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Chapter 192 - 52 Achieved, Inner Sect Achieved

Chapter 192: Chapter 52 Achieved, Inner Sect Achieved

Five years had passed since the various Taoist inheritances descended upon Falling Abyss.

Unlike previous encounters with the Golden Cauldron Sect, the experiences of the Taoist inheritances in Falling Abyss remained relatively peaceful, fueling their apprehension toward the Deceit Furnace.

In the past, the Golden Cauldron Sect was rife with ceaseless internal strife, stemming from the challenge of selecting suitable Inner Sect disciples from among over a hundred Core Formation Artifact Refiners.

Now, however, the White Bone Pagoda, symbolizing the Inner Sect quota, had become a treacherous place avoided by all.

The faction represented by the Chaotic Burial Furnace had already constructed dozens of Daoist Temples, their periphery used for cultivating various Yin Attribute Spiritual Materials, while the central area contained numerous massive Corpse Wine barrels.

Initially, Li Mo strictly controlled the supply of Corpse Wine to other Taoist inheritances. But as the Ghost Tiger occasionally abducted "guests" from the White Bone Pagoda, the production of Corpse Wine steadily increased.

Supplying hundreds of Core Formation Artifact Refiners was easily manageable.

To their astonishment, Li Mo’s alchemical talents rivaled his skills in Artifact Refining, creating numerous new wine formulas during his leisure time.

One such Corpse Wine, called "Furnace Aid Wine," could even assist in Core Formation cultivation.

[Furnace Aid Wine]

[Take a smelting furnace as the medicine guide, add three pounds of powdered ribs, an ounce of Nine Curves Grass, and leave it inside a Corpse Belly for ten years to complete fermentation. The resulting wine’s medicinal effect aids the Dantian’s perception of external Spiritual Energy.]

By consuming Furnace Aid Wine, they could ensure a basic level of cultivation even while stranded in Falling Abyss.

Li Mo utilized Corpse Wine not only to collect Yin Attribute Spiritual Materials but also to accumulate a complete array of Magic Artifacts, Elixirs, and Magic Techniques.

Although such resources seemed somewhat trivial in the eyes of Core Formation Artifact Refiners, they nonetheless allowed Li Mo to employ the End-of-the-World Dao Seed to transform them into various Magic Techniques.

The Primordial Dao Seed benefited immensely, especially as it contained extensive insights into the Thirty Years Old Stage.

Li Mo was never stingy.

After all, Corpse Wine, despite its apparent value, was ultimately a profitless venture.

Since the Corpse Mountain succeeded in forming the Fake Magical Treasure, the proliferation rate of Spiritual Materials had reached an unprecedented level—especially Low Grade Spirit Materials, which sprouted like weeds after spring rains.

To prevent Low Grade Spirit Materials from consuming too many nutrients meant for the Corpse Mountain, using them to brew wine was the most practical solution.

Even so, the rampant proliferation of Low Grade Spirit Materials couldn’t be entirely curbed through wine-making, particularly certain Wood Attribute Spiritual Materials.

Li Mo understood that there was a flaw in the Corpse Mountain’s ecological chain and created corresponding Gu Worms specifically tasked with handling unintelligent Low Grade Spirit Materials.

After consuming Low Grade Spirit Materials, the Gu Worms excreted filth that could further nourish the natural environment.

[Kahuang Insect]

[Through a ritual sacrificing one’s own flesh and blood, combined with three ounces of Yin Attribute Low Grade Spirit Material and a hundred drops of blood, Kahuang Insect Eggs can grow within certain organs.]

The only caution was ensuring that Kahuang Insects didn’t harm Intelligent Spirit Materials.

Intelligent Spirit Materials instinctively sought environments suitable for their growth, with a significantly higher chance of advancing to Top-grade Spiritual Materials.

The Chaotic Burial Furnace and other Taoist inheritances waited patiently for ten-plus years until Falling Abyss reopened.

In contrast, the Taoist inheritances stationed near the White Bone Pagoda were far more despairing. Even at a distance, they could feel the fear emanating from the Artifact Refiners.

No one doubted the authenticity of the White Bone Pagoda’s connection with the Inner Sect quota, yet the crux of the matter was that the Daoist Temples had already consumed over twenty individuals, offering nothing but indescribable Deceit Furnaces in return.

