Chapter 918: Breakthrough

Mo Hua slept a good sleep. On ordinary days, he didn't sleep at all, spending almost all his time, day and night, on cultivation and drawing arrays. Especially after Zi Shi, with the Dao Bei present, he would practice array methods countless times every night.

But this time, after several battles, plus the super-tier divine thought battle, which caused pressure on his knowledge sea and physical exhaustion, Mo Hua truly couldn't bear it. So he forgot everything and slept soundly.

When he woke up from his sleep, the sky was already bright. Sunlight shone into the room. Mo Hua slowly opened his eyes, his mind somewhat blank, and stared blankly at the sunlight outside the window.

"You're awake?" A gentle voice sounded.

Mo Hua turned his head and saw Elder Murong, whose face was fair and clean, dignified yet graceful. He held a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and looked at Mo Hua gently. "Elder Murong is well..." Mo Hua said in a low voice. His voice was still a little hoarse.

"Don't speak," Elder Murong said. "You should take the medicine now."

Elder Murong stood up, took out several pills, and brought them to Mo Hua's mouth. Mo Hua couldn't move, so he just opened his mouth and accepted Elder Murong's "feeding."

After feeding him the pills, Elder Murong took Mo Hua's pulse again, pondered for a moment, and said in a light voice, "Good, you rest well. You should be able to go back to class in about two or three days."

"Thank you..." Mo Hua only managed to say the word "thank" before his throat ached, and he couldn't speak anymore. Elder Murong chuckled softly, "You rest well," and then left.

Mo Hua lay in bed alone, looking at the Bagua Dan furnace cloud pattern on the ceiling, lost in thought. After a long time, he finally came back to himself. "The physical body is truly the host of divine thought."

If the physical body is strong, the spirit is good, and divine thought is abundant. Conversely, now that his physical body has lost blood energy, his divine sense is difficult to concentrate, and his spirit is also somewhat in a trance.

But fortunately, Old Mister Xun saved him, and the beautiful and kind Elder Murong, who was very skilled in Dan Dao, refined pills for him. The injuries on his physical body were not a major obstacle. "But next time I do something, I still need to be more cautious and thorough."

"Also, it would be good if my physical body could be stronger..." Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

Subsequently, a wave of tiredness and sleepiness came over him, and Mo Hua felt heavy with sleep, slowly closing his eyes again. And as his divine thought weakened and slowly entered sleep, he didn't notice the anomaly in his karma, nor did he know that a single evil, pitch-black, terrifying, blackened young "Mo Hua" was also sleeping within his life grid.

Tai Xu Men, Back Mountain.

Old Mister Xun climbed the steps, crossed over the heavy seals, and headed towards the Sword Tomb. He was still very concerned about the matter of "sword intent."

Logically, with Mo Hua's attainments in Sword Dao, it was fundamentally impossible to condense "sword intent." However, on his body, there did indeed appear a high-level "sword intent." This is something that cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage cannot cultivate, and it completely goes against common sense.

Old Mister Xun's first thought was of his Senior Brother. The only person in the entire Tai Xu Shan who could pass down such a high-level Sword Dao and profound sword intent to a Foundation Establishment disciple was likely the former Tai Xu Shan Ancestor Du Gu, who once reigned supreme in Qian State with his sword, suppressed the heavenly talents of his generation, slew countless demons and evil, and made countless demons and evil lose their courage upon hearing his name.

But absolutely not! No matter how much he respected this Senior Brother, he would absolutely not allow him to teach Mo Hua that child to cultivate sword methods.

Old Mister Xun was even more clear in his heart that the endpoint of his Senior Brother's cultivation of sword methods was his inherited fate, which was only one: "Tai Xu Divine Thought Transforming Sword True Art"! This sword art was already a forbidden technique of Tai Xu. Once this sword is learned, one will step into the abyss and can never turn back in this life.

Mo Hua has a broader future in Array Dao. He must not, out of curiosity, walk on this path where demons and monsters are everywhere, great terror descends, and danger is everywhere. Old Mister Xun, with a heavy heart, stepped into the Sword Tomb.

