface, he was worried about the coming calamity, but in fact, he was the one who most hoped for the calamity to come sooner.

The reason was that he had the Flowing Time Treasure.

He had full confidence that, when the Extinction Calamity arrived, he would use the Flowing Time Treasure to step above all living beings and enter the position of a Saint.

Mo Wuji had exchanged his Flowing Time Treasure, and he had long planned to take it back. Although Mo Wuji had shown himself to be relatively powerful and resourceful at the time, he was a little surprised, but he never worried that he wouldn't be able to retrieve the Flowing Time Treasure.

What was the Flowing Time Treasure? Only he, Bitter Heartman, knew best.

No one could snatch his Flowing Time Treasure, because once the Flowing Time Treasure was refined by someone, it belonged to that person. What's more, he cultivated Dark Attribute techniques?

To refine the Flowing Time Treasure, one had to cultivate the Dark Attribute as well. And he knew that Mo Wuji didn't cultivate the Dark Attribute at all. Even if the other party cultivated the Dark Attribute techniques, they still couldn't snatch his Flowing Time Treasure.

Even if divine sense scanned into his Flowing Time Treasure, it couldn't view everything inside. Once one forcibly used divine sense to peep, they would eventually suffer a backlash and their sea of consciousness would be severely damaged.

Logically speaking, his Flowing Time Treasure wasn't something that outsiders could touch. He couldn't understand how Mo Wuji had destroyed all the Dao rhythm aura in the Flowing Time Treasure and refined it.

"Puff!" A blood arrow spurted out. This time, Bitter Heartman was truly severely injured, and his Dao rhythm became a little disordered.

No one knew what the Flowing Time Treasure meant to him.

With the Flowing Time Treasure, he was the Dark Dao Lord, Bitter Heartman. Under the new calamity, he was very likely to reach the realm of a Saint. Without the Flowing Time Treasure, he would only be considered ordinary even among the Four Dao Lords.

Dark Attribute techniques were very powerful, but that was only for those who hadn't come into contact with Dark Attribute techniques. How many of those standing at the peak of the God Realm hadn't come into contact with Dark Dao rhythm divine abilities?

Intense regret filled Bitter Heartman's body and mind. He regretted that he shouldn't have left the Flowing Time Treasure outside for so long. The reason why he hadn't taken back the Flowing Time Treasure until now wasn't because he was kind enough to let Mo Wuji cultivate for a while.

It was because he had taken a fancy to the treasures on Mo Wuji. Mo Wuji could casually take out the Hongmeng Vitality and the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo. He didn't even know that Mo Wuji had the Hongmeng Vitality, which meant that Mo Wuji had even more treasures on him.

He planned to recover his physical body and restore his cultivation to almost eighty percent, and then immediately go find Mo Wuji. Through the Flowing Time Treasure, he could easily find Mo Wuji's location. After finding Mo Wuji, he was confident that he could take all of Mo Wuji's things for himself.

Now, the bamboo basket was empty, and his Flowing Time Treasure was gone.

"Even if you hide at the ends of the earth, I, Bitter Heartman, will capture you, tear open your world, and take back the Flowing Time Treasure." After anger, regret, and fear were successively hidden, Bitter Heartman finally regained his composure.

He would search heaven and earth to take back his Flowing Time Treasure. No one could snatch his Flowing Time Treasure, not Mo Wuji, not even a Saint.

……

The longer Mo Wuji refined the Flowing Time Treasure, the deeper his understanding of the rules of time became.

Here, he learned that temporal stagnation was only the simplest and most basic method of the rules of time. Once he truly controlled the rules of time, it wouldn't be impossible to accelerate time or even reverse time.

Several months passed, and when Mo Wuji touched the core of the Flowing Time Treasure, he was even more pleasantly surprised. The Flowing Time Treasure could indeed be used as a flying magical treasure. What excited him even more was that he sensed that there was actually a divine ability in the Flowing Time Treasure, and the first form of the divine ability was Time Origin.

In his space, he could control the years and make time start again.

This was an extremely terrifying great divine ability. Once he controlled Time Origin, what he could do was not only to make the opponent's space stagnate, but also to make the opponent's great divine ability stagnate.

A strong person could do countless things in a breath. If the opponent's divine abilities were all stagnated due to Time Origin, then half of the opponent's fate was already in his hands.

Just as Mo Wuji was preparing to refine the Flowing Time Treasure while comprehending Time Origin, he heard Ji Li's scream.

Mo Wuji rushed out immediately, and he saw Ji Li sitting blankly on the ground looking into the distance.

"What's going on, Senior Sister Ji Li?" Mo Wuji asked anxiously, but after only saying one sentence, he felt that something was wrong.

The void barrier that had been sealed had a huge gap, and the gap directly rushed out, and the aura of the void permeated in.

Ji Li pointed to the huge gap in the distance and trembled, "Dragon, I saw a black dragon..."

Mo Wuji said in confusion, "Senior Sister Ji Li, dragons are normal. In the vast universe, the dragon race is originally a large race. The dragon race has also produced countless strong people. It's not a big deal that a black dragon is hiding here to cultivate."

Ji Li's pale complexion eased a little, and she shook her head and said, "No, that black dragon is not an ordinary dragon race. It only relied on its aura to crush me to the ground. It is more than a hundred times stronger than when I saw Senior Huan Ti at his strongest..."

In other words, the black dragon didn't need to do anything to kill Ji Li. This kind of power could only be possessed by a Saint, right?

When Mo Wuji heard this, his expression changed. When Ji Li saw Huan Ti, although Huan Ti was not a Saint, he was at the peak of Quasi-Saint, and Huan Ti also carried the aura of a Saint. To be a hundred times stronger than Huan Ti, what a terrifying existence that was?

He was sure that if he faced such a powerful black dragon, he would only have one path, a dead end.

"Senior Sister, although I don't know why that black dragon didn't move you, we absolutely can't continue to stay here. In case that black dragon goes out for a walk because of other things and then comes back, we will be waiting to die if we stay here." Mo Wuji said immediately.

(That's all for today's update, good night friends!)