Longevity Strange Immortal
Chapter 183 - 43 Golden Core Forms an Eye, Nurturing Divine Sense

Chapter 183: Chapter 43 Golden Core Forms an Eye, Nurturing Divine Sense

The moment Li Mo’s right leg detached from his body, it began expanding at a visible speed, and within moments, it swelled to over ten meters.

The aura of the wilderness dispersed in all directions.

Ever since the Tattooed Beast absorbed the medicine power of the Nourishing Yuan Fruit and underwent its transformation, even though it hadn’t completely undergone a metamorphosis, the external aura it projected had become even more pronounced.

The Kun Whale embodies ’Desolation.’

It represents the barbaric giant beast as understood by Li Mo, the mythical creature from legends known as the ’Kunpeng.’

Buzz.

A deafening whale roar echoed.

When the seventy-meter-long Kun Whale manifested above the Chaotic Burial Furnace, it immediately drew countless stunned gazes, eyes brimming with disbelief.

The Kun Whale bore resemblance to a Kunpeng yet also to a giant whale. Its body, constructed from Ash Spirit Power, exhibited metallic traits, and thick smoke erupted like volcanic ash from the crater on its back, its presence overwhelming like a storm.

Faced with the Kun Whale, the spiritual powers of various Daoists stagnated briefly, and even the mountain gates of lower-grade inheritances faltered momentarily.

As the Kun Whale revealed its form, a single swing of its tail sent waves of air that forced nearby mountain gates to retreat in fear.

The thousands of Loose Cultivators gathered at the port erupted into a frenzy.

Most Daoists had only heard tales of Li Mo summoning exotic beasts, never witnessing the true visage of the Kun Whale. Now, experiencing the aura of the wilderness up close, they couldn’t help but gasp in awe.

What shocked them most.

Was that Li Mo showed no intention of leaving his meditative trance; he remained cross-legged in front of the main hall’s door, calmly engrossed in the Circulation Cycle.

Each Daoist prided themselves on their talents, believing such gifts to be rare, seen once in a hundred years.

Even those from lower-grade inheritances did not feel there was an insurmountable gap between themselves and those from higher-grade paths. Yet witnessing Li Mo’s actions evoked an indescribable sense of helplessness.

Li Mo had two distinct spiritual powers emanating from him.

Mist Fog Spiritual Power flowed through his meridians, occasionally seeping out in the form of clouds, while Ash Spiritual Power operated his magic techniques.

Shockingly, the two spiritual powers blended seamlessly, intertwining around Li Mo’s body with an exaggerated precision.

The sight left them feeling inadequate by comparison.

No matter how Li Mo achieved it, wouldn’t this risk leading to deviation?

The Daoist "Hui Ze Daoist" from Zone Seven’s Stone Embryo Sect wore a solemn expression, unsettled by Li Mo’s sudden display and struggling to calm his mental state.

"Heavenly Human Seven Apertures..."

Mu Daoist nodded and replied, "Indeed, it’s the Heavenly Human Seven Apertures."

"Even in the ancient cultivation world, the Heavenly Human Seven Apertures was among the highest-grade Taoist bodies, often referred to as the reincarnation of an Immortal."

In fact, Li Mo’s Heavenly Man physique only possessed four Dantians, falling short of the Seven Dantians standard required for the Heavenly Human Seven Apertures. Most Great Powers attributed this to the Tao body being incomplete.

A cold snort resounded from the Dao Unity of Zone Eight’s Scorched Hemp Fields, where its Daoist, Tai Jiaozi, sneered.

Tai Jiaozi mocked, "Truly a grand destiny... With Daoist Qingtian emerging into the world, he seems ready to surpass the Sub-Device Sect."

True Monarch Fen Mu’s pupils contracted, his gaze locked unwaveringly on Li Mo, the center of everyone’s attention.

Despite Daoist Qingtian having only achieved Core Formation a mere decade ago, he exerted an incomparable pressure on a group of Dan Formation-stage cultivators.

It felt as though they were antelopes on the prairie, with Li Mo hunting them as an apex predator.

Although the current Daoists could still far outpace Li Mo, the disparity in talent was unmistakable, suggesting he would eventually crush them.

Mu Daoist shook his head and added, "When Daoist Qingtian advanced to the Fake Core stage, his only Acquired Tao Body even evolved into an Innate Tao Body. Such talent among the Sub-Device Sect has likely never been seen before."

