I'm in Shrouding the Heavens Practicing Eternal Life

Luo Mo extended his dark hand towards the youth named Wang Chao, instantly taking him into his magical artifact. Then, having transformed into the youth's appearance, he followed the group towards the Wang family's large ship.

The suppressed youth was only at the third minor realm of the Sea of Bitterness, the Divine Bridge. It was easy for Luo Mo to read his memories, and there were no restrictions on them, as he wouldn't know the sea route. Each time he went to sea, he spent it in the ship's hold, completely unable to sense the outside world.

Luo Mo successfully boarded the Wang family's ship without anyone suspecting anything. After all, the person in charge of managing this group was just a cultivator at the Dao Palace realm, making it almost impossible to detect any abnormalities.

What followed was a life of darkness in the ship's hold. Although the magical artifact was refined by a Great Power cultivator, they still navigated the sea cautiously. The endless sea had far more savage beasts than the land. Without the strength of a King who had severed their Dao, one couldn't claim to be able to run rampant. They would even occasionally discover traces of Saint-level savage beasts.

This era was at the tail end of the Great Emperor Qing's Dao suppression, but even at the tail end, it was still the Dao of a Great Emperor suppressing all Daos. Being able to cultivate to the Great Power realm was already a significant figure. Severing the Dao was very difficult for most cultivators not from Holy Lands or Great Sects; it was a natural chasm.

Besides the savage beasts, various dangerous sea areas and weather phenomena also hindered their progress. Sometimes, a storm could blow them into unfamiliar waters, forcing them to face endless dangers.

Mysterious Jade Platforms and Domain Gates, which could transmit using array patterns, were not something everyone could inscribe. Not everyone had Luo Mo's extensive knowledge reserves; only some Holy Lands and Great Sects possessed them.

In the ship's hold, the other disciples entered a state of cultivation. After all, the Wang family's patriarch did not allow disciples with weak strength to observe the outside environment or memorize the navigation routes. Only Wang family members with the Four Extremes realm could do so.

Luo Mo flipped through the youth's memories regarding navigation and discovered that he had participated in the Wang family's long voyages twice after cultivating to the Life Spring realm. This was his third time.

The place they were heading to was near a floating island. The island was surrounded by lightning. According to Wang family elders, this was a Yuan Magnetic Island, and many savage beasts in the sea would come here to use the power of lightning when molting.

The Wang family's people came here to mine Yuan Magnetic Divine Stones, a type of refining material. The last time this youth, Wang Chao, went, he encountered a Black Water King Serpent molting with the help of lightning, almost scaring him to death. Later, he was ridiculed by his companions for being timid.

In the distance from the floating island, there was a patch of dark, oppressive storm. Strangely, this storm neither moved nor dissipated; it always existed. However, the Wang family's people never went there, because storms at sea could blow cultivators into oblivion, and even Great Powers didn't dare to venture deep into them.

Luo Mo took out the incomplete map to compare and found that there was indeed an island not far from the Black Sun Wind Calamity on the map, but he had never thought it was a floating island, as it was just an island symbol.

It seemed that the profitable voyage the Wang family had discovered was heading towards the location of the Black Sun Wind Calamity.

In the ship's hold, these lower-level disciples had nothing else to do besides cultivate. Luo Mo then took out the scale he had obtained from the fox demon.

The owner of the scale was at least a savage beast at the Sendai realm. Luo Mo couldn't break it at all. It had some dragon aura on it, so it should belong to a savage beast with a slight dragon bloodline, which had been made into a map.

Besides the sea features and islands, this sea chart also had a door symbol in the very center of the scale. Luo Mo looked at the distribution of the islands on the scale and realized that it seemed to be a set of formations.

A treasure map?

Or perhaps some inheritance grotto?

He would go take a look after finding the Black Sun Wind Calamity.

Everyone disembarked and came to the floating island.

The floating island was dark and barren, with no grass growing. Lightning surrounded it. As soon as Luo Mo came out, he felt a Yuan Magnetic force that even had suction on some of his magical artifacts.

However, his magical artifacts had all been tempered by heavenly tribulations, and the internal Dao patterns shone, isolating this fluctuation.

The Wang family cultivators who came here had prepared wooden or stone magical artifacts and each found a place to jump into the water and dive into the seabed.

Upon entering the seabed, all sorts of illusions immediately assaulted them. This floating island corresponded to the Earth's Pole, forming a special field. Being in it would produce all sorts of hallucinations. Staying for a long time would cause the entire person to be lost in the illusions.

And this was only on the outermost periphery. If one approached the sea area below the floating island, it would not be just simple hallucinations, but also greater dangers. Even some of the Wang family's elders had died there.

