Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Chapter 1328 Heavenly Corpse Tower

"On what grounds?" The middle-aged man's expression hardened.
"You, a mere ant in the Nascent Soul stage, dare to speak to me like that? You're courting death!"

"Whether you're courting death or not isn't up to you to decide," Mo Juren said with a cold laugh, then suddenly added.

"If I'm not mistaken, your strength has been hastily increased, which may have some drawbacks, such as instability or inability to sustain it... Otherwise, you might as well just attack. Why waste so much time talking to me?"

"You do have some discerning eye!" The middle-aged man didn't deny it, but he also remained calm.
"Even if you guessed right, so what? I am currently only at the late stage of the Void Refinement realm. It is more than enough to deal with a mere Nascent Soul stage ant like you."

"Is that so?" Mo Juren's eyes flickered slightly as he directly provoked him.

"Then let's give it a try?"

"You're asking for death!" Seeing the other party's utter disregard for the situation, the middle-aged man was naturally furious, but at the same time, his doubts deepened.

He had sensed that the other party was not simple even before, so he had always been on guard. Now it seems that something is indeed wrong.

It's completely illogical that someone who's just a Nascent Soul cultivator would be so fearless in front of me!
Could it be that they have something to rely on?

Another point, as the other party said, is that there is indeed a reason why I am so hesitant when I clearly have an absolute advantage.

The entire cave is set up with the legendary 'Corpse Sacrifice Array', the purpose of which is for his own cultivation. However, this array has a certain drawback: it must not be interrupted in the middle.

Tens of thousands of years had passed smoothly, and his cultivation had reached its most crucial moment.

Unexpectedly, today, a sudden change occurred. This person's arrival completely destroyed the great formation, and he himself suffered a great backlash as a result.

His current strength is only temporarily obtained by forcibly using forbidden techniques, and it is extremely unstable. Therefore, if he cannot guarantee that everything will go smoothly, it would be a loss to act rashly.

The safest option right now is to retreat immediately, refine all the flesh and corpse energy they just devoured, and wait until their injuries heal before talking about revenge.

However, the thought of the 'Corpse Sacrifice Array' being destroyed, and tens of thousands of years of hard work going to waste, made him unable to swallow his anger. He could not find peace of mind without killing the other party.

His gaze returned to the front, and he quickly made an analysis in his mind.

Regardless, the other party was ultimately only a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, a whole major realm below him. Even if the other party had some trump card, it would be of no use.

With that thought in mind, he no longer hesitated and immediately decided to take action.

Even at this point, he remained extremely cautious, not moving closer. Instead, he retreated a distance while rapidly forming hand seals, sending unknown spells flying in all directions.

In an instant, the dense corpse aura that had been permeating the cave began to surge, and within it seemed to be the mournful cries of countless wronged souls, emitting eerie sound waves.

"Sound attack technique!" Mo Juren frowned. Those sound waves could directly shake his mind. You should know that his divine sense had long reached the Void Refinement level, yet he could not completely block them. This shows how strange these sound waves are.

His situation was special; if it were any other true Nascent Soul stage cultivator, they would most likely not have been able to withstand such a casual attack.

However, one thing is certain: the other party does indeed have problems.

His act of quickly creating distance between them before making a move is enough to prove everything. Otherwise, a late-stage Void Refinement expert would not have been so timid and hesitant in the face of a Nascent Soul stage junior like himself.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was also somewhat surprised. Although the 'Devouring God Ghost Sound' was only used as a means of testing, its power was by no means inferior.

Logically speaking, even a late-stage Perfected Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't possibly withstand the presence of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

However, in reality, the other party not only blocked it, but also remained calm throughout, showing no discomfort whatsoever.

This is too strange! Could it be that the other party possesses a divine sense comparable to that of a Void Refinement Realm cultivator? In fact, he had sensed that the other party's divine sense was extremely powerful before, but he did not expect it to be this strong. This made him even more certain that the other party was no ordinary person.

