Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

"There's something I'm quite curious about. Your goal is simply to possess someone's body, and I have no way to resist. Why make such a fuss over something so easy?" Mo Juren's gaze swept over the figures on the altar, and he asked again.

“If it were just a simple possession, there would be no need for such trouble. But unfortunately, I had a possession experience long ago, and it won’t be so easy to do it again.” The man in the green robe shook his head slightly, but his words shocked Mo Juren greatly.

"A cultivator can only possess a body once in their lifetime. Isn't that an ironclad law set by the Heavenly Dao? How can there be a second time?"

“If it were a normal possession, it would naturally not work. But if this Blood Refining Array can cleanse the Heavenly Dao imprint in my soul, I will transcend the rules and be reborn, thus completing the second possession.” The man in the green robe did not hide anything, or perhaps he was in a good mood, so he patiently answered the questions.

"I never imagined there were such incredible secret techniques in the world. But nothing in this world is perfect, so there must be some drawbacks, right?" Mo Juren asked again.

"You're not stupid, but there is indeed a significant drawback. The process of being refined by the Blood Refining Array will cause great damage and consumption. If your soul is not strong enough, you may not be able to survive it."

Even I, if I had not survived the Heavenly Tribulation years ago and undergone a qualitative transformation of my soul, would still not dare to try this method lightly.

Furthermore, once the Heavenly Dao mark disappears after being refined, it must never be exposed, otherwise it will be quickly detected and erased by the Heavenly Dao. Only after possession and the mark of the possessed being is acquired can it reappear in the world. The man in the green robe shook his head slightly and continued,

"In the cultivation world, probably only the ancient witch clan could have created such a heaven-defying secret technique. When I obtained this technique by chance in the past, even I found it incredible."

"So many drawbacks!" Mo Juren was surprised, and at the same time, he was somewhat impressed. The other party really didn't hold back at all and dared to say anything.

The other party must have been confident of victory and certainly didn't think that an 'ant' with only the cultivation of the Nascent Soul stage could have the ability to turn the tide.

In this way, there is naturally no need to worry.

"So, you only have a basic understanding of this formation, but you've never tried it yourself. How can you be so sure it will succeed? What if it fails?"

"After so many years of research, I feel I have some confidence. Of course, if I truly fail, then it is my fate, and I will accept it." The man in the green robe sighed, but his tone suddenly changed.
"Speaking of which, if I really fail, then the so-called possession will not exist, and you will have escaped a calamity. At that time, you can leave directly."

"Leave?" Mo Juren's heart skipped a beat.
"Is there a way out of this secret realm?"

"Of course there are, but as for where they are and how to get out..." At this point, the man in the green robe suddenly shook his head slightly.

"Let's leave this matter aside for now. If I really fail, I might tell you then."

"Uh..." Mo Juren was speechless. Was this some kind of empty promise? He really didn't know how to respond, so he could only give an awkward laugh.

"Any other questions?" the man in the green robe asked again at this moment.

“There is indeed another one, which is what will happen to them after this incident?” Mo Juren said, looking at the many figures on the altar again.

He originally thought that the other party would directly possess his body, so that he could immediately retaliate, and then everything would be fine.

However, judging from the current situation, the other party intends to activate the great formation first. In this case, apart from the Phoenix Feather Fairy who was lucky enough to survive, all the other Integration Realm experts will probably be doomed.

He didn't care about the lives of others, but he wanted to protect the Cave Heaven Rat King and Xuanjin Sanren as much as possible, since they were his own people.

"You're quite amusing. Even at a time like this, you still have the mind to worry about their safety." The man in the green robe chuckled, but his words were unusually cold.

"The essence of this formation is blood sacrifice. The offerings are the consumables for the formation to operate. Whether one can survive depends on how deep one's foundation is and whether one can hold out until the formation ends."

Even if they manage to persevere, their inherent potential and abilities will be almost completely depleted, leaving them no different from useless individuals for the rest of their lives.

