Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Mo Juren was naturally unaware of the situation outside the main hall; at this moment, all his attention was focused on the giant dragon stone sculpture that had suddenly awakened in front of him.

Those enormous dragon eyes were now fixed on him, their killing intent and greed undisguised.

Faced with such a strange change, Mo Juren really didn't know how to deal with it. In desperation, he could only quickly move away, and only stopped when he flew back to the gate.

At this moment, the giant dragon stone sculpture began to struggle, the huge iron chains wrapped around its body rattling loudly, as if trying to break free of its restraints.

But is it really that simple?
Sensing the dragon's movements, the nine sealing stone pillars around the altar reacted immediately, their surfaces flashing with dazzling golden light, which then spread along the nine massive chains.

Wherever it passed, the runes on the surface of the nine giant chains were lit up one after another, and dense golden runes appeared out of thin air, converging with the golden light at the center of the altar.

The massive body of the dragon sculpture was already bound and sealed by chains, with its vital parts directly pierced through. Now, it was enveloped and corroded by golden light mixed with a large number of runes, and immediately became extremely painful.

"Roar..." A mournful dragon roar resounded, sending waves of terrifying sound that echoed throughout the already 'small' hall. Although Mo Juren was on the edge, he was still affected by the sound.

The dragon was clearly in excruciating pain, struggling more and more violently, but unfortunately, no matter how much it struggled, it was all in vain.

Mo Juren breathed a sigh of relief. This seal was indeed not simple. At least from the current point of view, it was impossible for the other party to break free.

His heart, which had been hanging in suspense, eased slightly, but before he could even feel happy, another strange event occurred.

For some unknown reason, the entire hall suddenly began to shake violently, as if it were under attack. Upon seeing this, the giant dragon stone sculpture immediately showed joy in its eyes and struggled even more fiercely.

Mo Juren felt a chill run down his spine. He knew without a doubt that it was that woman who was behind it all. He wondered what she had done outside that had managed to shake the entire hall.

Are you planning a direct, forceful attack?
However, upon further reflection, it seemed unlikely. If he truly possessed such strength, he would have already taken action; why wait until now?

Just as he was pondering, countless spatial rifts suddenly tore open inside the stone hall, and then a dense mass of gray spiritual light poured in, quickly condensing into a mysterious sphere of light in mid-air.

At the same time, a huge dragon pearl shot out from the mouth of the giant dragon stone sculpture, which looked extremely similar to the gray light ball.

The next moment, a bizarre scene unfolded: a phantom passage was constructed between the Dragon Ball and the light sphere, ignoring the seal's obstruction, causing the energy contained within the light sphere to surge wildly into the Dragon Ball.

The source of that spiritual light was unknown. After being absorbed by the Dragon Ball, the giant dragon stone sculpture seemed to receive a huge boost, and its strength increased rapidly.

Its struggles intensified, pulling the nine massive chains taut, and even causing the nine sealing stone pillars to sway slightly.

Just as Mo Juren's expression changed slightly, the nine stone pillars began to change again, with countless golden lights spreading out and converging at the top.

In the blink of an eye, clusters of golden flame phantoms condensed one after another. It was unknown what level of spiritual flames they were. The moment they appeared, the entire hall was covered by terrifying high temperature.

The temperature of the golden flames was unimaginably high, and it seemed to affect not only the physical body but also the soul.

Even with his strong physical body and powerful spirit, Mo Juren was still experiencing immense pain.

The only saving grace was that he was at the edge of the main hall, outside the seal, and was only affected by it, so he could barely withstand it.

In contrast, the giant dragon sculpture inside the seal was different. The moment it saw the golden flames appear, fear immediately appeared in its huge dragon eyes.

Its struggles became increasingly intense, as if it wished to escape immediately, or to pull down the stone pillars with the chains, thus breaking the seal.

Unfortunately, all of this was in vain, and it simply wouldn't work in the short term.

