Even with the vitality meridians, divine essence meridians, and divine yuan meridians, Mo Wuji still felt waves of weakness as he fled.

Earlier, the vast and boundless void forest had collapsed and dissipated into nothingness under his Great Destruction Art.

As for the void teleportation array to the God Continent, it had naturally disappeared as well.

Mo Wuji didn't plan to return to the God Continent just yet. Tianhen Saint was waiting for him there, and without improving his strength, going back would be suicide.

However, he hadn't expected the Nailhead Book to be so terrifying. The black Nailhead Feather Arrows that had pierced into his body had melted away like ice and snow. He could only endure the continuous dissipation of his vitality and the constant consumption of his divine yuan and divine will.

No matter how strong his vitality meridians were, they couldn't sustain this indefinitely.

After fleeing for several hours, Mo Wuji stopped. His most urgent task was to find a place to heal his injuries and completely neutralize the Nailhead Book's Dao charm.

Before Mo Wuji could find his bearings, Meng Ye's figure descended not far from him. He looked at Mo Wuji with delight and said, "Brother Mo, your supernatural powers are truly powerful. If it weren't for your Great Destruction Art, we would have had a hard time escaping from that stone hall today... Eh, Brother Mo, are you perhaps injured?"

Meng Ye had clearly seen Mingyue God Emperor use the Nailhead Book. All seven Nailhead Feather Arrows had torn through Mo Wuji's domain, but because he had fled in haste, he hadn't seen Mo Wuji struck by one of the arrows.

Now, Mo Wuji's Dao charm was dissipating, and he could no longer conceal his aura. As one of the Three Scattered Saints, Meng Ye immediately realized that Mo Wuji had indeed been hit by the Nailhead Book.

Mo Wuji nodded, his voice weak as he said, "I was struck by three Nailhead Book Feather Arrows and have lost my ability to act. Perhaps my only remaining ability is to self-destruct..."

"Ah..." Meng Ye's mind raced, and he could even feel his blood flowing faster. As a quasi-saint who had obtained the Scattered Saint Divine Seat, Meng Ye had a resolute mind, but he couldn't suppress the inner struggle at this moment.

He had witnessed and personally experienced Mo Wuji's power. He knew even more clearly what treasures Mo Wuji possessed. The ability to imprison Huan Ti Saint was definitely a top-tier world, even surpassing the treasures of the True Spirit World. This top-tier world alone was enough to make him envious. Secondly, Mo Wuji had just obtained the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo, as well as Mo Wuji's Luo Book, Kunwu Sword, Celestial Pivot Mud, Great Destruction Art, void array techniques, Hongmeng life force...

He couldn't count them all, because Mo Wuji had simply too many treasures.

If he could kill Mo Wuji and obtain everything he had, he, Meng Ye...

Thinking of this, Meng Ye quickly suppressed his thoughts. He knew that if Mo Wuji didn't compromise, even if he killed him, he wouldn't be able to obtain Mo Wuji's world. Mo Wuji's last sentence had made it clear that if he turned against him, Mo Wuji was likely to self-destruct.

Thinking of this, Meng Ye forcibly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with feigned anxiety, "Brother Mo, let's quickly find a place to heal..."

Despite saying this, he was still thinking about how he could kill Mo Wuji and obtain his world. He was too clear about the terror of the Nailhead Book. Why were so many God Seat experts wary of Mingyue God Emperor? It was because he possessed the Nailhead Book. A single black feather arrow generated by the Nailhead Book was enough to cause someone to fall. Mo Wuji had been struck by three, and his current weakness must be genuine. He had heard that the Dark Dao Lord, one of the Four Dao Sovereigns, had gone missing after being struck by Mingyue God Emperor's Nailhead Book.

Mo Wuji was fully aware of Meng Ye's thoughts. None of these old guys were good news. Moreover, Meng Ye hadn't told him that Mingyue God Emperor possessed such a powerful weapon as the Nailhead Book. He had even saved Meng Ye once in that stone hall. The fact that Meng Ye hadn't told him must have been due to his own petty calculations.

However, Mo Wuji wasn't angry. Everyone was just working together superficially. Compared to Kun Yun, Meng Ye was even more cunning and treacherous. That was why, when his divine essence meridians were helping Meng Ye dispel the Nirvana Sand Dao charm, he had taken the opportunity to leave a divine will imprint on Meng Ye. In his current state, it was unlikely that Meng Ye would discover the divine will imprint he had left behind, unless Meng Ye's strength suddenly skyrocketed in a short period.

"Friend Meng doesn't need to worry. That Mingyue God Emperor was severely injured by me and is probably on his last breath. As for the Desert Dao Lord, when he was resisting my Great Destruction Art, I bombarded several divine will arrow intents into his sea of consciousness. I estimate that he is even more severely injured than Mingyue right now. These two guys should be more worried about us chasing after them, so how would they dare to chase after us?" Mo Wuji waved his hand, pretending not to care.

