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Ultimately, the reason is that resources for enlightenment are extremely scarce.

The rarest and most precious natural treasures in the world can aid in enlightenment and enhance one's understanding of the Great Dao. The corresponding finished pills are even more difficult to refine and are extremely rare and expensive. Even star palaces, which possess vast resources, only allocate enlightenment pills and divine materials to the core geniuses and elite disciples they focus on cultivating. Ordinary true gods have no chance to touch them at all.

Although the Enlightenment Pill is only a high-grade Heaven-rank pill and has not yet reached the Divine-rank level, it is still a highly sought-after commodity within the Star Palace, and its scarcity far exceeds that of various Divine-rank healing pills and Divine Power replenishment pills.

The vast majority of True God cultivators can only rely on their own comprehension, coupled with the accumulation of life-and-death battles over many years, to gradually hone their understanding of the Great Dao, spending hundreds or even thousands of years before they have the opportunity to condense their Dao Soul and break through to the mid-stage of True God.

When Su Mu first learned of this rule by going through Moen's memories, he felt fortunate.

Without the system continuously distributing Enlightenment Pills, at the normal cultivation speed, it would take him decades or even centuries just to condense his martial appearance and comprehend the basic Dao intent. It would be impossible for him to advance through the realms in just a few months.

Thoughts flashed by, and the killing intent rose again on the battlefield.

The two-headed winged dragon's Dao Soul hovered above Tula'er's head, its roar shattering the surrounding black mist and continuously enhancing the power of his physical body and divine fire. At the same time, it stirred up the dark Dao power between heaven and earth, forming a small black dragon domain that imprisoned the Ghost Commander's body. On the other side, the clear cry of the Ice Phoenix Dao Soul resounded throughout the wilderness, and extreme frost froze the flowing black mist, freezing the space around the Ghost Commander and greatly weakening the opponent's attack speed and power.

With the appearance of their Dao Souls, their combat power more than doubled, yet they still couldn't finish the battle quickly.

The Black Ape Demon Commander was suppressed by the dual domains, and its huge body retreated repeatedly, gradually falling into a disadvantageous position. The black mist around its body was torn apart and dissipated by the frost and dragon power.

But in the next second, the demonic leader's body suddenly swayed, and amidst the surging black mist, four black ape phantoms identical to the original body suddenly appeared, standing in all directions and blocking all routes of advance and retreat.

The four illusory figures exuded a violent aura and had ferocious appearances. They were no different from the original body, and each clone possessed 80% of the full combat power of the Ghost Commander's original body!

This is the innate divine skill of the Ghost Clan, and also the trump card that the Ghost Clan's commander-level powerhouses hold in their hands—the Mist Shadow Clone!

The four clones surrounded them, instantly turning the tide of the battle and putting pressure back on Tulaer and Song Qingmei.

"This treacherous commander has unleashed a powerful attack! Fellow Daoist Su, come quickly and help!" Tula'er's expression changed, and he immediately shouted for help.

"They're here."

Su Mu responded calmly, and with a flash of cold light, the Seven Star Dragon Slayer Sword in his hand instantly killed the last two remaining quasi-god realm monster soldiers. Dark golden Dao flames burned fiercely around him, and with one step, he directly charged into the center of the battle circle on the isolated island.

Su Mu was well aware of the true nature of the Ghost Clan.

The Ghost Clan has no normal cultivation methods; they evolve solely through devouring. The souls of living beings, the vitality of plants, the spiritual energy of mountains and rivers—anything containing life falls within their devouring range. Over time, the land covered by the black mist becomes lifeless, all things die, leaving only endless ghostly energy.

Moreover, all the strange races are inherently brutal and bloodthirsty. Even if they possess intelligence no less than that of human cultivators, they are still fearless and ruthless in their nature. They will only fight to the death and there is no possibility of them being afraid to fight or retreating.

As soon as he entered, the oppressive feeling emanating from Tula and Song Qingmei instantly dissipated by more than half, allowing them to catch their breath and adjust.

Having fought for so long, the two had already figured out how terrifying this strange leader was.