The youths with the Sea of Bitterness realm cultivation dived into the seabed under the leadership of a Dao Palace realm manager to search for Yuan Magnetic Divine Stones.

It was said that this type of stone fell from the floating island and was washed nearby by the sea currents, allowing them to find it. A piece the size of a fingernail could be worth hundreds of pounds of pure source, but it was difficult to find and rare.

After going deep into the seabed, Luo Mo released the youth. He had no memory of being suppressed by Luo Mo. Before boarding the ship, his eyes went dark, and when he opened them again, he appeared here.

Luo Mo soaked him in the sea for a while and then let him get lost in the Yuan Magnetic field and fall into hallucinations.

The Dao Palace realm manager discovered the youth's abnormality and carried out his responsibility to save the youth.

He had just come down and had already lost himself in hallucinations. Good, now he would have one more reason to be ridiculed.

Luo Mo ignored the floating island and headed from the seabed towards the overwhelming storm in the distance.

Going from the seabed, he could see the seabed's topography.

Judging by Source Arts, the terrain here was very special. Several seabed dragon veins surrounded the black storm and the Yuan Magnetic floating island.

This was very strange. The black storm belonged to wind, and the Yuan Magnetic floating island belonged to thunder. Both wind and thunder were swift and violent, so how could they obediently settle down?

Was someone deliberately locking them here, or were they formed naturally?

If they were formed naturally, there should be treasures like Wind Stabilizing Beads here.

He moved in the turbulent sea area, using the Black Emperor Water Emperor Divine Power. The sea currents stirred by the storm turned into a force to push him forward, allowing him to move freely in the waves.

As he approached the black storm, the sea gradually became dangerous. Streams of turbulence were like water knives, easily cutting through large rocks. The seawater was mixed with a trace of black storm power.

The further he went, the greater the power, which could kill ordinary cultivators. However, this place was not without life. Luo Mo spread out his divine sense and could find one or two sea beasts every few dozen miles, using the power here to molt.

For example, ahead, there was a light purple giant crab, comparable to an ordinary Dao Palace cultivator, occasionally floating to the surface of the sea, rising and falling in the waves, and fiercely confronting the black storm.

The storm seemed to contain countless wind blades, which struck its carapace with clanging sounds. The crab shell was full of marks, and it was shedding its shell in this confrontation.

Finally, it succeeded. The new shell seemed to be inferior to the old shell, and was instantly cut through by the storm, with streaks of blood spurting out. It quickly dived into the sea, where the power of the storm was weaker.

After a while, it absorbed enough origin energy to recover, and its new shell became as solid as purple-gold divine iron, marked with storm imprints before quietly leaving.

Luo Mo watched the purple giant crab shed its shell, and couldn't help but wonder:

Is this crab delicious?

(Crab: Do you have any manners?)

He leaped out of the sea, and the black storm immediately struck him like countless sharp blades, but a layer of five-colored light repelled them all.

This was already below the storm, but still at the edge, hundreds of miles away from the core.

Disaster origin energy!

Luo Mo casually grabbed a piece of the storm and refined it, obtaining a wisp of disaster origin energy.

This storm was indeed the Black Sun Wind Calamity. Luo Mo could vaguely see a black sun at the very center of the storm, emitting an aura of destruction that spread through the storm.

He continued forward. After twenty miles, the storm's intensity increased, striking his protective light screen with the sound of metal clashing, as if there were thousands of sharp blades outside.

If that giant crab came here, it would be chopped into crab paste.

Luo Mo continued forward for dozens of miles, and the storm's intensity suddenly increased. In the black storm, it seemed as if a great army was roaring, charging in battle formations, striking his protective light screen.

The storm here was equivalent to countless Fourth Extremity cultivators attacking together. If an ordinary Fourth Extremity cultivator came here, a gust of black wind would shred them like a battle formation, dismembering and tearing them apart, leaving no trace behind.

If a Dragon Transformation cultivator came here, they could only last a little longer, because the origin energy of heaven and earth here was extremely chaotic and filled with the aura of destruction, making it impossible for ordinary people to utilize.

The storm here was very strong, and Luo Mo had to prop up a Five Emperors Canopy and operate it with all his strength to stabilize himself.

After advancing dozens of miles again, the storm changed again, like a black tide. The wind was gathered from the sky, dyed with the aura of disaster, like a wind river falling from the nine heavens. Immersed in it, he was immediately subjected to the scouring of the wind tide. The black tide was boundless and endless, and even the Five Emperors Canopy flickered constantly. Only the continuous circulation of the five elements could barely resist the scouring of the black tide.

"What rich origin energy."

He grabbed a piece of the black storm, which was as thick as water, and refined it, finding it even richer in disaster origin energy than the outer storm.

