Reborn as a snake, creating a magic method in the real world

With the death of the King of War Corpses, the air in the Tianji Holy Land seemed to be filled with an indescribable tranquility.

However, this tranquility did not last long, because soon after, mysterious ancient monuments sprang up everywhere, standing like guardians in every corner of the Tianji Holy Land.

These ancient monuments are not ordinary things. Where they are located, mysterious colorful crystals have condensed.

These crystals emitted dazzling light, like the brightest stars in the sky. The light even pushed away the power of the laws of the Tianji Holy Land a little.

The power contained in the crystal shocked all the monks.

Some cultivators were shocked when they saw these colorful crystals and recognized them as the legendary Wanyuan Mother Essence.

The Wanyuan Mother Essence is the essence condensed when the world was first created. It is said that as long as it is refined, even a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the Heavenly Spirit Realm can undergo an ultimate transformation.

Realize your own way in your heart, sublime your soul into a divine fetus, and then step into the desirable realm of all things.

This legendary treasure was extremely rare even in ancient times. Today, it has become a legendary existence, with only a handful of them left in the world.

This is also the main reason why there are very few cultivators in the Wandah realm in the world today.

The appearance of Wanyuan Mother Essence caused the entire Tianji Holy Land to boil.

Countless monks began to rob frantically, major forces engaged in fierce fighting, and brutal battles took place in every corner of the Tianji Holy Land.

Next to an ancient monument, a monk in a green robe had a greedy light in his eyes. The flying sword in his hand turned into a stream of light, pointing directly at the colorful crystal in front of him.

However, just as it was about to touch the crystal, a fiery red figure flashed and slapped out with one palm, knocking the flying sword away.

The owner of the fiery red figure was a female cultivator. She stared coldly at the green-robed cultivator, her eyes full of murderous intent.

"The Huoyun Sect was the first to discover the Wanyuan Mother Essence. You, the Qingsong Sect, have no chance of getting your hands on it!" The female cultivator's voice was as cold as the chill wind in winter.

The green-robed monk snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Treasures like this are naturally for those who are destined to obtain them. How can there be a distinction between first come first served?"

Before he finished speaking, the two men fought again, sword energy and flames intertwined in the air, making a deafening explosion.

The surrounding monks were also attracted by the fight and joined the battle one after another. For a while, the area around the ancient monument became a battlefield for the monks.

Next to another ancient monument, two old men were facing each other. They were elders from two major forces, and their cultivation was unfathomable.

There was a gleam of desire for the Wanyuan Mother Essence in the eyes of both of them, but at the same time they were also wary of each other.

"I advise you to retreat. This Wanyuan Mother Essence is not something you and I can easily get our hands on." One of the old men said with a hint of warning in his voice.

The other old man sneered and replied, "If that's the case, then let's see who's the winner!"

Their spells were so powerful that every collision made the surrounding space tremble. Even some monks with lower cultivation levels were affected by the aftermath of the battle and fell down screaming.

In this battle, the monks would do anything to obtain the Wanyuan Mother Essence.

Friendship, camaraderie, and even life were thrown out the window.

Some monks died in the fight, some broke through, but more lost their way in the chaos and were consumed by greed and desire.

The battle for the Tianji Holy Land is not only a pursuit of power, but also a test of the monks' minds and morals. They gradually begin to lose themselves in the abyss of power.

Rumble…

In the sky, clouds rolled and thunder roared, as if the sky was cheering for this battle.

In the air, several monks were standing on flying swords, wearing robes, and holding shining magic weapons in their hands.

They came from different sects, some were elites in the sword sect, some were highly skilled in magic, and some were powerful warriors in the magic sect.

Their magic weapons each have their own characteristics, some are as roaring as a dragon's roar, some are as clear as a phoenix's cry, and some are as shocking as a tiger's roar.

A cultivator from the Sword Sect waved the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, and the sword energy turned into green tornadoes that rushed straight into the sky, colliding with the black magic flames of a cultivator from the Demon Sect, causing a deafening roar.

The high-powered master of the magic sect sat cross-legged on a huge lotus throne, muttering something, and golden magic array emanated from his body, forming a series of protective shields to resist attacks from all directions.

On the ground, dust was flying and the earth was shaking, as if the earth was also trembling because of the battle.

The monks from various forces set up numerous formations around the ancient monument, trying to prevent their opponents from approaching the Wanyuan Mother Essence.