"Is a Flawless Golden Core truly so miraculous?"

Hui Ze Daoist turned and inquired, but none of the other Core Formation artifact refiners answered.

Flawless Golden Core?

When these Daoists achieved their Thirty Years Old Stage, their aspirations were aimed toward forming High-Grade Golden Cores, even dedicating decades to amassing the resources required.

Before Li Mo’s unexpected emergence, Daoists judged their foundations’ strength by counting the cracks on the surface of a High-Grade Golden Core.

Yet, there was now a junior disciple achieving a Flawless Golden Core without making a sound.

It made them feel utterly insignificant.

At the port, Sheng Ge was laughing heartily, filled with delight at witnessing the Daoists experience the despair brought by the vast gulf of talent.

The Chaotic Burial Furnace’s speed increased by fifty percent.

Soaring before the mountain gates, the Kun Whale shrouded the Chaotic Burial Furnace in thick mist, forcefully dragging the peaks toward the depths of the earth.

The mid-grade Dao Unity cultivators initially intended to follow behind the Chaotic Burial Furnace.

Yet within seconds, the Chaotic Burial Furnace had left them far behind, and as the Kun Whale passed, a pungent, acidic rain poured down heavily.

Li Mo hadn’t even released Mist Fog Spiritual Power’s full force at the Condensation Stage; just relying on Fake Core-stage Ash Spiritual Power was enough to instill fear among the various Daoists.

True Monarch Fen Mu’s muscles tensed.

Noticing the Chaotic Burial Furnace nearing within a hundred meters, he kept urging his fellow artifact refiners to activate the Mountain Protection Array as quickly as possible.

"Faster, faster..."

The Chaotic Burial Furnace acted like the disruptive force of a catfish within a school of sardines, turning the originally stagnant competition into a tumultuous frenzy.

The ensuing chaos was apparent.

Each Daoist refused to lag behind, and the tension ramped up to explosive levels.

Under such circumstances, the Chaotic Burial Furnace barely maintained its position within the top five of the lineup, neither ahead nor behind, waiting for other inheritances to fall back.

Leading the group ahead of the Chaotic Burial Furnace were mountain gates belonging to Taiping Qingmu, Burning Sand Land, Scorched Hemp Fields, and Stone Embryo Sect—all high-grade Daoist inheritances.

These groups occasionally glanced back at the Chaotic Burial Furnace.

What unsettled them most was Li Mo’s apparent indifference to external affairs, persisting in his monotonous cultivation.

The body heat radiating from Li Mo’s pores had already reached several hundred degrees.

The Three Mountains artifact refiners, upon approaching the main hall, felt an oppressive wave of heat.

"Urgh..."

Li Mo groaned, blackened blood trickling from his facial features as the End-of-the-World Dao Seed was pushed to its limits. The furnace’s temperature soared with every breath, incinerating elixirs and Magical Artifacts into ash.

As the cracks on the surface of the Mist Fog Golden Core slowly healed, Li Mo noticed something peculiar.

What seemed to be Divine Sense, an ability only cultivatable at the Uncertainty Nascent Soul Stage, appeared to be emerging.

Li Mo intended to foster his Divine Sense in front of the Golden Cauldron Sect, providing himself an additional trump card and greatly enhancing his perception of danger.

A flood of information regarding alchemy and artifact crafting surged into his mind, only to be absorbed by the Primordial Dao Seed shortly after.

Li Mo’s expression turned somber.

The pursuit of Flawless Mist Fog Golden Core’s quality had nearly depleted all the Spirit Stones he had earned, totaling thousands of mid-grade Spirit Stones.

Li Mo sighed—perhaps it was necessary to teach the Mountain Demon artifact refining; otherwise, the production of Beast Head Meat Limbs would remain stagnant, and the Four Seas Refining Shop might soon face shortages.

Of course, brewing more Corpse Wine was also an option.

Li Mo narrowed his eyes and discreetly scanned his surroundings. Heading toward the Golden Cauldron Sect were thousands of Core Formation artifact refiners—perfect brewing vessels.

Although many artifact refiners had resorted to tricks to achieve Core Formation, resulting in cores of mid-to-lower quality, it wouldn’t affect using them to brew potent Corpse Wine.

"Hmm, something to consider later."

