Chapter 3052: Chapter 1577: Breaking through the barrier and leaving Snow Lotus Valley, urgently seeking refuge in the Upper Realm
“It’s going to change,”
In the vast expanse of Snow Valley, the young girl sat cross-legged with her eyes closed. Unowned Holy Power from all directions converged, rustling the folds of her white dress, blending her presence seamlessly with the surrounding clusters of snow lotuses, as she exuded an otherworldly grace.
When that low and hoarse monologue finally erged from her, and the last strand of Unowned Holy Power was absorbed into her energy reserve, Mo Mo slowly opened her eyes and said to herself,
“Feng Yujin, I’m ready.”
“There’s no need for you to announce it, I can sense it,” a proud and coquettish voice erged from within her.
“By leveraging Snow Lotus Valley, I’ve cultivated my Higher Void State to its final stage; now only one semi-saint position remains before I can step into the Demi-Saint State, and when that ti cos…” Mo Mo paused, a hint of sadness on her face.
“Indeed, at that ti, you will be able to completely undo the Seal Body and inherit all the power I have left for you… Or to put it another way, as you wish, I will kill you entirely, leaving nothing but , ke ke ke…” Feng Yujin, the Holy Emperor, laughed maliciously.
Mo Mo bowed her head in silence.
Feng Yujin waited impatiently, and seeing that provocation was ineffective, hurriedly said:
“If you still cherish life, I am willing to share this body with you, waiting only for the next Seal Body to appear. Once I leave, you will be completely liberated.”
“Of course, if you insist on keeping … hmm, it’s not impossible~”
For a long ti, there was silence.
Flurries of snow fell endlessly amidst the stillness.
Mo Mo stretched out her hand to catch a few snowflakes, her gaze blankly shifting from Snow Lotus Valley to the grey sky beyond, whispering softly:
“The next Seal Body… is her life also predetermined…?”
Whoosh whoosh!
The grey mist churned violently, condensing into a grey mist figure. This grey mist entity was more solid than before, its vague features now expressing excitent and anger:
“You know that’s not what I an.”
“Ah, co on! No, what exactly did you learn from Xu Xiaoshou? Changing the subject, huh… That’s not the point I was making! Not that!”
The grey mist figure spread his arms, bowing eagerly, agitatedly shelving the subject: “It’s about you being able to be freed, understand? To completely break away from my control!”
He turned to the sky, passionately proclaiming:
“Marvelous! Freedom! And a life filled with passion is beckoning you!”
“At that ti you’ll be a demi-saint; you can do whatever you want, whatever you desire, and if you encounter any troubles, call upon for help, ahahaha…”
Suddenly serious, he continued:
“Considering our shared, incredibly bizarre past, I certainly wouldn’t abandon you. I might lend a small hand.”
“You’re so young, why are your thoughts so dark? Why not learn from , forge ahead, and fight for a world of your own?”
My world…
Mo Mo’s gaze swept over the Snow Lotus Valley, her expression emotionless as she turned and headed deeper into the valley.
Before long, she stood before a grey and white coffin that was erected against the mountain wall.
Reaching out, she opened the Godhood-Sealing Coffin, revealing an Elder in white, his hair pale, and his face bitter:
“Predecessor Mo Mo.”
Demi-Saint Bai Yu bowed respectfully, seemingly oblivious to the grey mist figure behind him, who wore a face filled with ominous warnings.
Bai Yu, a person of the Central Region, once from the Holy Palace but with little to do with the Holy Palace Five Veins.
Considering it closely, his separation from the Holy Palace had been over seventy years. Uninterested in worldly matters, he quietly cultivated within the valley.
However, as an itinerant cultivator who was also a demi-saint, freedom was beyond his reach.
Having been singled out by the Invitation to Saint to enter God’s Relics, Bai Yu had not the slightest desire to kill Xu Xiaoshou, nor dare he.
He simply wished to find a fengshui gem for cultivating in seclusion, to live a life in hiding, like those outside the world.
But since discovering the treasure that was Snow Lotus Valley and sensing the vast Unowned Holy Power there, Bai Yu realized he had stumbled upon a treasure.
He could potentially reach the pinnacle of the demi-saint stage, like Yan Wuse with the light of spiritual cultivation, rather than remain an obscure backup in the demi-saint circle.
Yet before he could claim Snow Lotus Valley for his own, he detected its owner—a higher void.
In a rather stern tone, Bai Yu declared, “You have ten Aura to leave, or you die.”
That was more than normal!
Even one might say Bai Yu was being overly rciful.
A re higher void, possessing such a treasure, was wasting such resources. As a demi-saint, it was too lenient of not to kill her at first sight.
Little did he expect that upon hearing him speak, her brows contorted, and the white lotus transford into an enraged Asura.
In less than Ten Aura, Bai Yu was overpowered and sealed within the coffin.
Heaven knows what Bai Yu had reflected upon during his days inside the coffin.
First, he realized that though she was a higher void, she bore within her a ghost beast of the Holy Emperor level—misfortune indeed, how many Holy Emperors could there be to have t ?
Second, this female higher void was a good void, but that male ghost beast was truly not humane, tornting him day after day with telepathic communication, demanding he willingly hand over his semi-saint position for his daughter’s cultivation.
Refusing would an Soul Refining, Soul Scattering, Confining Intent…
In any case, Bai Yu’s later life was bound to be devoid of good days, and of course, he could not even think about death—he would live worse than dead.
But the most unbearable part was here…
“Predecessor Bai Yu, we have no grudges. Now that my Higher Void State is complete, and my goal here achieved, I will leave Snow Lotus Valley. The valley may belong to you or beco ownerless again—you decide. There’s also this Soul Blood…”
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