I'm in Shrouding the Heavens Practicing Eternal Life

"Patriarch, Patriarch."

The eldest son of the Source King hurriedly arrived upon seeing a divine rainbow descend from the sky towards the Pure Yang Mirror.

"What is it?"

Luo Mo wasn't anxious. Unless a Supreme being came out for afternoon tea, there wasn't much in this world that could worry him.

"An unowned divine soil has appeared, but the news has spread, and many people are rushing over there," the eldest son of the Source King said quickly.

He knew that Luo Mo's purpose in collecting divine soil was to further advance the Source Art. If Luo Mo could succeed, their Source Heaven Sect would be equivalent to having an expert comparable to a Saint King guarding them. Therefore, everyone in the Source Heaven Sect was very concerned about this matter, and anything beneficial to the Patriarch was given top priority.

"What kind of divine soil is it?" Luo Mo asked unhurriedly, while embedding the Azure Dragon Pool Dragon Pearl into the Pure Yang Mirror.

The fifth one.

This was the fifth Divine Soil Pearl. When it was placed, the entire Pure Yang Mirror underwent some changes.

The void twisted, and an invisible fire of vitality ignited throughout the entire Source Heaven Sect. The Eight Halls and Nine Palaces were all encompassed within, and heaven and earth seemed to have transformed into a giant furnace.

Luo Mo cast out a large expanse of Source Heaven divine patterns, imprinting them within the void, using heaven and earth as a furnace, yang energy as fire, to temper all things, and create all things.

This was because the divine soil that produced yang energy had exceeded half. Five of the nine pieces of divine soil had been placed, and the proportion of yang energy had changed.

Yang energy was in excess compared to all other heaven and earth essence, and because of the Source Heaven divine pattern laws arranged within the Pure Yang Mirror in imitation of the Eternal Life Method, the yang fire was immediately ignited. And the Pure Yang Mirror was connected to the Source Heaven divine patterns of the entire Source Heaven Sect, thus spreading this effect outwards.

After all, the range covered by each type of divine soil on the Pure Yang Mirror was not small. Although they were currently just pearls on the Pure Yang Mirror, they could still affect a vast region.

The entire Source Heaven Sect felt the scorching aura. With each breath, the vitality they inhaled into their bodies was like a burning flame, exceptionally active, burning them from Yongquan to Tianling. This yang fire tempered them, causing the impurities within their bodies to appear out of place compared to the pure divine power and pure blood energy.

Although they didn't understand what had happened, this yang fire allowed them to see impurities that they usually couldn't detect. At this moment, these impurities were expelled from their bodies, making their physical bodies more flawless. This was a great thing.

They quickly calmed down and cultivated, enjoying the benefits of the invisible yang fire tempering their bodies, drying out the impurities within their bodies, exercising their physical bodies, and purifying their divine power.

This single change alone made the Source Heaven Sect no less than any other divine soil, equivalent to a super cultivation accelerator.

The eldest son of the Source King was right beside him, personally experiencing the changes of the Pure Yang Mirror, and understanding the benefits of this matter for the entire sect, his sense of pride doubled.

This was the Source Art!

Cultivators who cultivated the Human Body Mysteries could only use their inherited saint weapons for protection, while Source Artifact saint weapons contained the creation and mysteries of heaven and earth divine soil, possessing all kinds of incredible abilities, just like the Flying Dragon Lake and Flame Lake Mountain before.

Now, there was also the Pure Yang Great Dao of the Source Heaven Master, and the invisible yang fire.

Cultivating with this would inevitably lead to faster cultivation speed, and a more solid foundation. Constantly tempering oneself with yang fire was like a divine mirror constantly reflecting, eliminating impurities.

Five pearls had already produced invisible yang fire. What kind of scene would it be if the entire Pure Yang was completed?

However, he also didn't forget Luo Mo's question, and replied, "It's a Weak Water River."

"Weak Water River? That's rare."

The eldest son of the Source King immediately replied, "No, it was news that appeared by chance, and we learned of it. Now, the Eight Halls and Nine Palaces, half of our sect's mighty figures have already gone to scout out the news and compete for the divine soil, just waiting for you to go and take the Weak Water for your own use, and refine it into a Source Artifact."

Luo Mo nodded. So, it was a wild one.

"Has there been any new news from the Yao Guang Holy Land?"

"Not yet."

"Mm, then I'll go take a look."

Luo Mo was now in urgent need of refining Six Yang Water to test its effects, so he wanted this wild Weak Water.

However, before leaving, he said to the eldest son of the Source King, "Build a tower under the Pure Yang Mirror, and guide the invisible yang fire to gather in the tower. The tower should be divided into several layers, with different powers, suitable for use by different realms. Call it the Pure Yang Qi Refining Tower, to facilitate the cultivation of the disciples."