Meng Ye breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't think Mo Wuji was lying, as he had personally witnessed Mo Wuji's strength. His divine will was outrageously powerful. It was normal for Mo Wuji to have had the opportunity to attack the Desert Dao Lord while the Desert Dao Lord was resisting the Great Destruction Art. He didn't know that at that time, Mo Wuji had to rely on his divine essence meridians even to escape, not to mention using divine will arrow intents.

In Meng Ye's mind at this moment, Mingyue and the Desert Dao Lord were severely injured. That meant he could not only deal with Mo Wuji at his leisure, but also chase after the Desert Dao Lord and Mingyue afterward. In this struggle, he, Meng Ye, would be the big winner. The key, however, was how to get Mo Wuji to willingly open up his world like Huan Ti.

"Brother Mo, I'm just afraid of the unexpected. I think we still need to strengthen our own strength..." Saying this, Meng Ye paused before continuing, "Brother Mo, now that we've obtained the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo, how about giving me the Celestial Pivot Mud?"

Mo Wuji quickly said, "Of course. I can't even touch my own world with my divine will right now. I'll give it to you as soon as I've healed for a while."

After saying this, Mo Wuji ignored Meng Ye and casually cast dozens of array patterns for protection, and began healing in the void.

He had already sensed Meng Ye's killing intent. Mo Wuji was sure that as soon as he took out the Celestial Pivot Mud, Meng Ye would attack him with all his strength.

With Mo Wuji's current strength, he wasn't afraid of Meng Ye, and at most, he would just flee. However, if Meng Ye, the ingrate, made him take out the Celestial Pivot Mud and then flee, he would feel very uncomfortable. He had promised Meng Ye the Celestial Pivot Mud, and he would give it to him as long as he obtained the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo.

What annoyed him was that Meng Ye actually wanted to plot against him, his ally.

Pretending to heal was a lie. Mo Wuji knew that spending more time here would only worsen his injuries. He couldn't get rid of the Dao charm aura of the Nailhead Book in a short time with his current strength. He was sitting here waiting for the Desert Dao Lord and Mingyue God Emperor.

It was true that Mingyue God Emperor had been severely injured by him, but the Desert Dao Lord's minor injuries could even be said to be non-existent. If these cunning old foxes like the Desert Dao Lord and Mingyue didn't chase after clarifying the situation, then Mo Wuji would consider himself blind.

Seeing Mo Wuji really start healing without restraint, Meng Ye constantly struggled in his heart about whether to attack, but in the end, he restrained himself.

He didn't attack, not because he was considering Mo Wuji as an ally, but because he hadn't received the Celestial Pivot Mud yet. If he angered Mo Wuji, and Mo Wuji simply blew up his own world, he would never be able to obtain the Celestial Pivot Mud in his life.

When the Celestial Pivot Mud was in his hands, he would definitely not let Mo Wuji off easily. He naturally knew how powerful the Nailhead Book was, and it would be a fool's dream for Mo Wuji to try to force out the Nailhead Book by healing here.

Two hours passed, and Mo Wuji suddenly opened his eyes. He sensed the rapidly approaching Mingyue God Emperor. Mingyue God Emperor had been severely injured by him, and it wouldn't be easy to dispel the Dao charm of his Great Destruction Art.

"How is it?" Meng Ye saw Mo Wuji open the array pattern protection and quickly asked with concern.

Mo Wuji sighed, took out a fist-sized piece of Celestial Pivot Mud, threw it to Meng Ye, and sighed, "The Nailhead Book Dao charm is too terrible, I can't dispel it. I'll give you the Celestial Pivot Mud, I need to find a place to retreat and heal. Let's part ways here."

Meng Ye grabbed the Celestial Pivot Mud, forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, threw the Celestial Pivot Mud into his own world, and then let out a breath. He also sighed, "Friend Mo, this little bit of Celestial Pivot Mud is still too little."

Mo Wuji chuckled, "There's no other way, I only have this much. That's what we agreed on in the beginning. Farewell, friend Meng."

"Wait!" Meng Ye raised his Buddhist whisk, blocking Mo Wuji's path.

Mo Wuji's face darkened, "Meng Ye, you want to attack me?"

"What are you saying, friend Mo? I also need a little bit of that Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo, of course, I won't want much, just half a section will do," Meng Ye said lightly. As he spoke, countless dust threads had transformed into a dust thread space, trapping Mo Wuji's path.

Mo Wuji looked at Meng Ye calmly, "Today I need to heal, so I'll give you a little bit of interest for now. When my injuries are healed, you better not fall into my hands."

After saying this, Mo Wuji didn't even move his Half Moon Heavy Halberd, he just took a step into the void. The countless Buddhist threads that had trapped Mo Wuji's space were like decorations, unable to stop Mo Wuji at all. Mo Wuji disappeared without a trace.

Meng Ye stared blankly at the direction where Mo Wuji had disappeared, stunned. How could he look like he had been struck by the Nailhead Book, with such a movement?

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