I'm in Shrouding the Heavens Practicing Eternal Life

Following behind the Silvereye Tribe's King, who had just been lectured by one of his own Palace Masters, Luo Mo waited until they were in a secluded spot before taking action.

A mountain-sized palm struck directly, and before the Silvereye Tribe's King could even utter 'Who are you?', he was subjected to a violent suppression of the strong bullying the weak.

Luo Mo seized him in his hand and used the Immortal Sealing Sixfold to seal all of his cultivation.

Then, his divine sense became like a knife, dissecting the King's nascent soul to read his memories.

The Silvereye Tribe resembled wolves, or perhaps jackals.

Although their eye colors varied, their fur was all silver, making them appear quite handsome.

A live specimen would probably be worth a lot of money in the pet market.

However, this tribe was a bit pitiful, having only one Ancestral King, who was also a Saint.

Or perhaps, the Silvereye Tribe's situation was the normal one.

With only one Ancestral King supporting the family business, they would have been considered a famous and influential force in the Primordial Era, much like the great sects of today that possessed world-renowned Saint Weapons.

In contrast, the Tideflight Tribe and Crimson Horn Tribe that Luo Mo had encountered previously were considered somewhat powerful forces among the myriad tribes of the Primordial Era, possessing more than one Ancestral King.

Tribes like the Silvereye Tribe were considered the bottom-tier of the Primordial races.

Bottom-tier, was that good?

It was excellent.

Originally, he had only planned to scout the area, but now things were even better.

He might be able to directly visit their home and start a zero-cost shopping spree.

The Silvereye Tribe's ancestral land was called Howling Moon Territory.

Although this tribe was at the bottom of the Primordial races, the world's essence was rich in the Primordial Era, and there were many sacred lands under the heavens.

Therefore, even if their overall strength was not strong, they still possessed a sacred land.

Once he returned to retrieve the Weak Water River, he would 'invite' the entire Silvereye Tribe to join his sect.

Speaking of which, dragons were also a highly revered form in the Primordial races.

The Tideflight Tribe's fish leaped to transform into dragons, the Crimson Horn Tribe were Horned Dragons, and even the Silvereye Tribe had the idea of transforming into dragons.

This was what Luo Mo had just discovered when examining the Silvereye Tribe King's memories.

There was actually no difference between the Primordial races and the demon race, and it was normal to desire to transform into a dragon.

However, few succeeded.

The Myriad Dragon Nest had a Dragon Emperor, and the Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing also transformed into a White Dragon, but besides them, how many demons had succeeded?

"The three tribes' path to dragon transformation is truly…"

Crude.

Standing on the shoulders of the Eternal Law's Three Thousand Great Daos, Luo Mo was naturally qualified to make such an evaluation.

After all, the strongest of the three tribes were only Saints, and in terms of combat power, Luo Mo could fight them all alone.

If they cultivated using Luo Mo's secret methods, their chances of successfully transforming into dragons would undoubtedly be much higher.

After all, they all possessed a trace of True Dragon bloodline, and their innate power far surpassed other races, making cultivation twice as effective.

"Bloodline, origin, dragon transformation… if I make adjustments to the cultivation methods, revive the faint True Dragon bloodline within them, and continuously nourish and strengthen it, even these small races could become super physiques… but this matter will have to wait until my true body emerges from seclusion."

His true body was breaking through to the Sky-Covering Law realm, and he, as a Source Art incarnation, couldn't handle so many things.

It would be enough if he refined the Pure Yang Source Artifact without any mishaps.

So, Luo Mo turned around, preparing to return and refine the Weak Water River.

He pondered the secret method of Palace Master Tuoba of Kan Territory, which was to transform the Eight Trigrams into Eight Symbols Worlds, which could both shrink the earth into inches and be used as a phenomenon for attacking, which was a good application.

The Great Eight Trigrams Art had endless variations, and even though Luo Mo had cultivated the Great Eight Trigrams Art, it was impossible for him to exhaust all the changes.

Naturally, later generations would branch out and develop it further.

He tried it out, and eight worlds rotated around him.

With a single step, he arrived at the edge of the Weak Water in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the several human cultivators who had come with the Silvereye Tribe's King were driving the jade boat away in a dispirited manner.

When they saw Luo Mo, they all trembled because they knew that this person was a Source Grandmaster.

And they had just had a conflict with the people of the Source Heaven Sect, so they couldn't help but feel apprehensive when they saw Luo Mo.

They communicated with their divine senses, comforting each other: "Don't panic, he seems to have just come in from outside and doesn't know what happened."

But Luo Mo directly slapped over with his palm.

Even the Silvereye Tribe's King couldn't withstand it, let alone these Great Experts.

"Why is the Grandmaster attacking?"

"We are just passing by."

