Mor Wu Ji had already landed next to the golden staircase. He had reacted quickly after being blasted into the dirt by the silver-shirted man.

What made the silver-shirted man so much stronger than him wasn't his own divine abilities, but the golden staircase. The silver-shirted man's oppressive aura was similar to the Dao rhythm aura of the golden staircase.

If he didn't find a way to disrupt the Dao rhythm rules of the golden staircase today, escaping would be difficult. Who knew if the other party had used the Dao rhythm rules of the golden staircase to seal off the entire space? He didn't have the time or opportunity to try.

The Dao rhythm rules of this golden staircase were too powerful. Even seeing it in the void, he couldn't get close. Now the Dark World was the source of the golden staircase, and the silver-shirted man was still refining the Gods' Tower to connect with the golden staircase. If he still couldn't get close to the golden staircase here, he would have to find a way to escape first.

As soon as he reached the golden staircase, Mo Wu Ji directly reached out and grabbed it.

His Half-Moon Heavy Halberd was damaged, and he hadn't taken the time to completely refine the Kun Wu Sword. Besides, Mo Wu Ji vaguely felt that the golden staircase couldn't be broken by brute force. He could only grab it with his hand, not bombard it with other rule treasures.

"Bang!" The moment Mo Wu Ji's hand touched the golden staircase, a terrifying force of rules swept over him.

Mo Wu Ji was already seriously injured and hadn't recovered. With this terrifying force sweeping over him, the bones in his body cracked again and again, and several mouthfuls of blood sprayed out. Mo Wu Ji stubbornly endured the injuries and didn't let go.

The golden staircase seemed to have grown here naturally. Mo Wu Ji couldn't move it even a bit, let alone destroy it.

Mo Wu Ji's heart sank. Just as he was about to release the golden staircase and flee, he suddenly remembered something. When he was in the void, he couldn't even get close to the golden staircase, but now he was grabbing it.

Although the golden staircase was still unmoving, and a vast, boundless power was constantly transmitted, even intensifying every moment, this was clearly the source of the golden staircase's Dao rhythm rules. If he wanted to destroy the golden staircase, he could only start here.

Moreover, Mo Wu Ji had a feeling that he couldn't let go. This seemed to be his only chance for survival, his only turning point. Once he let go, he would never have another chance to grab the golden staircase.

"Crack!" An increasingly surging Dao rhythm rule power came from the golden staircase, and Mo Wu Ji's spine directly split in two, and even his meridians showed signs of cracking.

Under this continuously increasing Dao rhythm rule power, if he didn't let go, he would be reduced to blood slag in the next moment.

Mo Wu Ji had always trusted his intuition, and he didn't believe that this time his intuition was telling him to die. When an even more surging rule power came, Mo Wu Ji unhesitatingly transferred this power to the Immortal Mortal World.

He didn't believe that this power could tear his Immortal Mortal World apart.

His Immortal Mortal rules Dao rhythm was like a small grass compared to a giant tree in front of this golden staircase. But that wasn't because his Immortal Mortal rules power was really so weak, but because his Immortal Mortal rules power hadn't fully grown up, or hadn't been completely perfected. Even without complete perfection, his Immortal Mortal World was a complete universe, a complete rule space. And Mo Wu Ji vaguely felt that this golden staircase was just a kind of Dao principle integrated into it.

Like a dam bursting, the power that had been continuously increasing and bombarding Mo Wu Ji was, at this moment, all transferred to the Immortal Mortal World by Mo Wu Ji.

Mo Wu Ji was pleasantly surprised to find that after this terrifying rule power was transferred to his own Immortal Mortal World, the Immortal Mortal World was still stable and incomparably solid, without even a ripple.

And the majestic aura that suppressed him disappeared in an instant, and his vitality network instantly began to restore his vitality and essence blood. The meridians that had some cracks recovered instantly under the vitality network.

A new understanding arose, and Mo Wu Ji clearly knew that this understanding was brought about by grabbing the golden staircase. Although this understanding was still a bit vague, Mo Wu Ji knew that it was only a matter of time.

"Boom!" The silver-shirted man, who had reacted, slammed his rough iron hammer towards Mo Wu Ji's head, not giving Mo Wu Ji any time.

Mo Wu Ji clearly felt that although his domain was also shattered this time, the speed and scale of the shattering were incomparable to the first time.

Mo Wu Ji would never let go of the golden staircase. Now he wasn't just suspecting, but certain that once he let go, this golden staircase would shrink back and disappear without a trace, just like it did in the sky above the Sea of Extinction.