"Yes, Patriarch."

The eldest son of the Source King accepted the order and left, immediately preparing to start construction, arranging Source Art patterns, and refining various materials.

Although Luo Mo could complete this kind of thing very quickly, he also had to give the people below some opportunities to train.

Having become Source Earth Masters, they could actually already refine Source Artifacts, just not as good as the Source Artifacts of a Source Heaven Master.

Building a Pure Yang Qi Refining Tower for cultivation could be considered as giving them some experience.

Next, Luo Mo set off without stopping, after all, as an incarnation, his task was to run errands while the main body was in closed-door cultivation. If he could collect all nine great Source Artifacts by the time the main body broke through to the Dao-Slaying Realm, that would be even better.

"It should be about there."

The incarnation was very confident. After all, the main body's luck had already accumulated very richly. The Demon Race, Yao Guang Holy Land, and Source Heaven Sect, the three major forces were all very prosperous. It shouldn't be difficult for him to get whatever he wanted.

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Weak Water.

Many ancient books in this world have records of it. It is a type of water that can dissolve divine power, and even cultivators will sink to the bottom if they fall into it.

But many ancient books also record how to use Weak Water to refine weapons. This is uncommon in the Shrouding the Heavens world, after all, they have always liked immortal gold, divine jade, divine iron, and other things.

Refining weapons with Weak Water is generally used to refine water mist gauze clothing, landscape paintings, and other defensive treasures. It can dissolve divine power, and the enemy's attacks are useless. Divine power entering it is like a mud ox entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.

Such a good thing is more popular than special divine soils like the Azure Dragon Pool. After all, very few people here cultivate poison techniques.

The place where the Weak Water is located is close to the Western Desert, the border between Zhongzhou and the Western Desert. There are usually few people, but today many people have come, all of them great cultivators of the Sendai realm.

Only powerful enough cultivators can come into contact with and refine Weak Water for their own use. Ordinary cultivators cannot get close, because the terrain here blocks the sky, and even flying is impossible without reaching Sendai. It is a divine soil with severe suppression.

At this time, these cultivators stood in sections on the shore, drawing water from a long river.

A group of Sendai realm cultivators, with powerful divine power, enough to move mountains, but here they could only draw a very small amount of water into their hands at a time. Divine power turned into a practice of dozens of feet and poured into the river, dissolving quickly. They could only seize the time to snatch a little bit of water.

The divine power dissolved extremely quickly in the Weak Water. Their dozens of feet of divine power often only had the size of a stainless steel basin when it returned, so they could only fetch a small amount of water.

These were cultivators of the Immortal I realm, who could only stand on the shore and draw Weak Water.

An old cultivator, seeing that the efficiency was too low, jumped down from a large rock where everyone was standing, landed on the sandy shore, wanting to get closer, shorten the distance, so that he could get more water.

But he had only taken a few steps when he noticed something was wrong. The sandy ground under his feet was flowing. It was clearly a riverbank, but the water in the moist sand didn't play a cohesive role at all, as if it were a lubricant.

He immediately sank down. He wanted to pull himself out, but it was too late. The sandy ground under him was like a black hole. The divine power gushing out of his body was all absorbed by the water in the sand.

The water that absorbed the divine power evaporated, and a gurgling sound rang out in the sandy ground, accelerating the movement of the sand grains. The old cultivator sank even faster.

"Help! Save me! Save—"

He struggled twice, tried to use divine magic to take off, but failed, and was directly swallowed down, as if a gluttonous beast was hiding under the sand.

The other cultivators on the shore looked at each other.

"I saw in an ancient book that one cannot stand on the beach by the Weak Water, that's why I stood on the rock. I didn't expect the quicksand to be so powerful!"

"Yes, this Weak Water is beyond common sense. The sand grains that have absorbed enough water are so terrifying, even more terrifying than the quicksand in the desert."

"The more you struggle, the faster you sink. The more you urge divine power, the more you will be dragged down. If he wasn't in a hurry, we could have lent a hand, pulling him from a distance, but once he sinks down, then..."

Once he sinks down, there's no way. They can't pull him, it's impossible to dig it open here.

A group of Immortal I cultivators only dared to stand on the large rocks on the shore to draw Weak Water. After seeing the strange landscape of the quicksand on the shore, they became even more careful.

And upstream of the Weak Water, in a place with even more severe suppression, several cultivators were confronting each other while driving jade boats.

"Aren't you all going too far?"

The Palace Master of the Shao Yang Palace of the Eight Halls and Nine Palaces of the Source Heaven Sect shouted, because these people in front of them actually wanted to dig up the root of the water vein.

One person laughed indifferently, "This divine water is unowned, what's wrong with us taking it?"

"You can take the Weak Water as you please, but the root of the water vein cannot be touched!" The Palace Master of the Li Yu Palace also shouted.