In the Sword Tomb, broken swords stood like a forest. Ancestor Du Gu, as usual, sat dryly in his original place, eyes closed, suppressing his aura. "Senior Brother..." Old Mister Xun opened his mouth and said.

But Ancestor Du Gu did not respond, not even a hint of reaction. He sat between the dry tombs, like a dead white mountain stone, dry and silent. "...Senior Brother?"

Old Mister Xun frowned, sensing that something was wrong. He gradually slowed down his pace, and a hint of sharpness appeared in his cloudy gaze as he vigilantly looked at Ancestor Du Gu. Ancestor Du Gu's facial skin trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

His expression was indifferent, but his pupils were strange. The whites of his eyes were black, and the pupils were white, with light and dark interwoven, obscure and uncertain. Old Mister Xun's expression suddenly changed. "Senior Brother, you!"

Ancestor Du Gu's knowledge sea seemed to have also experienced a battle with heavenly demons. His facial skin gradually turned pale, and his five senses melted and distorted. With only the remaining will, he said to Old Mister Xun word by word: "Quickly leave... Seal the Sword Tomb..." "And, save..."

He didn't have time to say that name, or perhaps, those existences didn't allow him to utter that name. In the infinite and endless, wildly flying and dancing heavenly demon disturbances, Ancestor Du Gu's five senses thoroughly melted, becoming a "faceless person." Old Mister Xun's pupils trembled violently, and then without thinking, he grabbed out of thin air, tore open a crack, took out a compass, and injected divine thought and spiritual power into it. The compass turned, revealing paths of array patterns, like spider webs, spreading in all directions.

In the Sword Tomb, the dense sealing array also activated at this time. The Tai Xu Two Yi Qi flowed, and paths of sealing golden doors, layer by layer, surrounded the entire Sword Tomb, tightly sealing and locking everything within. Suddenly, a Fifth-Grade sealing array was constructed on the entire Sword Tomb.

This array sealed the Sword Tomb, sealed everything in the Sword Tomb, and also blocked all aura, preventing it from being transmitted outwards. But at this time, Ancestor Du Gu's entire body was filled with sharp sword intent, and the array patterns were shaking and about to collapse.

Old Mister Xun's heart sank. He crushed a jade slip and said, "Senior Brother Murong, there's a change in the forbidden ground. Come and help me." The jade slip broke through the air, and in an instant, a five-colored crack appeared in the void.

"I was just busy with closed-door cultivation, leave me alone." A slender figure, with a handsome appearance, a youthful face, and white hair, walked out of the void crack. Before he could finish speaking, he saw the strange appearance of Ancestor Du Gu and the precarious sealing array, and immediately his pupils shrank in shock, sucking in a breath of cold air. "Senior Brother he..."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and help." The child-faced, white-haired Ancestor Murong immediately became solemn. He formed a hand seal and sacrificed a Tai Xu Seal, which transformed into four directions of green dragons, guarding the four sides of the Sword Tomb and suppressing that strange heavenly demon aura.

Old Mister Xun then took this opportunity to completely activate the layers of seals in the Sword Tomb, and then heavily reinforced them. Paths of sealing patterns turned into void chains, completely sealing the Sword Tomb tightly, leaving no gaps. Ancestor Du Gu was also thoroughly suppressed within.

This sealing array was left by the ancestors of Tai Xu Men. In its fully open state, it was sufficient to seal any existence within the Fifth Grade, including divine thought, spiritual power, flesh and blood. Not until this time did Old Mister Xun and Ancestor Murong slightly relax.

"How is Senior Brother?" Ancestor Murong asked.

Old Mister Xun's expression was solemn, and he shook his head, "I can't say clearly either, but Senior Brother's state is very wrong. I'm afraid that the 'things' sealed are trying to break out..."

Ancestor Murong's expression changed upon hearing this. "Then Senior Brother isn't..."

Old Mister Xun solemnly said, "His will still exists, but I don't know how much he has been polluted. We can only seal him up first." "Then..."

"Senior Brother's Sword Dao is sky-high. He may have his own methods. We can't actually help much..." Old Mister Xun sighed helplessly.

