Mo stood up, after he circled around this ‘Bitter Bamboo’ several times, he suddenly had a joy in his heart, no one else had a way to take the ‘Bitter Bamboo’, perhaps he had a way.
With a raise of his hand, a red flame appeared in the palm of his hand, this was the ‘Misty Lotus Heart Flame’, a heavenly flame that he had already advanced to red. If even this heavenly fire had no way to cut this black stone apart, there was nothing more he could do. The only thing he could do was to do the same as Yu Wanli and make a stone tablet and write, ‘This is Ye Mo’s ‘Bitter Bamboo’, whoever moves it will be finished.’
If he really was like Yu Wanli and wrote these words as well, not only would others laugh when they saw it, even he himself would laugh out loud when he saw it. At this moment, Ye Mo suddenly felt that that Yu Wanli must be a person who liked to tell jokes. If Yu Wanli, who had never smiled in his life and had killed countless people, knew that Ye Mo thought this of him, he did not know what kind of expression he would have had.
With the mindset of just in case, Ye Mo used the ‘Misty Lotus Heart Flame’ to cut up on top of the black stone.
A ‘snorting’ sound rang out, and even the surrounding air was burned into nothingness by this heavenly fire, which showed the power of the heavenly fire that had advanced to red.
An incense stick later, Ye Mo checked the place where he had cut, a faint shallow mark made Ye Mo not know whether to rejoice or be saddened.
What should be rejoiced was that his ‘Misty Lotus Heart Flame’ was indeed capable of cutting black stones, what was sorrowful was that at this rate, perhaps in a few hundred years, he would be able to cut this one down.
Ye Mo stood up, looked at the range he had chosen and shook his head, this range was chosen too big, not to mention that in a few hundred years or even a thousand years, maybe he would still be cutting here.
Luckily, his ‘Misty Lotus Heart Flame’ could still cut, in order to reduce the time, Ye Mo reduced the range just now by several times, the range of black stones he selected just now was around several feet. This time, Ye Mo chose a range of about one zhang, he even planned to spend tens or hundreds of years cutting while cultivating, he just didn’t know if the time of the Meteoric Truth Hall was up. Would he be teleported out.
When Ye Mo started cutting with the ‘Misty Lotus Heart Flame’ at a range of about one zhang, he found that the black stones here seemed much softer, and in the same amount of time of one incense stick, the depth he cut was far greater than just now, even more than several times deeper.
Ye Mo’s heart was moved, could it be that the closer he got to the ‘Bitter Bamboo’, the softer this black stone became?
Ye Mo once again chose a place that was a foot around the bitter bamboo and began to cut down with the ‘Misty Lotus Heart Flame’.
‘Snorting’ sounds rang out once again. Ye Mo was pleasantly surprised to find that he wasn’t wrong at all, although the black stone that couldn’t be cut anywhere with the True Weapon was still really effective the closer it was with the Heavenly Fire.
At the rate he was going now, it wouldn’t even take him half a month to cut down the entire one-foot radius of this ‘Bitter Bamboo’.
It was a good thing that this ‘Bitter Bamboo’ was not very thick. Choosing a black stone range of two feet in diameter was already perfectly fine for digging the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ up.
As for whether this range was still too close and would hurt the ‘Bitter Bamboo’, Ye Mo no longer cared so much. No matter what, he had to at least get the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ down before he could say anything. A radius of one foot was the maximum range he could cut down in a short time, if it extended to two feet and a diameter of four feet, Ye Mo estimated that it would take him nearly half a year. And now he only needed even half a month to do it. On balance, Ye Mo decided to go with time.
Twelve days later. The grey-headed Ye Mo had completely cut down this ‘Bitter Bamboo’. He was full of joy and was about to carry the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ into the Golden Page World, but when he mobilised his true essence and divine sense, he realised that he was still far from understanding this black stone on the World Mountain.
With his fourth level of YuanYing cultivation, his divine sense and true essence had been stimulated to the maximum, but he was not even able to move this black stone, which was one foot square, into the Golden Page World.
What a powerful guy, Ye Mo secretly staggered, while directly starting to burn his essence blood. After a mouthful of essence blood was burned, Ye Mo barely carried this ‘Bitter Bamboo’ into the Golden Page World.
Sitting inside the Golden Leaf World, Ye Mo let out a breath. Finally, he had gotten the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ back. From now on, the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ would be his Ye Mo’s.
Ye Mo wanted to plant the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ next to the spirit vein, but when he thought of this incredibly heavy black stone, he could only put the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ on the spot. He could only plant the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ on the spot.
However, when Ye Mo was about to move the ‘Bitter Bamboo’, the black stone that was attached to the bottom of the ‘Bitter Bamboo’, which was one foot square, unexpectedly fell off of its own accord. After the black stone fell off, it automatically sank into the mud of the Golden Page World, smashing out a huge deep pit. The bitter bamboo, however, was not even taken away by the black stone and was left bare.
Ye Mo was shocked in his heart, he had just gotten it in after half a day, why did this black stone now fall off of its own accord instead?
When Ye Mo looked at the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ in his hand, he found that the ‘Bitter Bamboo’, which was still vibrant just a moment ago, was now wilting, and it seemed that this disheveled wilting aura was still spreading.