The previously ash-gray surface of the White Bone Pagoda was now stained with sticky blood residues.

The repugnant smell of decay permeated the Array enveloping the White Bone Pagoda, with remnants from the Deceit Furnace’s struggles littering the area.

The remaining Artifact Refiners sat around the White Bone Pagoda, their expressions blank and lifeless.

Tai Jiaozi muttered incoherently as he stared at the Daoist Temples, seemingly obsessing over how he could transform into the Great Mother.

Burning Eyes True Monarch occasionally gazed outward.

The only one somewhat mentally stable was Hui Ze Daoist, although his flesh was partially eroded by phosphorescence, rendering his body jelly-like.

For over six months, they hadn’t sent Artifact Refiners into the White Bone Pagoda.

Partly because the gains were meager, and partly because the Artifact Refiners needed to replenish their cultivation, failing which their cultivation would regress amid relentless battles against Deceit Furnaces.

Burning Eyes True Monarch seethed with hatred toward Li Mo.

Had Li Mo not emerged from nowhere, the situation would never have deteriorated, and there would’ve been enough manpower to uncover the White Bone Pagoda’s secrets.

Burning Eyes True Monarch could only pin his hopes on Thousand-legged Master.

They waited patiently, scattered shadows resembling maggots atop rotting flesh, their gazes fixed on the White Bone Pagoda.

Time slipped by unheeded.

When veins spread across the ground, Burning Eyes True Monarch’s pupils suddenly dilated.

The veins unmistakably belonged to Thousand-legged Master. Since they couldn’t locate him, they could only await his appearance.

"Thousand-legged Master!"

Burning Eyes True Monarch roared, and the surrounding Artifact Refiners cast spells in unison.

To their confusion, Thousand-legged Master’s immediate reaction was to retract the veins, seemingly evading the other Artifact Refiners.

"Too late to escape..."

Burning Eyes True Monarch’s eyes reddened as he activated the Top Grade Meat Limb [Fen Ji] implanted in his arms.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ground split into fissures, spewing magma toward the veins and reducing hundreds of corpses to ash.

The commotion from the White Bone Pagoda was deafening.

The expression on Three Mountains turned grave; although the Array obscured the White Bone Pagoda, it was clear that an inexplicable disaster was unfolding within.

"They shouldn’t have entered the White Bone Pagoda recently..."

Mu Daoist frowned, while Jelly True Monarch signaled the Artifact Refiners to stay vigilant, wary of Burning Eyes True Monarch reaching breaking point.

An ominous presence radiated from within the Array, followed by blinding phosphorescence.

They squinted instinctively, as prolonged exposure to the phosphorescence would lead to unchecked flesh mutations; its intensity posed threats even to Core Formation Artifact Refiners.

"Thousand-legged Master!!!"

Burning Eyes True Monarch’s anguished wail resounded.

The scream lasted briefly before abruptly cutting off.

The Array enveloping the White Bone Pagoda shattered instantly, and dozens of Artifact Refiners scrambled to escape. Phosphorescent light surged to the skies, yet there was no trace of Thousand-legged Master.

Dead silence fell upon the scene; Burning Eyes True Monarch and the other Daoists had vanished.

The escaping Artifact Refiners bore varying degrees of mutations, their innards nearly dissolved to a semi-liquid state.

Moments later, the phosphorescent glow across the ground receded, revealing faint candlelight flickering from the Daoist Temple atop the White Bone Pagoda.

It was evident that Burning Eyes True Monarch and the other Daoists had entered the White Bone Pagoda’s depths.

What kind of terrifying entity awaited them, prompting such recklessness?

Mu Daoist warned uneasily, "Stay alert. Thousand-legged Master—or whatever monstrous thing—must still be watching us from the shadows."

Kuteng Daoist, drenched in sweat, turned to Three Mountains and said, "Quick, contact Taoist Qingtian!"

Three Mountains had no means of communication, but Mu Daoist raised an eyebrow, unleashing countless plant roots from her feet to burrow underground.

Mu Daoist knew the location of Li Mo’s Cave Mansion, but as the plant roots extended deeper than five meters, concentrated phosphorescent light began to spread.

"Damn it."

She immediately abandoned her leg meat limbs, allowing blood and flesh to sprout wood seeds instead.