In the formation, flames shot up into the sky, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and ice and frost covered the ground. The power of various elements was exerted to the extreme.

A monk in a khaki Taoist robe formed seals with his hands and summoned huge earth elemental giants. He waved his fists made of rock and confronted the enemy's magic weapons head-on.

A water monk summoned a huge wave, trying to submerge the opponent's line.

The fire monk released raging flames, reducing everything around him to ashes.

Various spells and magical powers emerged one after another. The monks cast ancient talismans. The runes on the talisman paper flashed with mysterious light and released powerful power.

Some cultivators even used the spiritual energy in their bodies to summon various mythical beasts, such as Qilin, Phoenix, and Azure Dragon. They roared on the battlefield and competed with the enemy's magical powers.

A cultivator performed the "Heavenly Thunder Attraction" technique, summoning bolts of heavenly thunder that fell from the sky like a divine punishment and hit his opponent directly.

Among them was a monk holding a "Heaven-Breaking Hammer". Every time he swung it, he could shatter the void and knock away the enemy's magic weapon. The battle was extremely brutal, with monks falling every second.

The blood dyed the earth red, and resentment rose to the sky, forming blood-red clouds. When hit by the magic weapon, the body was instantly turned into powder, and the soul was directly extracted, with no chance of reincarnation.

A young monk lost both arms in the battle, but he remained indomitable. He formed seals with his feet, released a final spell, and died together with the enemy.

Rumble…

The Sword Sect's sword formation is like a sword net that traps the enemy and makes it impossible to escape.

The Master of Magic provided powerful protection for his own monks, while also purifying the resentment on the battlefield.

The cultivators of the evil path used all kinds of sinister techniques to make it difficult for the enemy to defend themselves.

Next to an ancient monument, the monks of the Sword Sect and the Demon Sect engaged in a fierce battle.

The sword formation of the Sword Sect and the magic formation of the Demon Sect collided with each other, making a deafening roar.

The monks of the Sword Sect held long swords in their hands, with sword energy flying everywhere, while the monks of the Demon Sect released various monsters, which roared and fought fiercely with the monks of the Sword Sect.

The battle lasted for several days and nights. The land of Tianji Holy Land was covered by flames of war, and the sky was shrouded in resentment. The monks of various forces suffered heavy losses in this battle, but they still refused to retreat for the sake of the Myriad Origin Mother Essence.

At this time, in the chaos of the Tianji Holy Land, the fighting among the major forces became more and more fierce, and the appearance of the Wanyuan Mother Essence made all the cultivators red-eyed.

At this time, the disciples of Longyuan Immortal Sect, including the Tiger King, the Golden Peng King, the Great Sage Monkey King and other powerful ones, as well as the abbot of Qiguang Temple and Taoist Qingxu, were ready to join the melee and snatch those crystals emitting colorful light.

However, just as they were about to attack, Long Ling's voice stopped their impulse.

"Everyone, wait a minute!" Long Ling's voice was steady and powerful, and his figure appeared exceptionally calm and determined on the chaotic battlefield.

The Tiger King stopped and turned to look at Long Ling, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "Demon Master, why are you stopping us? The Myriad Origin Mother Essence is a supreme treasure, how can you just sit back and watch?"

Long Ling's eyes swept across every powerful person present, and there was an indescribable depth in his voice.

"Everyone, don't you see the essence of this battle?

The monks of the Tianji Holy Land killed each other. They did not die at the hands of the enemy, but died at their own hands. This was indeed extremely regrettable.

However, for the monks on Earth, it has immeasurable benefits."

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The Monkey King's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he seemed to understand Long Ling's meaning: "Demon Master, you mean..."

Long Ling nodded and continued, “Yes, the more the Universe cultivators consume, the fewer enemies there will be, and the more secure it will be for our Earth cultivators in future wars.

This battle just solved the problem that we cannot attack the Universal Monks directly."

The abbot of Qiguang Temple had a kind face, put his hands together, and whispered a Buddhist name, "Amitabha, what the demon master said is very true. Although this battle is cruel, it is also God's will.

If we intervene forcefully, we may destroy this natural benefit of the earth."

Taoist Qingxu stroked his long beard after hearing this and nodded in agreement, "The Demon Master is right. The Earth cultivators should maintain their strength and wait until the critical moment to give the enemy a fatal blow."

The Tiger King and the Golden Roc King looked at each other. Although they were unwilling, they also understood that there were deeper strategic considerations behind the Demon Master's words.