Li Mo shut his eyes again, repetitively activating the End-of-the-World Dao Seed.

The refiners near the Chaotic Burial Furnace faintly sensed hostility emanating from Li Mo, involuntarily shivering in fear, their expressions betraying a trace of unease.

Boom.

The temperature grew increasingly unbearable as the ground in front of the main hall began to crystallize.

Li Mo activated the End-of-the-World Dao Seed without restraint, showing no signs of the furnace reaching its limits. Instead, his efficiency in analyzing magical techniques seemed to improve.

Perhaps this was the benefit of the Spirit Root Leaf Imprint.

The furnace’s durability rivaled that of high-grade metal spiritual materials, suggesting that if necessary, Da Ai Mi Tian would indeed require the Spirit Root Leaf Imprint.

Unfortunately, the cracks on the Mist Fog Golden Core were now reduced to mere millimeters, yet had remained stagnant for over half an hour.

Li Mo licked his lips, noticing the resources stored within the Corpse Mountain were nearly depleted, his attention wandering to Daluo Heaven.

In extremity, treating Daluo Heaven as nourishment might suffice...

Still, Li Mo merely entertained the thought. After all, Daluo Heaven served as a top-grade Magical Artifact for protection, destroying it so casually would be a waste.

Crack. Crack. Crack.

The Mist Fog Golden Core emitted faint sounds of movement.

Li Mo focused his consciousness on his Multiple Dantians, observing as the remaining cracks on the core slowly fused, causing Mist Fog Spiritual Power to surge uncontrollably.

The second Flawless Golden Core was complete.

Li Mo was overjoyed. The flawless Mist Fog Golden Core spun within the Dantian, increasing the total Mist Fog Spiritual Power by roughly thirty percent.

Soon, Divine Sense emerged.

The scorching heat around the main hall dissipated instantly, and various Daoists cast curious glances at the Chaotic Burial Furnace.

It seemed Daoist Qingtian had undergone a profound and inexplicable transformation, but upon careful inspection, nothing appeared different. Their expressions fluctuated.

A freak, truly a freak.

Why did it feel as though Daoist Qingtian’s foundation had grown... even stronger?

Could it be that the Innate Five Dao Body was indeed insurmountable?

As Li Mo concealed his aura, he turned his attention to his two golden cores, noticing that both now bore an eye-like aperture on their surfaces.

The Mist Fog Golden Core’s eye was adorned with crystal-like patterns.

The Ash Golden Core’s eye glimmered blood-red, resembling a blazing flame.

"So this is Divine Sense?"

Li Mo pinched his nose and controlled the Mist Fog Golden Core to open its eye. Instantly, every detail of the Chaotic Burial Furnace’s mountain gates became distinctly visible.

He could even discern the minuscule specks of dust suspended in the air.

Divine Sense’s range extended a hundred meters, making everything within that boundary subject to Li Mo’s perception, and time seemed to slow by several times.

When the Ash Golden Core’s eye opened, the range expanded to three hundred meters.

Li Mo marveled at the miraculous utility of Divine Sense, entirely unaware that a hint of agony was beginning to seep into the golden cores’ eyes.

Crack. Crack. Crack.

The sound of bones fracturing reverberated in his head.

Li Mo belatedly realized the situation and quickly closed the eyes of the golden cores.

Only then did he notice that his skull was riddled with fractures, struggling to contain the strain of Divine Sense, while his brain had swollen severalfold.

His brain had nearly shattered his skull.

Li Mo was deeply unnerved to recall experiencing a fleeting sensation of his brain spiraling out of control. Fortunately, his brain had long been imprinted with the Creation Book.

"No wonder Divine Sense can only be controlled by Nascent Souls—it risks losing control at the slightest misstep..."

He directed the medicine power of the Nourishing Yuan Fruit into his head, and in an instant, his skull healed, and the abnormality in his brain subsided.

Divine Sense’s benefits were indescribably extensive. Apart from enhancing perception within a certain radius, it significantly bolstered defenses against mental-based magic techniques.

Overall, nurturing Divine Sense during the Thirty Years Old Stage was more advantageous than harmful.

Li Mo opened his eyes and saw the Three Mountains artifact refiners staring at him with bewildered expressions. He couldn’t help but ask, "How far is it to Zone Nine?"

"Roughly three or four hours away."

"Then there’s no reason to hold back anymore."