At this moment, the nine golden flames began to spread rapidly along the nine chains toward the center of the altar, and wherever they passed, the huge chains turned golden red.

The giant dragon sculpture clearly had experienced something; its enormous dragon eyes were already bulging with fury, filled with endless fear, and it struggled more and more violently, even to the point of madness.

At the same time, it continuously emitted dragon roars, seemingly urging something outwards. Sure enough, the next instant, the amount of spiritual light surging in from outside became even larger, causing its strength to continue to increase, and then it directly condensed layer after layer of protective light shields around its body.

It was clearly trying to block the intrusion of the golden flames, but the spiritual light was indeed extraordinary and successfully blocked them, resulting in a stalemate between the spiritual light and the golden flames.

However, Mo Juren could see that the spiritual light was no match for the golden flames. It might be fine for a short time, but it would definitely not last long.

Just as he had expected, in just a short while, the golden flames grew stronger and stronger, even using the spiritual light as nourishment, while the latter began to show signs of weakness.

"Roar..." The dragon's roar rang out again, filled with undisguised anxiety. At this moment, the passage connecting the inside and outside of the hall suddenly opened, and a figure shot in.

The newcomer was none other than the woman. Unexpectedly, she had come in again. She glanced coldly at the figure at the door, her eyes revealing a hint of mockery.

"Hmm?" Mo Juren narrowed his eyes, wondering if he thought that Mo Juren was too weak to fight back in such a harsh environment.
That golden flame was indeed terrifying; most people might not have been able to withstand it, but he was an exception.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately conjured a crimson flame, which instantly formed a fire barrier around him.

In an instant, the terrifying high temperature around him dissipated rapidly, and at the same time, he made his move instantly. Golden beams shot out like arrows, directly attacking the woman.

This was clearly unexpected, but compared to before, the woman was only slightly surprised, and then returned to normal. She gently waved her arm, and in an instant, a palm-sized gray ancient mirror covered with spiritual patterns appeared.

The ancient mirror grew longer in the wind, instantly transforming into a length and width of about ten feet, directly blocking in front of him, and the piercing divine light that shot towards him was directly reflected away by it.

"This..." Mo Juren was dumbfounded. He did not expect that the other party would have such a rare treasure, which was exactly the most effective against beam attacks.

What puzzled him even more was that if they had such a treasure, why hadn't they taken it out before? Surely they hadn't brought it with them? That was obviously impossible.

Or perhaps the other party already possessed the treasure, but for some reason, such as insufficient strength, they were unable to use it.

At this moment, he also noticed something unusual; it seemed that the aura around the other party had increased several times over compared to before.

He also thought of the gray spiritual light that had flooded into the main hall before. It was because of this light that the giant dragon stone sculpture's strength had increased rapidly.

As an alter ego, the woman was no exception.

If it's really as he guessed, then things are in trouble! That gray ancient mirror is definitely a treasure of a higher level, and his Demon-Slaying Divine Light has completely lost its effect.

Already inferior in strength to his opponent, and now without any means of restraint, he was instantly plunged into extreme danger.

If the opponent makes a move at this moment, he won't have many options to deal with it.

However, to his surprise, the other party did not press their advantage, but merely glanced at him with slight disdain before flashing directly to the vicinity of the altar.

Mo Juren narrowed his eyes. Could it be that without the threat of the Divine Light of Annihilation and with his own strength greatly increased, he completely regarded him as an ant?
Or are there other reasons?

In short, the other party did not make a move. At this moment, all its attention was on the altar, and its lips were trembling, as if it was communicating with the giant dragon stone sculpture.

Mo Juren frowned, his mind filled with even more conflict.

Clearly, without the aid of the Divine Light of Annihilation, the gap between himself and the woman became immediately apparent, especially since her strength had increased several times over.

Should I continue to intervene? I can't just stand by and watch the other side help the giant dragon stone sculpture break the seal, can I? The situation would be even more unfavorable then.

But if I were to take action, what should I do? (End of Chapter)