His hands moved again, and the screams from the corpse aura grew sharper and sharper, like a raging storm sweeping in.

Even so, Mo Juren remained calm and composed, showing no signs of giving up.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man completely believed his previous guess. The other party's spiritual strength had indeed reached the Void Refinement level, and not just the simple early stage of Void Refinement.

"I underestimated you! So what if you only have a strong divine sense? The true methods of a Void Refining Realm expert are not something a Nascent Soul stage cultivator like you can withstand." The middle-aged man snorted coldly, then suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a ball of earth-yellow light.

It turned out to be a small, earthen-yellow tower about half a foot tall. As the middle-aged man continued to manipulate his hands, casting mysterious spells into it, the tower began to spin rapidly, and bursts of light appeared. Even the dense corpse energy around it was stirred up and churned violently.

Mo Juren narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed that the other party would not let his guard down and would rely on the corpse cultivator's powerful physical body to fight him in close combat.

Since that's the case, he decided not to wait for an opportunity and instead strike first.

However, we still need to think about how to fight. Ideally, we should strike at the vital points and inflict heavy damage on them as soon as possible.

After a moment's thought, a sudden inspiration struck him, and a faint, mysterious purple light shot out, then vanished in a flash, rapidly disappearing into the distance.

Although this sudden scene was extremely well hidden, it did not escape the notice of the middle-aged man. However, he only thought it was some kind of magical artifact, so he was not too worried.

It's just a magic weapon belonging to a Nascent Soul cultivator; how powerful could it be? It would be almost impossible to harm him.

Of course, he couldn't just stand still and let the purple light hit him. He immediately flashed away and easily dodged the attack.

At the same time, under its distraction and control, countless, almost endless black threads rapidly condensed from the rolling corpse energy behind it, wrapping around the purple light. The nature of these black threads was unknown, but their power was truly bizarre. In an instant, they completely engulfed the purple light, making it difficult for it to break free no matter how much it struggled.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man gave a cold laugh and ignored him, continuing to cast spells into the small pagoda treasure.

In fact, as a corpse cultivator, this method of attacking from a distance by manipulating magical artifacts is not his forte. He is most effective in close combat by relying on his unparalleled physical strength.

But for some reason, he always felt that the person in front of him was a bit strange, so he needed to be on guard.

Moreover, the 'Heavenly Corpse Tower' he used was no ordinary artifact. It was crafted using hundreds of Heavenly Corpse Pearls and nurtured within his body for tens of thousands of years. Its true power was comparable to some top-tier spiritual treasures.

Such treasures are enough to deal with beings of the same level, let alone Nascent Soul stage cultivators.
Of course, there are also downsides. As a corpse cultivator, he cannot completely refine it, so he needs to activate it with a secret technique every time he uses it.

This will take some time, but fortunately it won't be too long, just a dozen or so breaths.

In the blink of an eye, the 'Heavenly Corpse Tower' was fully activated, growing to several meters in height, its entire body radiating dazzling light, with countless mysterious runes appearing and disappearing.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled cruelly again and was about to unleash his treasure to attack when a terrifying thunderous sound suddenly erupted behind him.

Before he could react, an endless sea of ​​purple lightning swept in, completely engulfing him.

The Purple Extreme Divine Lightning is inherently effective against corpse energy. Although it doesn't reach the level of the Divine Light that breaks evil spirits, its effect is still quite strong.

With such a massive surge of lightning, the corpse energy instantly dissipated, and the middle-aged man, now situated in the center of the lightning sea, naturally felt extremely uncomfortable.

Not only that, but what shocked and angered him even more was that, just as he was distracted, a giant dragon-shaped mouth suddenly emerged from the sea of ​​lightning, and the 'Heavenly Corpse Tower' that was originally suspended in mid-air was swallowed up by it.

(End of this chapter)