"Spare us!"

They frantically supported their magical treasures to block, but how could a few Great Experts withstand a Source Grandmaster's palm?

Several magical treasures shattered directly, and they were also struck by this palm, as if they had been hit by a divine mountain, exploding into several clouds of blood mist on the Weak Water River.

Although Luo Mo had said words like 'Having comprehended the universe, one should pity even the green grass', his pity was given to mortals, not to these people who rushed to become lackeys as soon as the Primordial races revived.

A blood-stained jade boat drifted alone on the Weak Water, flowing downstream.

This was a special magic treasure refined using ancient methods, capable of crossing the Weak Water without sinking.

Everything in the world had its counters, and although the Weak Water was powerful, there were also magic treasures that could restrain it.

The Immortal cultivators on the shore who were drawing Weak Water from the large rocks were silent, not daring to breathe loudly.

Only after watching the Source Grandmaster, who had annihilated a boatload of people, leave into the distance did their hearts begin to beat faster.

"I was so scared!"

"What happened? Why did the Source Grandmaster suddenly attack and annihilate a boatload of Great Experts?"

"That was a boat of seven or eight Great Experts, many forces don't even have that many strong people, I didn't expect them to all be slapped to death, did they offend the Source Heaven Sect?"

Everyone speculated about what had happened.

"Those people were from the Northern Plains, right?"

"People from the Silver Dragon Gate of the Northern Plains."

"The Silver Dragon Gate is on the northwestern edge of the Northern Plains, far away from the Northern Region of the Eastern Wilderness, how did they provoke the Source Grandmaster?" someone wondered.

"I do know something."

One passerby spoke, and the others signaled for him to speak quickly.

"I heard that the Silver Dragon Sect has been very close to the Primordial races recently and is very arrogant."

"The Primordial races?"

Everyone understood, after all, the myriad Primordial races were emerging one after another, and some sects directly defected to them.

After all, it was said that the Primordial races all had Ancestral Kings, who were also human Saints.

With such a powerful backer to rely on, naturally there would be people willing to be dogs and lean on them.

"But what relationship do the Primordial races have with the Source Grandmaster?"

"This involves another matter."

The speaker was mysterious, glancing in the direction where Luo Mo had already gone deep into the Weak Water.

Seeing that Luo Mo had left and could no longer be seen, he continued, "When the Source Heaven Sect was not yet established, a Source Art family defected to the Primordial races.

As soon as the Source King died, they led the Primordial races to find the Source King's family, wanting to forcibly seize the Source King's family's property.

Guess what happened next?"

"Tell us quickly!"

"That's right, don't keep us in suspense."

The person continued, "Who would have thought that the Source Grandmaster was a guest in the Source King's home, attending the funeral, so that family was directly removed from the list."

"I know about this, what does it have to do with the Primordial races?" someone asked, "Weren't the Primordial races let go?"

"That's right, I was next door at the time, the Primordial races were taught a lesson and then let go," someone who had attended the Source King's funeral said.

The person smiled, "Do you think nothing happened after that? I can tell you, that Primordial race's creature never appeared again, they were exterminated."

Some people didn't quite believe it, "Are you saying that the Source Grandmaster wiped out a Primordial race?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"The myriad Primordial races are very powerful, with the foundation accumulated from before the Primordial Era, even the Source Grandmaster wouldn't easily provoke them, right?"

The person who revealed the news disdainfully said, "If you don't believe it, you can go and investigate it yourself afterward.

That place was originally a divine lake, guarded by array patterns and Primordial creatures, and could not be easily approached, but now, it has become a large pit.

Do you think the Primordial race could have moved their ancestral land overnight?"

"Became a large pit?"

"Why would the divine lake become a large pit?"

"How would I know the Source Grandmaster's methods, you can still see it now, the Source Grandmaster's attacks are very characteristic, the ground is covered with Source Heaven divine patterns, filling that land, and still remaining, it won't dissipate for a while."

This person spoke with certainty, being an Elder of a great sect himself, he wouldn't spread such uninformative rumors.

"This makes sense, after all, this Grandmaster of the Source Heaven Sect is not a benevolent person."

Everyone nodded, after all, the Source Grandmaster had a record of killing a Holy Son when he first debuted.

At the same time, many people also paid attention to it, planning to send people to take a look and verify whether this Source Grandmaster had really done such a shocking thing.

If that was the case, then the so-called Primordial races were nothing to be afraid of.

They had heard a lot of news about the Primordial races slaughtering the human race during this time, and someone should come and deal with these presumptuous things.

If the Source Grandmaster really wiped out a Primordial race, then they would welcome it with both hands.

However, they also had to be careful, this Source Grandmaster was not a person who cultivated self-cultivation, offending him or his Source Heaven Sect was not a good idea, as the fate of those people from the Silver Dragon Sect showed.