He was seriously injured and hadn't recovered, and he was frantically drawing the golden staircase's rule power into the Immortal Mortal World. At this moment, with the iron hammer coming, he could only turn his head.

"Crack!" Mo Wu Ji's shoulder bones were all shattered under the refining hammer, and blood mist flew everywhere. This hammer almost destroyed half of his shoulder.

However, Mo Wu Ji wasn't surprised but happy. This hammer was simply not worth mentioning compared to the one that had blasted him into the ground earlier. It could be said that they weren't on the same level at all.

It was clear that after he grabbed the golden staircase and drew away the majestic rule power, the other party had no way to borrow the golden staircase's majestic crushing power. His intuition was indeed correct.

The silver-shirted man's heart trembled wildly, incomparably shocked. He didn't expect that Mo Wu Ji, a mere Quasi-Sage Level 5, could actually grab the golden staircase. He needed to refine the Gods' Tower here, and he could only borrow the power of the golden staircase but was unable to grab it with his hands.

This Quasi-Sage Level 5 not only grabbed the golden staircase without being crushed into blood mist by the Sacred Dao principles, but also made it impossible for him to borrow the power of the golden staircase again.

Once this guy came back to his senses, how could he possibly survive?

A chill rose from the silver-shirted man's back. He didn't dare to let Mo Wu Ji continue. If things continued like this, and Mo Wu Ji recovered, it would be his end. This Quasi-Sage Level 5 was too strong. The silver-shirted man discarded the iron hammer in his hand and sacrificed a five-colored blade with icy killing intent. He wanted to kill Mo Wu Ji in the shortest possible time, and he absolutely couldn't delay any longer.

How could Mo Wu Ji give the other party another chance to attack? After enduring the silver-shirted man's second hammer, he blasted out a finger.

The understanding brought about by the golden staircase was already clear. This finger carried the cosmic Dao thought of emptiness. At this moment, there was no heaven and earth, no creation, no myriad things. Everything was emptiness, and everything was annihilated under this finger.

Seven World Finger, the sixth finger, Emptiness!

Just as the silver-shirted man's five-colored blade was about to unleash its five-colored blade light, the Dao rhythm of this finger wrapped around the silver-shirted man.

As the terrifying Dao rhythm crushed over, a trace of despair flashed in the silver-shirted man's eyes. He felt that all Dao thought rules were turned to dust under this finger. All his vitality, all his divine abilities and spells, all his divine thoughts and divine essence, everything, everything was turned to emptiness under this finger...

"Pa!" Blood mist exploded, and the silver-shirted man disappeared without a trace.

Mo Wu Ji was neither sad nor happy. Without the obstruction of the silver-shirted man, he simply closed his eyes and pulled on the golden staircase even more frantically. With the help of the Immortal Mortal World, the golden staircase no longer had the feeling of being as stable as a rock, but instead had a substantial feeling in Mo Wu Ji's hands.

The golden staircase seemed to sense Mo Wu Ji's ill intentions and struggled frantically in Mo Wu Ji's hands. The golden staircase, which had been as though it had grown naturally, began to shake wildly in Mo Wu Ji's hands.

Mo Wu Ji's divine essence also swept over frantically. Apart from the vitality network still healing him, all his divine essence and divine thoughts were added to the golden staircase.

If he allowed the golden staircase to escape, he would not forgive himself.

Luo Xu, that old thing, wanted to come down and refine the Divine World at all times. Mo Wu Ji decided not to give this guy any more chances. The next time they met, it would be him finding Luo Xu, not letting this old guy come down with the help of the golden staircase.

As Mo Wu Ji continued to draw away the Dao rhythm power of the golden staircase, the golden staircase erupted with hundreds of millions of golden lights, which radiated out and looked extremely brilliant.

Having lost the golden light, the golden staircase gradually peeled off a faint purple color.

A full day passed, and the golden staircase seemed to have had its foundation destroyed, emitting a heaven-shaking collapse sound.

At the same time as the golden staircase disappeared, a vast and boundless cosmic aura swept over Mo Wu Ji.

Mo Wu Ji looked in shock at a purple Dao principle that he was holding in his hand. That's right, Mo Wu Ji was sure that this was a Dao principle.

This was the first time Mo Wu Ji had seen a substantial Dao principle. This Dao principle seemed to contain countless worlds, vast and boundless. Mo Wu Ji suspected that if he didn't have the Immortal Mortal World, he wouldn't even be able to hold this Dao principle in his hand.

After reacting, Mo Wu Ji raised his hand and cast countless restrictions, sending this Dao principle into his Immortal Mortal World.

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