Ancestor Murong raised his head and looked at the sealing array, then looked at the fuzzy figure of Ancestor Du Gu within the array. His expression was somewhat sad, and he sighed, "That year's heavenly demon calamity lasted for a long time, with terrible deaths and injuries. In the end, it was Senior Brother who severed his own Dao path and used his body as a prison to guard the gate. Only then did Tai Xu Men have later peace."

"Senior Brother he... abandoned absolute top talent, abandoned boundless future, abandoned great scenery, and went from being the renowned first sword of Qian State to becoming a living tomb. For so many years, he has silently and without complaint guarded this forbidden ground. Now he is old and frail, and it is difficult to distinguish between human and demon. I don't know if he will have a good end..." Ancestor Murong felt deeply sad.

Old Mister Xun also felt a pang of sadness, but still said, "This path was chosen by Senior Brother himself. He understands these matters better than us." "I know." Ancestor Murong sighed, and then asked in a light voice, "What do we do now?"

Old Mister Xun pondered for a moment, "You and I will join forces to completely seal this back mountain, even locking the void, not allowing anyone or any existence to enter or leave. After some time, we will see the situation again."

Ancestor Murong pondered for a moment, "If the matter is not possible..."

"If the matter is not possible," Old Mister Xun's eyebrows furrowed into a "river" character, and he sighed, "I will think of another method." He did not say what method, and Ancestor Murong did not ask, only nodding his head. "That's the only way now..."

After this, both of them were silent, each with a heavy heart. Bright sunlight shone into the back mountain, but it also seemed to be covered by a layer of haze, filled with coldness and heaviness. Ancestor Murong looked into the distance, taking in the entire Tai Xu Shan, and sighed softly, "Clearly the three sects have merged, yet another wave of turmoil has arisen. The future of my Tai Xu Men's lineage is uncertain..."

Old Mister Xun thought for a moment, his eyes filled with heavy thought, and slowly shook his head, "It's not that the future of my Tai Xu Men is uncertain, but the future of this world and this vast common people is uncertain..."

Ancestor Murong was taken aback. "This... is perhaps speaking too heavily..."

Old Mister Xun's expression was indifferent. After a moment of deliberation, he slowly spoke his own worries: "Heaven and earth's great calamity, although terrifying, is not the most terrifying." "The most terrifying thing is the decay of the human heart."

"Past great calamities were naturally dangerous, but there were still great cultivators like Senior Brother, with great cultivation, great willpower, and great vision, who abandoned fame and fortune, abandoned honor and disgrace, abandoned themselves, to bear the burden of the common people and resist this great calamity."

"What about now?"

"Today's sects in the world prioritize profit. The disciples under their doors also mostly focus on their own interests. People don't cultivate their hearts, their hearts don't seek the Dao, and they are selfish. Once they truly encounter a great calamity, what situation will it be?"

As if thinking of that scene, Old Mister Xun's expression was extremely severe, and his tone was filled with coldness. "I always have a premonition that under the decay of the human heart, the next great calamity may be the death calamity of these Nine Provinces..." This statement was too shocking, even Ancestor Murong's heart was terrified.

Ancestor Murong said in a deep voice, "The Nine Provinces are united, and the Dao Court is powerful. Even if there is some decay, it should not reach this point..." But these words did not seem to be addressed to Old Mister Xun, but rather to himself.

Old Mister Xun was silent for a moment, then raised his head and looked into the distance. "But I wish it were so..."

Everything in the back mountain was strictly sealed by arrays, and outsiders did not know how time quietly flowed.

Three days later, Mo Hua was almost recovered. He could continue to attend classes, cultivate, and draw arrays. Of course, the most important thing was that he had a Grade 3 divine skeleton and an evil fetus "inheritance." He could continue to refine divine marrow, swallow divine thought, and crack mystery arrays. So another half month passed. At the time of Zi Shi, Mo Hua sat in meditation in the disciple residence, his divine sense sinking into his knowledge sea, solving the mystery array as usual.