No good, the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ was going to wither.
Ye Mo had never thought that the ‘Bitter Bamboo’, one of the ten spiritual roots, would wither, this was simply too incredible. But the fact was, the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ in his hand was really withering.
Ye Mo was horrified in his heart, could the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ really not be removed? The ‘Bitter Bamboo’ that he had worked so hard to get in had to be sent out again?
To give it away, Ye Mo would never be willing to do so. He quickly took the bitter bamboo to the side of the spirit vein and planted the ‘bitter bamboo’ down.
To Ye Mo’s relief, he found that when he planted the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ again, the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ was no longer withered. Apparently it was still useful for him to plant the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ in here, only that the same ‘Bitter Bamboo’ was not as vibrant as it was at the beginning.
Ye Mo looked bitterly at the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ and then at the huge spirit vein, and after a moment he gritted his teeth and buried the spirit vein completely underneath the ‘Bitter Bamboo’. This way, he no longer had a spirit vein cave to cultivate in, and he could only cultivate next to the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ in the future.
When Ye Mo finished this, he was delighted to find that the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ was slowly regaining some vitality, although it was not as vibrant as it was in the World Mountain, it was no longer the same as the wilting one just now.
What was even more shocking to Ye Mo was that at this moment, he suddenly felt that his Golden Page World had changed somewhat, the Golden Page World, which had only been expanding in size as his cultivation level continued to rise, had changed from its dead and grey appearance to a strong vitality.
That’s right, it was vitality, it was the spiritual gra*ses that Ye Mo had planted inside the Golden Page World that didn’t grow or die that also glowed with a strong vitality.
“One of the Ten Great Spiritual Roots. It really does live up to its name.” Ye Mo was overjoyed and said secretly to himself. He knew that now he had to get a large amount of spirit veins in to provide for the ‘Bitter Bamboo’. A mere lower pinnacle spirit vein was far from being able to provide the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ with a guarantee of spiritual power.
Although this trip took a lot of effort, Ye Mo was still extremely happy in his heart that the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ was in his hands.
As for the black stone that was smashed into the earth, Ye Mo did not bother to move it, he had a feeling that the black stone was definitely not simple, just like this world mountain. Right now he was not capable of studying it. When he reached Void God, he could take that black stone out and try it out.
Ye Mo exited the Golden Page World, and what he wanted to do most now was to dig down more of the black stones on this World Mountain and send them into his own Golden Page World. He had a feeling that the black stones on this World Mountain were definitely good things, even precious to the extent that he did not dare to imagine.
When Ye Mo once again arrived at the cave pit where the bitter bamboo was planted. When he offered up the ‘Misty Lotus Heart Flame’ and started to cut, he found that the black stone that he had been able to cut just a moment ago, could not come out with half a trace at this time, no matter how much he burned it.
Ye Mo already understood that the reason why he was able to burn this black stone just now was not because his Heavenly Flame was really powerful, but because the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ was here.
Ye Mo didn’t even need to go to his Golden Page World at this point to know that the black stone inside his Golden Page World, he couldn’t burn it just as much.
Ye Mo shook his head. He was not too disappointed, he was thinking that if a great man could refine the World Mountain in the future and use it as his own magic treasure, who else in this world would be his opponent?
Would he be able to do it himself? Ye Mo asked himself and then shook his head, he was sure that even if a peak Xiantian cultivator came here, there was no way to refine the World Mountain. Or a true immortal could, but how could a true immortal come to the Forbidden Land of Meteoric Truth?
Ye Mo was an open-minded person, and then put aside these thoughts. It was futile to think about it since he could not get it. What he should focus on now was how to get down the mountain. Did he still need to set up a lightning-attracting formation? Unfortunately, he no longer had the materials to set up the formation.
Ye Mo’s divine sense swept down the world mountain and his heart suddenly gave a shock. The World Mountain, which was flashing with black thunder and lightning just a moment ago, was surprisingly quiet, the boundless thunder and lightning just now seemed to have dissipated without a trace, and in front of him was just a huge, bland, black mountain.
This must have something to do with the ‘Bitter Bamboo’ being transplanted away by himself. Ye Mo looked at the incomparably calm World Mountain and had only one thought, hurry up and take advantage of the opportunity to get off the mountain, who knows if the black lightning would come out again later?
Only just as Ye Mo moved this thought, he felt a tremor under his feet, and suddenly, he seemed to be lifted up by something, and he himself had no ability to resist.
A feeling of extreme weightlessness came over him, and Ye Mo felt himself falling from a high altitude, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly sacrificed his ‘Purple Wreath’ to stabilise himself.
His divine sense swept out at the same time, wanting to see what was going on, but the sight that entered his eyes shocked him.
The World Mountain that had just been beneath his feet had already broken away from him, and was now tumbling in the air like a black but huge and boundless dark cloud. In the blink of an eye, this boundless black dark cloud was swallowed up by the boundless grey space and disappeared without a trace.
Ye Mo lowered his head, and a deep crater that could not be seen underneath his feet was extending into the distance.
Ye Mo drew a cold breath backwards, and before he could take a closer look at the wide and boundless deep pit, two incomparably fast figures were already rushing towards his side.