… …

Deep in the Weak Water, in the battle just now, Palace Master Tuoba of Kan Territory almost refined a King who had severed his Dao alive with Source Art, which gave everyone a new understanding of the power of Source Art.

The others obediently collected Weak Water, not daring to have any designs on the root of the Weak Water's ley line.

Simply collecting Weak Water wouldn't harm the fundamentals of this place. What their sect leader wanted was the divine soil's mystical properties to refine source artifacts. With the sect leader not present, the hall masters and palace masters didn't want to directly drive everyone away.

Therefore, even if they weren't very willing, they could only watch others collect it.

But soon, their faces lit up with joy because Luo Mo was walking on water. Source Heaven divine patterns paved a golden path that stretched to the center of the Weak Water. Luo Mo walked step by step. The so-called Weak Water was like nothing to him. Its ability to dissolve divine power was ineffective against him.

Source Arts were techniques to understand and utilize the origin of all things in the world. Even if Luo Mo wasn't familiar with Weak Water, with the Black Emperor Water Sovereign Divine Power as a reference, it was easy to control all waters with Source Arts.

Therefore, Weak Water didn't pose any obstacle to him. On the contrary, he could use the Weak Water's vapor to strengthen his Source Arts, which was much easier to control than the poisonous Azure Dragon Pool.

The powerful figures who were absorbing Weak Water felt their hearts rise slightly when they saw Luo Mo, the Source Heaven Sect Leader, and the only Source Heaven Master of this era, arrive.

"Greetings, Sect Leader Luo."

"Greetings, Grandmaster."

… …

Facing an existence comparable to a sage, they were all very respectful, without any impropriety.

Luo Mo didn't even bother to look at them, only responding with a simple: "Mn, leave."

The expressions of the powerful figures froze. Although they had expected it, the Source Heaven Master clearing the area as soon as he arrived still made them feel somewhat unhappy.

But what could they do about their unhappiness?

This was an existence comparable to a sage. No matter how many opinions they had, they could only hold them back, and they quickly left, piloting their jade boats.

After they left, they saw a fight outside.

What was going on? Why were they fighting?

Logically speaking, the Weak Water was so big that no one should be affecting anyone else.

Upon closer inspection, it was because of a blood-stained jade boat.

It was the Silver Dragon Gate's jade boat that could cross the Weak Water. This kind of jade boat was refined using ancient methods, and the materials were very precious. Even powerful figures couldn't have one per person. They all shared one, traveling across the Weak Water together.

Such treasures were precious even to powerful figures, let alone the Immortal Realm cultivators on the periphery of the Weak Water. They were fighting fiercely, a group of people vying for a blood-stained jade boat.

The powerful figures who came out of the depths of the Weak Water were very surprised. That seemed to be the Silver Dragon Gate's jade boat. How could it have become an unowned object? And whose blood was on it?

After inquiring, they learned that the people from the Silver Dragon Gate had just been killed by the Source Heaven Master with a single palm strike.

"So that's how it is." A powerful figure understood the cause and effect, and thus smiled.

"Senior, how did the Silver Dragon Gate offend the Source Heaven Master?"

This powerful figure explained: "The Silver Dragon Gate previously relied on an Ancient Race King to try to bully the people of the Source Heaven Sect, but who is the Source Heaven Master? It is rumored that he practiced demonic arts in Holy City in his early years and has telepathy, able to know what others are thinking. Therefore, as soon as the people from the Silver Dragon Gate came out—"

Pa.

This powerful figure clapped his hands and then spread them open.

"They were gone just like that."

"Telepathy?"

Could this kind of monstrous divine power actually exist?

To be able to know what others are thinking was really too much, wasn't it?

While this old powerful figure was speaking, several more powerful figures were fighting over the jade boat. After all, this was something rare even for powerful figures. Now that it was unowned, many of the powerful figures who had just been driven out by Luo Mo had joined the fight.

The old powerful figure who had just explained didn't join the fight, but sighed and said: "Let's go. The Source Heaven Master is clearing the area. Don't stay here."

"The Source Heaven Master is clearing the area?" The cultivators outside were surprised, but they didn't dare to say anything. They could only mutter a few complaints in their hearts. Even powerful figures were being driven out. What could they, cultivators of the first level of the Immortal Platform Realm, do?

Moreover, they didn't dare to think too much, fearing that their inner thoughts would be heard by the Source Heaven Master who had telepathy. They glanced at the powerful figures fighting over the jade boat, sighed, and prepared to leave.

Over there, the fight between the powerful figures quickly came to an end because the jade boat was shattered, broken into several sections, with each person grabbing a piece.

Although everyone looked unwilling, they could only accept it. The powerful figures didn't dare to fight anymore and quickly retreated.