But today was a little different again. Because today, he could finish solving the mystery array, which meant that the bottleneck of his Tian Yan Art in the late Foundation Establishment stage would be broken through tonight. He was about to reach the late Foundation Establishment stage!

Mo Hua suppressed his excited heart and used a slightly trembling hand to begin solving the last mystery array. As his fingers outlined, golden divine thought patterns shuttled between the mystery arrays, condensing into paths of solution patterns. The mystery arrays also slowly deconstructed, collapsed, and disappeared... Finally, with the condensation of the last stroke, the last golden pattern fell. The "mystery array" that was the bottleneck of the Tian Yan Art finally turned into golden threads and completely dissipated.

At that instant, Mo Hua's knowledge sea suddenly became smooth. His Qi Sea was no longer suppressed by the bottleneck. Spiritual power flowed naturally, forming a Zhou Tian, converging into Mo Hua's Qi Sea. His four limbs, bones, and meridians also felt a hint of "hunger."

Mo Hua immediately opened his eyes, took out the spirit stones he had prepared, crushed them all, absorbed the energy into his body through his breath, flowed through the Zhou Tian, and refined and precipitated them into his Qi Sea one by one. Mo Hua felt that his spiritual power had not been enhanced for a long time. His knowledge sea was also slowly expanding, and his divine sense realm was also gradually climbing...

He didn't know how long passed. Finally, as his Qi Sea filled, his knowledge sea brightened, his whole body's meridians stabilized, and his spiritual power's Zhou Tian settled. Mo Hua opened his eyes, and unusual light bloomed in his pupils. His whole body's momentum also rose a section.

Late Foundation Establishment stage! Finally, he broke through!

The entire breakthrough process was considered smooth. But the premise of the smoothness was that before this, he had spent too much effort, devised too many strategies, and also experienced fierce battles. First, he killed the divine skeleton, then he severed the evil fetus. Only then could he have such a smooth breakthrough now.

"Cultivating the Dao is really not easy..." Mo Hua felt emotional in his heart.

Fortunately, heaven helps those who help themselves. He was now finally a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage. In front of a crowd of younger Senior Brothers, he could finally stand tall.

Mo Hua looked inward at himself, inspecting his current strength: his physical body was stronger - although it didn't have much influence. His spiritual power was thicker - of course, compared to the disciples of the same sect who often had superior spirit roots and cultivation techniques, the gap was still quite large. The only thing that was not bad was his divine sense, which was, as always, one step ahead.

Nineteen pattern peak among peaks. Because he swallowed a Grade 3 divine skeleton and the remaining huge divine thought of the evil fetus, plus the enhancement of divine sense brought about by breaking through to the late Foundation Establishment stage, Mo Hua's divine sense took another big step forward at its limit this time. At this time, his divine sense was already infinitely close to twenty patterns.

Even Mo Hua felt that as long as he had another opportunity, he could break through this limit and thus truly possess a divine sense at the twenty-pattern realm. Late Foundation Establishment stage... Divine sense Golden Core. Mo Hua was also a little dazed for a while.

He didn't think that the day of Divine Sense Golden Core would actually be so close without him realizing it, even making him feel somewhat unreal. When he was initially in the Qi Refining stage and his divine sense was in the Foundation Establishment stage, he had to put in quite a bit of effort, drawing arrays every day, just to slowly grind his way up.

But then he thought about it, this might also be the reason why there was a huge crippled evil god lodged in the border of Qian Xue State. The huge crippled evil god was really too fat. He had been "freeloading" and without paying attention, his divine sense was already about to reach the Golden Core stage. Moreover, it wasn't just that.

Mo Hua's divine sense sank into his knowledge sea, and he looked down at his divine thought incarnation. He had successively refined a Grade 3 divine skeleton and a Grade 2 evil fetus, swallowing a large amount of divine marrow. His current divine thought had also become nearly pure gold. Nearly pure gold, but there was still a trace of impurity. This color was already very terrifying. At least, Mo Hua had not seen such a pure "gold color" on any god-like existence so far. Even Huang Shan Jun didn't have it.