They slowly withdrew the power that was about to explode and watched the situation develop.

Long Ling looked at his fellow disciples who were gradually calming down and continued, "The goal is to protect the earth, not the small profits in front of us.

Although the Wanyuan Mother Essence is good, it is nothing compared to the safety of the Earth."

The Great Sage Monkey King nodded, his eyes gleaming with wisdom, "You're right, we should pay more attention to the overall situation.

Let this battle develop naturally. The monks on Earth should maintain their strength and wait for the best opportunity."

Just like that, under Long Ling's dissuasion and persuasion, the disciples of Longyuan Xianzong did not join in the melee.

They chose to wait and see, secretly observing the battles among the Universe Monks, looking for possible flaws and opportunities.

As the battle continued, countless monks from the Tianji Holy Land were killed or wounded, while the disciples of the Longyuan Immortal Sect were secretly accumulating strength, waiting for the best opportunity.

Long Ling and other disciples of the Longyuan Immortal Sect looked through the smoke of the battlefield and saw a more distant future.

Only by keeping a clear head and having sufficient strength can they win a place for the Earth in this great chess game of the universe.

Long Ling's gaze penetrated the chaos on the battlefield, and there was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes.

He turned to the newly arrived Tianshu Zhenren Hu Xiaocao, smiled slightly, and said: "Since it is a treasure, we naturally cannot stand idly by. When I say not to take action, it does not mean that we will not take action."

Hu Xiaocao nodded, a cunning look in his eyes, and said softly: "Demon Master, everything is ready.

This is a newly developed carrier on Earth. It contains the Dao of Space and has a cultivation mecha developed by Daxia, which can rival the strength of a cultivator in the Heavenly Spirit Realm. "

Long Ling nodded, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. "These cultivation mechas are elusive. Once they are captured, they can use the space formation to escape into the void and sneak into the Tianji Mountains and the Earth base.

Such actions can not only avoid direct conflicts, but also gain the greatest benefits for our Earth monks."

Hu Xiaocao moved the spell in his hand, and suddenly a crack appeared in the air, and a huge carrier ship slowly emerged from it.

The carrier is completely black, with a faint blue light flowing on its surface, as if it has merged with the surrounding space. Its shape is both like a giant ship and a mobile fortress, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

"This carrier is a masterpiece that combines our Earth technology with cultivation." Hu Xiaocao proudly introduced, "Not only can it travel through space, but it can also carry a large number of cultivation mechas for rapid deployment."

As Hu Xiaocao finished speaking, hatches on the deck of the carrier suddenly opened, and one mecha after another flew out.

These mechas have different shapes, some are like tigers, some are like eagles, and some are like dragons.

Their surface is covered with a faint energy shield, and their eyes glow red, making them look mysterious and powerful.

"These cultivation mechas were developed by the top cultivators and scientists on Earth." Hu Xiaocao continued, "Not only do they have powerful attack power, they also have extremely high mobility and concealment. In this battle, they will be our secret weapons."

Long Ling looked at these cultivation mechas, and a hint of expectation flashed in his eyes. "Very good, Hu Xiaocao, you command these mechas, and you must act cautiously. The target is the Wanyuan Mother Essence, but more importantly, you must not expose the strength of our Earth cultivators."

Hu Xiaocao nodded, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the next moment he appeared in the cockpit of a mecha.
His hands were operating quickly on the console, a red light flashed in the mecha's eyes, and then it disappeared silently into the air.

Other cultivation mechas also started up one after another. They arranged themselves into battle formations in the air, and then disappeared into space one after another.

They used space formations to escape into nothingness and quietly approached the Tianji Mountains, the Earth's base.

On the battlefield of the Tianji Holy Land, the monks from various forces were still fighting fiercely. They did not notice that a group of mysterious mechas had quietly approached their battlefield.

These mechas shuttled across the battlefield like ghosts, looking for opportunities.

Whenever a cultivator died in battle or the Wanyuan Mother Essence was robbed, these mechas would suddenly appear, take the Wanyuan Mother Essence away in the blink of an eye, and then disappear again.

Their movements are so swift and decisive that it is almost impossible to catch them.

As time went on, more and more Wanyuan mother essences were captured by these mysterious cultivation mechas.

However, the monks from various forces have unknowingly become pawns of the monks on Earth.

They killed each other in order to fight for the Wanyuan Mother Essence, but they didn't know that the real culprit was behind them.

(End of this chapter)