It lacks the divine appearance and Dao soul of a cultivator, as well as the blessing of its natal Dao fire, yet its physical strength far surpasses the standard divine body of a true god of the same level, and its physical defense is nothing short of abnormal.

Even more troublesome is soul resistance.

The soul attacks launched by the two relying on their Dao Souls were completely ineffective against the Ghost Commander, like stones sinking into the sea. However, the violent roars it let out, carrying the ultimate evil soul attacks, made the Dao Souls above the two's heads tremble violently with each roar, causing their souls to ache.

Furthermore, the entire black mist serves as its backing, instantly healing all its injuries and continuously suppressing the divine power and Dao intent of outside cultivators. This place is entirely its home ground.

To defeat the cunning commander who is fighting on his home turf, a protracted war would be certain death; only a swift victory would offer any chance of success.

"Fellow Daoist Su, you just need to hold back the four misty shadow clones for now. The two of us will focus on attacking the main body! As long as the main body perishes, the four clones will disintegrate on their own!" Tula immediately instructed, secretly harboring his own motives.

"Okay." Su Mu didn't say much and readily agreed.

Immediately, Tula and Song Qingmei withdrew all their attacks, abandoned their clones, and relentlessly attacked the black ape's main body, leaving the four powerful mist shadow clones to Su Mu to deal with alone.

Su Mu remained calm and composed, showing no intention of immediately killing the clone. He used the Nine Palaces Soaring Step to dodge the attacks while secretly observing the true strength and capabilities of the two.

The four black ape clones simultaneously wielded their iron forks, unleashing a fierce wind and black mist that swept across all directions. Their attacks were impenetrable, and their killing intent was overwhelming.

However, the dark golden Dao fire around Su Mu burned eternally. The extremely strong and yang power of thunder and fire naturally restrained all the strange and evil black mist. Every time the sword light clashed, the Dao fire would burn the origin of the clone along the weapon.

Any powerful mist clone that is struck by the sword's light will shrink back suddenly, its black mist essence will be depleted, its aura will drop, and its combat power will continue to decline.

With the Dao Fire by his side, Su Mu maneuvered with ease, feeling relaxed and pressure-free throughout.

However, he never released his own divine imperial form.

His divine form has only been condensed for a short time, and its foundation is far less stable than the Dao Souls that the two have honed for ten thousand years. His divine form is afraid of being eroded by evil spirits. If he were to face the four clones attacking him in turn, he would easily be damaged. It would be best to keep it safely hidden in his sea of ​​consciousness and protected by the Heavenly Soul Pearl.

At the same time, he also suppressed the Heavenly Rank Top-Grade Clone Talisman. The battle situation is under control now, and there is no need to use his precious trump card.

Just as the battlefield reached a stalemate and the four clones were unable to break through the Dao Fire defense, the black ape leader in the center of the island suddenly gleamed with ferocity and unleashed its ultimate killing move once more.

A slit appeared in the flesh of its abdomen, and a dark, deep, rotating vortex suddenly emerged, its terrifying and boundless devouring power sweeping across the entire area!

The massive amount of black mist around them surged uncontrollably into the vortex, while the divine fire and Dao power flowing within Tulaer and Song Qingmei were also forcibly pulled away and leaked out rapidly.

Most fatally, the stable Dao Souls above their heads trembled wildly under this devouring power, their forms twisted, and they were almost out of the control of their divine souls.

Tula'er's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in shock, his voice filled with horror: "Oh no! It can unleash the power of God Devouring! This demonic leader's strength has already reached the late stage of the True God Realm!"

Song Qingmei also paled, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Before setting off, the two had already deduced the combat strength of the black mist on Tianyuan Star and were certain that there was at most one ordinary early-stage True God Gui Commander in this place. They never expected that there would be a terrifying existence comparable to the late-stage True God hidden in the black mist of the desolate planet.

In this critical moment, the two dared not hold back in the slightest. They decisively withdrew their Dao Souls, abandoned the Dao Soul's blessing, and instead took out their most treasured life-saving trump cards.

A black jade talisman appeared in Tula'er's palm and he crushed it.