Let alone the little silver fish, it was just silver. As for the gold color, Mo Hua had only heard Huang Shan Jun mention it, and had no concept of this kind of divine marrow. "The next step is to remove impurities and refine my divine thought to pure gold?" "Then what?" Mo Hua was completely confused.

And thinking of divine marrow, Mo Hua thought of the words that the Grade 3 blood-colored divine skeleton said to him not long ago. That divine skeleton said that he knew nothing about "Dao Hua," and that his Dao was a mess... Mo Hua was a little unhappy, but upon careful consideration, he also felt that that Grade 3 divine skeleton should not have lied. His understanding of "Divine Sense Dao Hua" indeed needed to be deepened, and his divine sense strength also needed to be polished more. His entire inheritance also needed to be gradually perfected.

That divine skeleton indeed wanted to kill him, but at the same time, it also reminded him. The key was... Why did it want to remind him, and why did it say these things to him? Wasn't it the divine skeleton of the Great Crippled Lord?

Mo Hua recalled his interactions with this blood-colored divine skeleton bit by bit and suddenly discovered a problem: "Blood..." Other divine skeletons, although also cruel, bloodthirsty, devouring human life, and bringing blood shadows, were not like this divine skeleton, which had such a thick "blood" background color. Even its life ability was a "killing blood blade" that condensed the blood Dao.

"Its Dao is related to blood..." "This doesn't seem to be the Dao of the Great Crippled Evil God?" Mo Hua frowned. The matter seemed to have become complicated...

But he still didn't understand much about things like evil gods, god Dao, and great Dao laws, and he had encountered few such situations. Considering these now, he still couldn't figure out the reason. "Let's talk about it later..." "Anyway, I'm already in the late Foundation Establishment stage..."

Mo Hua felt satisfied, put aside other thoughts, and slept soundly again.

Everything in the back mountain was strictly sealed by arrays, and outsiders did not know how time quietly flowed.

Three days later, Mo Hua was almost fully recovered. He could continue to attend classes, cultivate, and draw arrays. Of course, the most important thing was that he had a Grade 3 divine skeleton and an evil fetus "inheritance." He could continue to refine divine marrow, swallow divine thought, and crack mystery arrays. So another half month passed. At the time of Zi Shi, Mo Hua sat in meditation in the disciple residence, his divine sense sinking into his knowledge sea, solving the mystery array as usual.

But today was a little different again. Because today, he could finish solving the mystery array, which meant that the bottleneck of his Tian Yan Art in the late Foundation Establishment stage would be broken through tonight. He was about to reach the late Foundation Establishment stage!

Mo Hua suppressed his excited heart and used a slightly trembling hand to begin solving the last mystery array. As his fingers outlined, golden divine thought patterns shuttled between the mystery arrays, condensing into paths of solution patterns. The mystery arrays also slowly deconstructed, collapsed, and disappeared... Finally, with the condensation of the last stroke, the last golden pattern fell. The "mystery array" that was the bottleneck of the Tian Yan Art finally turned into golden threads and completely dissipated.

At that instant, Mo Hua's knowledge sea suddenly became smooth. His Qi Sea was no longer suppressed by the bottleneck. Spiritual power flowed naturally, forming a Zhou Tian, converging into Mo Hua's Qi Sea. His four limbs, bones, and meridians also felt a hint of "hunger."

Mo Hua immediately opened his eyes, took out the spirit stones he had prepared, crushed them all, absorbed the energy into his body through his breath, flowed through the Zhou Tian, and refined and precipitated them into his Qi Sea one by one. Mo Hua felt that his spiritual power had not been enhanced for a long time. His knowledge sea was also slowly expanding, and his divine sense realm was also gradually climbing...

He didn't know how long passed. Finally, as his Qi Sea filled, his knowledge sea brightened, his whole body's meridians stabilized, and his spiritual power's Zhou Tian settled. Mo Hua opened his eyes, and unusual light bloomed in his pupils. His whole body's momentum also rose a section.

Late Foundation Establishment stage! Finally, he broke through!

The entire breakthrough process was considered smooth. But the premise of the smoothness was that before this, he had spent too much effort, devised too many strategies, and also experienced fierce battles. First, he killed the divine skeleton, then he severed the evil fetus. Only then could he have such a smooth breakthrough now.