Because Source Heaven divine patterns, like a tidal wave, surged out from the depths of the Weak Water, covering the sky and the earth.

In this situation, even if they were Supreme Elders of the great sects and holy lands, they could only flee immediately. Here, their cultivation was greatly suppressed. Even flying was difficult. Ordinary Immortal Platform cultivators were equivalent to Life Spring cultivators. At most, they were equivalent to the Other Shore cultivators. It was difficult to use various divine techniques, while the Source Heaven Master could use such powerful Source Arts.

Source Heaven divine patterns were like a mountain torrent. Such power could not be achieved by human effort. This was the domain of the Saint Dao.

The powerful figures could only flee. The Immortal Realm cultivators were even more out of the question, leaving closely behind the powerful figures.

Further out, there were still some cultivators of lower realms searching, hoping to encounter a celestial opportunity and find some treasures, even though many people didn't even know what Weak Water was. They had only heard some news and came, unable to even enter the inner area.

But at this moment, Supreme Elder-level figures from the great holy lands and sects were all fleeing outwards. They didn't understand what had happened. They didn't recognize the Source Heaven divine patterns that were erupting like a flood, but they knew that something extraordinary must have happened, and they quickly fled.

This area was submerged by Source Heaven divine patterns.

For more than a month, the entire Weak Water was refined by Luo Mo into a palm-sized pearl. The people of the Source Heaven Sect stood quietly on both sides, carefully observing the process of Luo Mo refining the source artifact.

For them, being able to witness the entire process of a Source Heaven Master refining a source artifact was in itself a valuable asset, greatly beneficial to their cultivation, broadening their horizons, seeing all kinds of mysterious techniques. The Great Dao was interconnected. Whether it was the Source Masters of the Eight Halls who were learning Source Arts or the cultivators of the Nine Palaces, engraving such an experience in their memories and reviewing it from time to time could inspire them.

After all, Luo Mo naturally used many of the Three Thousand Great Daos' techniques into Source Arts. Every movement was full of Dao rhythm, and every process was worthy of others' speculation.

Although it was already a Source Art that he had evolved once, not as good as the original Three Thousand Great Daos, being able to watch such a scene of refining artifacts was not an opportunity that ordinary people could have.

Especially the hall masters, they were all members of the clan who had studied Source Arts for a lifetime. They had only stepped into the Source Earth Master realm with Luo Mo's help. Seeing the whole process of Luo Mo refining source artifacts was very beneficial to them.

In this border between the Western Desert and the Central Province, the Weak Water River was uprooted by Luo Mo, along with its ley line, and refined into a source artifact, which would become the sixth treasure pearl on the Pure Yang Mirror.

Nine-Nine Pure Yang, now there were already six Yangs. After returning, he could start refining the Six Yang Holy Water.

"The sect leader's divine powers are vast. It is difficult for us to gain a foothold here, but the sect leader can refine the entire Weak Water River. I wonder if I will be able to reach this level in my lifetime."

Hall Master Tuoba sighed because he was very old and his lifespan was running out. Being able to break through to the Source Earth Master realm was already a great joy in his life, but the Source Heaven Master realm…

It was unattainable!

"Although the Weak Water is large, it is nothing among the many divine rivers."

Luo Mo thought of the Taiyin Divine River, which was a more powerful divine river than the Weak Water. He had seen two of them. One was refined by the Taiyin Quasi-Emperor into his Quasi-Emperor weapon to nourish the broken pieces of the Human Emperor Seal. Because of pulling out this ley line, a blessed land was exhausted of its essence.

The other was in the Immortal Mansion Small World, where the Undying Heavenly Emperor used it as a protective river to guard his coffin.

"The Source Heaven Master realm is not the end. My path is just a reference for you. The future is long, the road is far, and you need to walk it yourself," Luo Mo said.

For Source Art Masters who have achieved cultivation, extending their lifespan is not a big problem. Treasure hunting is their specialty.

If it really doesn't work, isn't there still the Great Luo Realm?

Longevity pills are the main competitive product of the Great Luo Realm. This is also one of the reasons why the Great Luo Realm can stand out from the many auction houses in the Northern Dipper Starfield. After all, in this world, things that can extend lifespan are the most sought-after products.

In terms of longevity, Luo Mo has many tricks here, not to mention that breaking through to the Source Earth Master realm has also increased their lifespan a lot.

"The Source Heaven Master realm is not the end…" Hall Master Tuoba pondered this sentence. He naturally supported his sect leader's great ambitions.

It's just that he will walk out of a path of his own in the future—

To be honest, he couldn't imagine such a self.

Luo Mo seemed to see through his heart and encouraged him with a smile: "Don't worry, as long as you keep moving forward, the road will continue to extend."