Their purpose in coming here was to find sacred soil for their leader. If these people were to take away the root of the water vein, this sacred soil would be ruined.

The others were not Source Masters; they only wanted to take the most precious part of the Weak Water.

"My actions throughout my life have never required others to point fingers!"

A tall and strong figure appeared on a jade boat. The others respectfully made way, as the aura of a Dao-Slaying King emanated.

This was a man with silver hair and red eyes, a crescent moon mark between his brows. He wore a silver fur coat and possessed a somewhat dignified bearing, but his gaze was arrogant and domineering.

The people from the Source Heaven Sect were taken aback, not expecting that a Dao-Slaying King would take a fancy to the Weak Water!

The root of the Weak Water's water vein was comparable to Saint-level material, indeed enough to make a King's heart stir.

With this person's appearance, the other forces that had come with the Source Heaven Sect frowned, because their previous plan was for everyone to join forces to use divine power to force open the Weak Water and find the root of the water vein. When the time came, whoever got the root of the water vein would depend on their own abilities.

But who would have thought that a Dao-Slaying King would appear, immediately making the balance of power on the field uneven? It would be difficult for them to compete with a King.

"Please, senior, give my Source Heaven Sect some face and do not touch this Weak Water water vein. My Source Heaven Sect will definitely reward you handsomely."

The owner of the Kan Yu Hall was the old ancestor of the Tuoba family and possessed many resources, so he dared to say such a thing.

After all, the Sect Leader could spend five million catties of source for a single piece of information, so he was not short of source. As long as it could be bought, everything would be easy to handle.

"What is the Source Heaven Sect? It's just relying on some petty tricks and unorthodox methods."

The King said disdainfully.

Hall Master Tuoba was furious upon hearing this. "Who are you, daring to belittle my Source Heaven Sect!"

"Belittle? So what?"

This King smiled slightly, revealing sharp canine teeth and a mouthful of uneven, deep-white teeth. Murderous intent burst forth from his red pupils as he stood on the jade boat and attacked fiercely, waving his palm. Blood-colored claw marks tore through the void, scattering the vast mist on the Weak Water.

Although the claw marks had shrunk significantly by the time they passed through the vast mist above the Weak Water and reached the Source Heaven Sect's group, they still exuded a terrifying aura of slaughter and destruction.

"Petty tricks and unorthodox methods?"

Boom!

The Weak Water churned with huge waves, and a wall of water stood in front. Hall Master Tuoba watched as the blood-colored claw marks pierced through the wall of water and reached him, but they were as weak as a gust of wind, only stirring his beard.

"Then I will show you what real Source Arts are!"

Although the Kan Yu Hall's Hall Master Tuoba was old, he was not afraid at this moment and confronted a Dao-Slaying King.

After all, the combat power of a Source Master above any sacred soil dragon vein cannot be calculated in the conventional way.

Luo Mo had already arrived. After all, his speed was very fast, but he did not show himself and planned to watch the excitement.

"A husky?"

Luo Mo saw through the true form of the Dao-Slaying King at a glance. He was not a human, but a member of the Ancient Race, with the aura of being sealed by divine source, having survived a period of time.

There were many members of the Ancient Race. This kind of race that looked like a husky should be some kind of divine wolf. Luo Mo was too lazy to check the memories of the prisoners. Anyway, if they provoked him, he would invite their entire clan to join the sect after a while.

He just wanted to see how strong the people of his Source Heaven Sect were and how much they had comprehended from his Source Arts.

Hall Master Tuoba was old but vigorous and incomparably brave, actually taking the initiative to attack the Ancient Race King.

He flew out of the jade boat, which shocked everyone. It should be known that on the Weak Water, there was extremely strong suppression from the natural laws of the sacred soil, making it difficult to fly. There was also the evaporating Weak Water mist, which dissolved divine power. Even a King could not last long without a jade boat refined using ancient methods to cross it.

In dangerous sacred soil, generally only Saints could move unhindered.

Hall Master Tuoba left the Source Heaven Sect's jade boat and flew out directly. He calculated a trigram with each step. Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Gen, Xun, Dui, the eight trigrams constantly flowed around him. Each trigram was evolving, heaven, earth, water, fire, thunder, mountain, wind, and marsh. Each trigram evolved into a small world, like the phenomenon of the human body's secret realm method.

The eight-image worlds flowed around Hall Master Tuoba. With each step, the worlds opened and closed, as if shrinking the ground into inches, erupting with extreme speed.

Hall Master Tuoba was old but had a high spirit. He stepped towards the Ancient Race King. The Qian trigram flickered, evolving into a firmament that fell, wanting to stomp him to death.

The Ancient Race King felt that something was wrong. This old man's Source Arts were so powerful, almost no weaker than his.

"Howling Moon Fist!"