"Cultivating the Dao is really not easy..." Mo Hua felt emotional in his heart.

Fortunately, heaven helps those who help themselves. He was now finally a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage. In front of a crowd of younger Senior Brothers, he could finally stand tall.

Mo Hua looked inward at himself, inspecting his current strength: his physical body was stronger - although it didn't have much influence. His spiritual power was thicker - of course, compared to the disciples of the same sect who often had superior spirit roots and cultivation techniques, the gap was still quite large. The only thing that was not bad was his divine sense, which was, as always, one step ahead.

Nineteen pattern peak among peaks. Because he swallowed a Grade 3 divine skeleton and the remaining huge divine thought of the evil fetus, plus the enhancement of divine sense brought about by breaking through to the late Foundation Establishment stage, Mo Hua's divine sense took another big step forward at its limit this time. At this time, his divine sense was already infinitely close to twenty patterns.

Even Mo Hua felt that as long as he had another opportunity, he could break through this limit and thus truly possess a divine sense at the twenty-pattern realm. Late Foundation Establishment stage... Divine sense Golden Core. Mo Hua was also a little dazed for a while.

He didn't think that the day of Divine Sense Golden Core would actually be so close without him realizing it, even making him feel somewhat unreal. When he was initially in the Qi Refining stage and his divine sense was in the Foundation Establishment stage, he had to put in quite a bit of effort, drawing arrays every day, just to slowly grind his way up.

But then he thought about it, this might also be the reason why there was a huge crippled evil god lodged in the border of Qian Xue State. The huge crippled evil god was really too fat. He had been "freeloading" and without paying attention, his divine sense was already about to reach the Golden Core stage. Moreover, it wasn't just that.

Mo Hua's divine sense sank into his knowledge sea, and he looked down at his divine thought incarnation. He had successively refined a Grade 3 divine skeleton and a Grade 2 evil fetus, swallowing a large amount of divine marrow. His current divine thought had also become nearly pure gold. Nearly pure gold, but there was still a trace of impurity. This color was already very terrifying. At least, Mo Hua had not seen such a pure "gold color" on any god-like existence so far. Even Huang Shan Jun didn't have it.

Let alone the little silver fish, it was just silver. As for the gold color, Mo Hua had only heard Huang Shan Jun mention it, and had no concept of this kind of divine marrow. "The next step is to remove impurities and refine my divine thought to pure gold?" "Then what?" Mo Hua was completely confused.

And thinking of divine marrow, Mo Hua thought of the words that the Grade 3 blood-colored divine skeleton said to him not long ago. That divine skeleton said that he knew nothing about "Dao Hua," and that his Dao was a mess... Mo Hua was a little unhappy, but upon careful consideration, he also felt that that Grade 3 divine skeleton should not have lied. His understanding of "Divine Sense Dao Hua" indeed needed to be deepened, and his divine sense strength also needed to be polished more. His entire inheritance also needed to be gradually perfected.

That divine skeleton indeed wanted to kill him, but at the same time, it also reminded him. The key was... Why did it want to remind him, and why did it say these things to him? Wasn't it the divine skeleton of the Great Crippled Lord?

Mo Hua recalled his interactions with this blood-colored divine skeleton bit by bit and suddenly discovered a problem: "Blood..." Other divine skeletons, although also cruel, bloodthirsty, devouring human life, and bringing blood shadows, were not like this divine skeleton, which had such a thick "blood" background color. Even its life ability was a "killing blood blade" that condensed the blood Dao.

"Its Dao is related to blood..." "This doesn't seem to be the Dao of the Great Crippled Evil God?" Mo Hua frowned. The matter seemed to have become complicated...

But he still didn't understand much about things like evil gods, god Dao, and great Dao laws, and he had encountered few such situations. Considering these now, he still couldn't figure out the reason. "Let's talk about it later..."

"Anyway, I'm already in the late Foundation Establishment stage..."

Mo Hua felt satisfied, put aside other thoughts, and slept soundly again.