"This..." Although he had some suspicions, Mo Juren still couldn't help but change his expression slightly when he heard this explanation in person.

Having one's own essence and potential completely exhausted, thus becoming a cripple, is incredibly cruel for a Fusion Realm expert. Even if they survive, they would probably find it unacceptable.

Unfortunately, although he knew everything, he was completely powerless and could only watch helplessly.

He couldn't help but sigh deeply, the cruelty of the cultivation world was simply unimaginable, even for experts at the Integration Realm!
He didn't know if this had happened in the original timeline, but Fairy Phoenix Feather and the Cave Heaven Rat King were definitely not among them. It was because of him that their fates had been altered.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Fairy Fengyu is unharmed for the time being; otherwise, when he returned to Tianyuan City, he would not know how to explain to Xiao Yunhuang, nor to himself, or even to the Elders' Council.

After all, only the other party came to this far north to protect him. The Cave Rat King was just a coincidence. It can only be said that he was unlucky to have come here.

If there is a way, he will naturally do his best to save the other party, including Xuanjin Sanren, since the latter is related to the life and death of Su Zier and Hua Qingyao.

Unfortunately, he was powerless to do anything about it.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly sighed and said:

"When you activate the formation later, can you save the lives of those two, even if they become crippled afterward? Also, what about that woman? She came to this far north to protect me; otherwise, she wouldn't have ended up in such a predicament."

"Considering that you are about to become a part of me, I can promise that I will spare their lives as much as possible later. As for that female cultivator, you don't need to worry about her at all. Firstly, the number of sacrifices is already enough, so we don't need her. Secondly, her situation is special, and she is of great use to me, so I will not let her cause any problems."

"Then... then thank you very much, senior." Mo Juren bowed solemnly, but doubts arose in his heart again. How could the special situation of Fairy Fengyu be of great use to him?

However, he did not press the matter further, lest he arouse suspicion by saying too much. Everything would become clear once the matter was over.

With everything done, the man in the green robe didn't linger any longer. Suddenly, he flipped his hand and took out a mysterious little tower about half a foot tall. It was grayish-black all over and looked inconspicuous.

This tower is not the one Zi Sha used before. It shows no attributes whatsoever, and there is not even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, but it exudes an inexplicable pressure.

As soon as he threw the small tower into the air, the incantation rang out, and the small tower began to grow rapidly until it reached a height of tens of feet.

An incredibly powerful suction force suddenly emerged from the bottom of the pagoda, quickly transforming into a vortex that directly sucked Mo Juren inside.

“I knew it…” Mo Juren stood still again, but smiled helplessly. Sure enough, that guy didn’t really trust him at all. He would not allow him to disturb him before the blood sacrifice was completed.

He turned his head and looked around, discovering that he was in a closed hall, fully furnished, but with no discernible details. This tower was clearly not simple; he could clearly sense that the seemingly peaceful hall was actually fraught with danger, and that the other party could take his life with a single thought.

Given his strength, it would be virtually impossible for him to leave; his methods, including the imperial edict, would likely be ineffective.

Speaking of the imperial edict, the other party should have seen everything when they made their move, yet they never asked about it. Didn't they feel any curiosity?

Or is it because they're so confident that everything will become clear after the possession, so they're too lazy to ask any more questions?

That must be the reason.

Suddenly remembering the small tower he had seen outside, he began to search and soon found two small teleportation arrays side by side in a certain location.

There are no stairs inside this tower; the only way to reach the top is through a teleportation array.

He immediately appeared on one of the seats, slipped the spirit stone inside, and with a flash of white light, reappeared on the second floor.

Unlike the completely enclosed first floor, this second floor has windows, and the reason he came here was to check the situation outside at any time.

I quickly walked to one of the windows, stared intently out the window, and immediately everything came into view...

In just a short while, the man in the green robe had stripped naked and was now standing naked in the pool of blood.

As his hands moved rapidly, the surfaces of the ten surrounding altars instantly began to glow with a blinding blood-red light.