He threw out punch after punch, fighting against the falling worlds. The worlds evolved from the eight trigrams weighed more than ten thousand catties. Each small world was like a real one, causing his arms to go numb and the jade boat under his feet to shake constantly.

"They are actually evenly matched!"

"Is Old Man Tuoba actually this powerful?"

"Is the power of Source Arts actually this strong?"

The onlookers were puzzled. After all, the Source Heaven Sect had not been established for long, and they did not yet have a clear understanding of the power of Source Arts. They only knew that there was a Source Heaven Master comparable to a Saint.

But they did not expect that other Source Masters could actually be comparable to Dao-Slaying Kings. The Source Arts lineage was full of talent!

Evenly matched?

Luo Mo did not think so.

After all, Hall Master Tuoba only had the part of the Source Arts evolved from the Grand Eight Trigrams Art. He had not used the Grand Dragon Appearance Art yet.

Moreover, this was a battlefield that favored Source Arts. How could an Ancient Race who had just entered the King realm defeat a Source Earth Master, especially one who had learned from him?

Being stepped on by the other party, although he had not been injured yet, made this Ancient Race King extremely ashamed and angry.

He was a dignified King, yet he was being stepped on by a King who cultivated petty tricks and unorthodox methods. It was truly a great humiliation.

"I will tear you apart and devour your flesh and blood!"

He transformed into a silver divine wolf several dozen feet tall, with a crescent moon mark between his brows and a pair of eyes as if filled with blood, with a chilling aura.

"So it's just a beast."

Old Hall Master Tuoba did not mince his words and finally unleashed his trump card.

A large dragon flew out from his spine, composed of Source Heaven Divine Runes, lifelike, wagging its head and tail. At the same time, the Weak Water below boiled, and water dragons rushed out from the Weak Water River. The Source Heaven Divine Runes shone on the pure water dragon bodies, like dragon scales attached.

"Kan, Zhen, Qian, Li…"

Elder Tuoba formed strange hand seals. This was obviously not what Luo Mo had taught him. It should be something he had comprehended himself.

Hundreds of water dragons wrapped around the giant wolf. The water dragon bodies actually carried traces of lightning, locking the giant wolf tightly. Even if it struggled desperately, it could not get rid of them.

Then, a huge water cover, formed by dozens of interwoven water dragons, fell down, enveloping the giant wolf in the very center, like a transparent divine furnace.

Boom!

The water vapor was ignited. In the divine furnace constructed by the water dragons, the Source Dao fire burned fiercely. On the vast Weak Water River, the giant wolf's miserable cries spread, shocking those who saw it and terrifying those who heard it. Source Arts understood the myriad things of heaven and earth, and Source Dao divine fire could refine everything. The great formation laid down by the Source Emperor would cause even a quasi-Emperor to perish if they entered it rashly.

Downstream, those Immortal cultivators who were drawing Weak Water on the shore were terrified when they heard this miserable howl. What exactly was happening above?

However, they did not dare to go there, because the suppression there was too severe. With their cultivation, it would be very dangerous to go there, so they could only honestly draw some Weak Water here.

But now, they did not even want the Weak Water anymore. After all, Weak Water was not as important as their lives. Such a miserable cry indicated a big problem!

The giant wolf became extremely miserable, its beautiful silver fur completely burned clean, almost being refined to death alive.

"Does Your Excellency now think that my Source Arts are petty tricks and unorthodox methods? If Source Arts are petty tricks and unorthodox methods, then what is Your Excellency's appearance?"

Hall Master Tuoba did not kill him, otherwise, on this Weak Water, as a Source Earth Master, he could easily suppress ordinary Kings, and it would be easy to refine the other party to death with Source Dao fire.

It was just that he had also seen the other party's identity as a member of the Ancient Race. Considering the rumors that the Ancient Race had Ancient Kings sleeping, equivalent to Saints, he did not rashly make enemies for the Source Heaven Sect.

He was old, so he considered more things. Just now, he was just hot-blooded for a moment, plus he did indeed believe that his strength here would not be weaker than the other party, so he had taken action.

"Today's matter, my Silver Gaze clan has remembered it and will definitely demand it back from your Source Heaven Sect one day!" The giant wolf spoke human words, both afraid and hateful, and flew away quickly.

On the jade boat he was riding, there were human companions. When they saw that the powerful reinforcements they had invited had fled, they immediately scurried away, driving the jade boat and leaving this place.

Luo Mo looked at this place. The people of the Source Heaven Sect had just displayed great power and should be able to hold on. So he quickly followed the Silver Gaze clan, planning to find a secluded place to strike.

What was the point of a Weak Water? Going to the other party's home to scout the place was the most profitable choice.

After all, this Silver Gaze clan looked like they would come looking for trouble sooner or later. He called this preventing trouble before it happened.