"Perfect for cultivation."

Luo Mo's bones faintly glowed, and a piece of black origin energy, filled with the aura of disaster, surged from his sea of consciousness, transforming into three black lotuses with nine lotus leaves.

The Great Disaster Art cultivates the three disasters and nine difficulties. It is not only powerful but also contains unpredictable mysteries, containing the mysteries of the ebb and flow of qi and the birth and death of heaven and earth. Who can have a smooth journey in cultivation? One always has to experience disasters.

But what if one could control disasters?

The Great Five Elements Art canopy was withdrawn, and the terrifying black storm instantly struck Luo Mo. The black storm tide surged, drilling into his pores, passing through his skin, muscles, and acupoints, scouring his bones, dissolving flesh and eroding bones.

Three disaster black lotuses appeared under Luo Mo's feet, flowing with his steps, landing in front of each step, using the disaster black lotuses to carry himself.

Luo Mo struggled forward step by step, the black storm tide scouring his body.

His physical body had naturally been tempered countless times and could not be easily injured, but this storm contained the aura of destruction, and he was actively drawing it into his body, scouring his bones until they trembled. The scarlet divine patterns were shaking, cracking, and dimming, as if they were about to perish.

At this moment, a translucent white figure rushed out from Luo Mo's brow, also resisting the wind disaster in this black storm tide.

The divine sense figure was not unscathed in this terrifying black tide. The wind disaster was like a tide, dispersing it.

But the divine sense figure immediately reshaped itself, dispersing and reshaping again and again, gradually adapting, and then began to devour the disaster aura in the wind disaster.

As the divine sense took shape, Luo Mo struggled forward step by step. Each step took a great deal of time. After devouring the disaster origin energy, the divine patterns imprinted on his bones gradually lit up, becoming more and more brilliant and flawless, as if washed away from dust, reborn in disaster, and resurrected in destruction. Sword qi burst forth, ringing.

Treading on lotuses and dragging waves to cleanse sword bones, riding the wind to mold the sacred soul.

Luo Mo walked on lotuses, tempering himself in the wind disaster black tide, washing his sword bones, and reshaping his divine sense.

For several days, he struggled forward in the storm. It was difficult to draw other origin energy here, so it was the most suitable place to cultivate the Great Disaster Art, not only the Eternal Life Technique, but also his Covering Heavens Technique was using the disaster qi to temper his body.

Since the Covering Heavens Technique is unique and supreme, only believing in oneself, then it is enough to make his own battle body invincible, tempering it to the extreme!

He operated the Great Acupoint Technique. In addition to the acupoints nourished by the three hundred and sixty-five saint-level star stones, the twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty large acupoints throughout his body were also opened, no longer closed, but allowing the storm to flow through them like water, swirling in the acupoints and making sharp howls.

He was like a human-shaped instrument, with twelve thousand acupoints resonating, playing the Dao sound of the human body's divine treasure.

If there was any flaw in the Dao sound played by the Great Acupoint Technique using the acupoints to harmonize with the great world outside, Luo Mo could detect it, and then adjust his body accordingly to make himself more perfect.

Half a month later, Luo Mo finally reached the edge of this journey, but he could no longer move forward.

A huge cloud ring was fixed between the sea and the sky, drooping a vast wind river, smashing the sea down, and the storm spread into the distance.

The journey Luo Mo had traveled during this time was only a section of the storm spreading after falling. Further ahead, he would face the waterfall.

The disaster qi of the storm here was extremely rich, even more powerful than the place he had passed before, like a black divine waterfall falling down, the void was shaking, and the difficulty of passing through here was extraordinary.

So Luo Mo took out the Heaven Swallowing Magic Cover, and black light fell from the magic cover, isolating the storm, and the twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty acupoints stopped resonating.

At this time, a black Yuan Dan was condensed in each of his acupoints, and the storm could not move it at all. This was tempered in the storm.

And after stopping tempering, his bones shook slightly, and the original divine patterns were no longer visible. Only the bones were shining brightly, and a light sword sound rang between the vibrations.

When the light gradually faded, countless tiny divine patterns could be seen, extremely small, densely imprinted on the bones, seemingly completely integrated.

At this moment, the translucent white divine sense figure above Luo Mo's head had eyes that turned pure black, and the aura of destruction surged, like a pair of world-destroying eyes.

The three black lotuses and nine lotus leaves carried Luo Mo into the black divine waterfall. The powerful force impacted the Heaven Swallowing Magic Cover. Although it could not shake the black light of the magic cover at all, Luo Mo could feel that his divine power was surging towards the magic cover like a flood, paying the price of resistance.

He needed to get in as soon as possible.