Bang!

A platform formed of plant roots lifted all the Artifact Refiners away from danger.

The ground cracked open to reveal a gaping, blood-stained maw that swallowed most of the root platform, but the Artifact Refiners reacted swiftly, scattering via their Magic Artifacts.

Three Mountains caught a glimpse of Thousand-legged Master’s appearance and gasped audibly.

Thousand-legged Master’s grotesque form measured over twenty meters, composed of countless Taoist inheritance peers melded into a grotesque Meat Mountain.

"Save me, save me..."

Faces on the amalgamation wriggled toward salvation, wailing in terror.

Three Mountains felt his scalp crawl.

On the back of Thousand-legged Master’s head, a face unmistakably belonging to Luo Chen Daoist stood out.

Previously, Thousand-legged Master had claimed that Luo Chen Daoist achieved the Great Mother’s form and had joined the Inner Sect, yet this was clearly a lie.

The three Dao Unions of Zone 9 had come to Falling Abyss ahead of time, seemingly due to their investigation of the White Bone Pagoda, only to be transformed into indescribable monsters.

Luo Chen Daoist shouted with a twisted tongue, "Mother Furnace! We obeyed your instructions to enter the White Bone Pagoda. Why haven’t we become Inner Sect disciples? Why?!"

Thousand-legged Master’s eyes sprouted arms that swatted away surrounding Artifact Refiners.

"This pain is unbearable! When will I be freed?!"

Three Mountains’ back bulged, erupting with noxious fumes, while the Core Formation Artifact Refiners retaliated in kind, finding the opponent strangely unyielding.

The amalgamation formed by Thousand-legged Master resembled the Great Mother far more than the Deceit Furnace.

Though they retained Spiritual Wisdom, Mu Daoist’s assaults were repeatedly countered by the amalgamation.

Even Daoists from top-grade Taoist inheritances struggled to gain any advantage, leaving the Artifact Refiners stuck in a constant defensive loop.

"Wait..."

Mu Daoist suddenly noticed the hundred-meter radius of corpses around the amalgamation collapsing and froze for a few seconds in shock.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, her head ruptured into six segments, sprouting plant tendrils.

Innate Taoist Body [Three Flowers Gathering at the Top].

The plant tendrils seized the Artifact Refiners above the amalgamation, pulling them to safety.

What followed next burned itself into their memories forever.

A dragon’s head—eerily reminiscent of Li Mo—emerged from beneath the ground, its eyes snapping open and illuminating Falling Abyss in blinding daylight.

The sun rose from underground, suspending itself above Falling Abyss, flooding the space with searing radiance.

The amalgamation hissed as the light seemed to penetrate their souls, causing their malformed bodies to crumble.

The Candle Dragon chomped down on the amalgamation and dragged it deep into the corpse mound as clouds of dust enveloped the scene.

"This is..."

Mu Daoist drew a sharp breath.

What kind of technique did Taoist Qingtian possess that allowed him to take on the form of a hundred-meter Flood Dragon?

Li Mo had been waiting patiently for the opportune moment, unsure of his ability to swiftly resolve the battle.

Transforming into the Candle Dragon, he plunged Falling Abyss into complete darkness once more after closing his eyes.

Li Mo darted toward Luo Chen Daoist, his mind dominated by the entity Da Ai Mi Tian, his forehead instantly covered in countless dragon pupils, paralyzing the amalgamation.

One strike.

Luo Chen Daoist’s head shattered.

Li Mo reverted from his Candle Dragon form and leapt into mid-air.

His flesh was severely corroded, its dissolution evident after even brief contact—the sheer persistence of the phosphorescence was beyond imagination.

Taking advantage of the ambush, he eliminated Luo Chen Daoist, yet the amalgamation retained eighty percent of its strength.

Fully aware the encounter would be grueling, Li Mo transmitted his thoughts to Mu Daoist, requesting her cooperation in the battle.

But at that moment...

"It’s done! The Inner Sect quota is confirmed..."

Thousand-legged Master’s face lit up with manic joy. He then performed an inexplicable action: severing his own lifeline and disintegrating into a slurry of flesh.

The Artifact Refiners exchanged puzzled glances, unable to fathom Thousand-legged Master’s abrupt suicide.

Only Li Mo seemed to grasp something.