Even more bizarrely, countless strange blood lines rapidly condensed within the blood-red light, instantly binding the figures above and even penetrating their skin to burrow into their bodies.

It is certain that such an action would be accompanied by immense pain, and even though those figures were unconscious, their bodies trembled instinctively at this moment.

On the second level of the pagoda, Mo Juren felt a chill run down his spine. This so-called "Ten Directions Heavenly Blood Refining Array" seemed to follow an evil path, and its power was extraordinary.

These are all cultivators at the Integration Realm, each a powerful figure who could command the winds and rains in the outside world, yet they are now like lambs to the slaughter, powerless to resist.

Thinking of this, Mo Juren sighed deeply, and at the same time felt fortunate that the other party was unconscious, otherwise, how painful and desperate this moment would have been.
It was unknown what those dense lines of blood were, but they possessed such terrifying penetrating power that even the most physically powerful Yaksha tribe could not resist them.

At this moment, the great formation had been fully activated, and the essence within the ten Nascent Soul Realm experts began to emanate from their blood vessels.

At that moment, the trembling of all the figures intensified, their faces contorted in agony. Under immense pain, someone finally awoke, but what followed was a piercing scream that echoed endlessly…

On the second level of the pagoda, Mo Juren suddenly withdrew his gaze, and his breathing quickened slightly.

The scene outside was so cruel that he couldn't bear to watch any longer.

His very essence was directly extracted from his body; he couldn't imagine the pain that must have been.

"This is the world of cultivation!" Mo Juren murmured to himself.

At this moment, his desire for power reached an unprecedented level.

This is the world of cultivation, where danger lurks everywhere. Without sufficient strength, one could face a great crisis at any moment, or even face annihilation.

Just like this time, if the other party hadn't happened to have their eye on his physical body and was preparing to possess it, even if he had a trump card like the auxiliary device that transcended the rules, he would still have perished if they had attacked directly.

Looking back now, what an unwise decision it was that I begged everyone to take me into the secret realm when it suddenly appeared out of curiosity.
For a Nascent Soul cultivator like him to get involved in a secret realm that involves many Nascent Soul Realm experts is tantamount to courting death.

This should serve as a wake-up call; I must never act so rashly again in the future.

Time passed slowly, and screams echoed outside one after another, including those of the Cave Heaven Rat King and Xuanjin Sanren who were gradually awakening.

Under immense pain, the thought of suicide did cross my mind, but unfortunately, it was now a pipe dream.

Mo Juren could only sigh inwardly, but there was nothing he could do.

In fact, it wasn't just the Nascent Soul Realm beings whose essence had been extracted; the green-robed man in the blood pool was also in excruciating pain.

The purpose of this so-called Blood Refining Array is to remove the Heavenly Dao imprint deep within one's soul. Inevitably, this process will cause great damage, and even a slight mistake could result in the soul being scattered.

This is almost equivalent to tearing the soul apart, and the pain involved is unimaginable, no less than that of others.

Thus, both sides endured extreme pain for a full seven days before the screams gradually subsided and finally disappeared.

At this moment, all the figures above the altar had been tortured to the point of being emaciated and no longer resembled their original forms. They had fallen into a coma once again, their fate unknown.

At this moment, the man in the green robe in the blood pool was wrapped in a crimson blood cocoon.

The surrounding formations had stopped, indicating that the so-called blood sacrifice had ended, but the other party remained motionless.

However, at this moment, Mo Juren narrowed his eyes. If he was not mistaken, the other party should be able to wake up soon, and the next step would be to possess him.

That's fine, he's been waiting for this for a long time anyway.

Just as he had expected, after only a short while, the blood cocoon in the blood pool suddenly shattered, and a beam of blood light flew towards the second level of the pagoda like lightning.

Mo Juren recalled the other party's previous explanation: without the mark of the Heavenly Dao, the other party could not appear in the world, otherwise the Heavenly Dao would quickly detect it and destroy them directly.

That's why, the moment the opponent broke free of the blood cocoon, it immediately shot towards him impatiently. (End of Chapter)