Gu Lei remained puzzled, his voice cold. "The Emperor of Da Gan is merely a Minor Saint. Why would a Crossing Envoy follow him? Perhaps there are other reasons, not because the Emperor of Da Gan is extraordinary."
His eyes, filled with killing intent, stared at the Qi Luck Sea Grass in the center of the depression, tinged with red.
The moment this great Qi Luck medicine began to form, he and Mu Luo had hidden in this dark, sunless seabed, enduring the deathly silence, all for the purpose of harvesting the Qi Luck Sea Grass once it matured.
But now, with the Emperor of Da Gan's arrival, he intended to reap the benefits without effort, to intercept the great Qi Luck medicine. Gu Lei was utterly unwilling!
"Enough! If I say no, then it's no!" Mu Luo reprimanded sharply, his gaze unfriendly.
Gu Lei wanted to say something, but ultimately fell silent.
Mu Luo was at the peak of the Great Saint realm, while he was only at the peak of the Minor Saint realm, a difference of one cultivation level. Therefore, Mu Luo dared to scold him, and he could only bear it silently in his heart.
After Mu Luo's reprimand, his expression softened, and he said calmly, "Not acting is for our safety. We have paid an immense price and slumbered on Earth for over two thousand years. For what? Is it not for another chance at Crossing? For us, this is the last chance. If we are not careful, we will perish without a burial place, our names erased from the cycle of reincarnation, our bodies and paths destroyed!"
He was comforting Gu Lei, primarily not wanting any conflict between them.
During Crossing, alliances were crucial.
If internal problems arose within an alliance, that alliance was destined to not go far in the Crossing.
Gu Lei understood this principle and said in a deep voice, "Brother Mu, I apologize. I was too impulsive just now."
Mu Luo nodded slightly and said, "Impulsiveness is natural for everyone; it's enough to control it."
Then, his gaze turned cold. "Furthermore, you can rest assured. Blood Demon has recovered from his injuries and his cultivation has returned to its peak. According to the news they sent, Blood Demon has already begun hunting Da Gan cultivators, preparing to hunt the Emperor of Da Gan. This great Qi Luck medicine is destined to not stay warm in the hands of the Emperor of Da Gan; it will still be ours!"
"Blood Demon acted so quickly? Did he use the great Qi Luck medicine to heal himself?" Gu Lei exclaimed in surprise, then his expression darkened.
"The great Qi Luck medicine was stored with him. Blood Demon actually dared to use it! He deserves to die!"
Mu Luo shook his head. "Not necessarily. Given Blood Demon's stingy nature, there's a ninety percent chance he used his own Qi Luck reserves for healing. He wouldn't be willing to use the great Qi Luck medicine! A mature great Qi Luck medicine can be used to construct an immortal ladder!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Lei's expression finally eased, and he chuckled, "Blood Demon and the Emperor of Da Gan are both trapped in a jar. The great Qi Luck medicine and treasures in their possession will all be ours!"
Mu Luo also began to laugh.
Their alliance had already made a decision: regardless of whether Blood Demon succeeded in killing the Emperor of Da Gan this time, they would act together to eliminate both of them.
Crossing was only half a month away. If the Emperor of Da Gan joined forces with the new Saints from other worlds later, it would be difficult to hunt them.
"I will send another message to provoke Blood Demon further, urging him to make a move against the Emperor of Da Gan as soon as possible!" Mu Luo's expression turned cold; he already regarded the Emperor of Da Gan as a dead man.
He spun the compass in his hand, causing ripples in space, and a message was sent out from the seabed.
On the blue stone at the bottom of the sea, Xu Mo sat cross-legged, waiting for the great Qi Luck medicine to mature.
While waiting for the great Qi Luck medicine to mature, he was also carefully contemplating some matters.
Among them, the most solemn was the figure that had let out a chilling laugh.
He had now ascended to the Great Saint realm and had even exchanged blows with the ancient Flood Dragon, an Extreme Saint. This made him understand even more that the shadow's methods were extremely bizarre, operating in a realm beyond the reach of Extreme Saints.
"What exactly is it? A ghost?" Xu Mo thought of ghosts, but quickly shook his head.
He had seen ghosts before. Ordinary ghosts were usually formed from the lingering obsessions of deceased mortals, posing no real threat, only capable of scaring ordinary people. They would avoid even robust individuals.
As for the ghosts of extraordinary beings, they were generally referred to as divine souls, primordial spirits, true spirits, and so on.
These were far more powerful than ordinary ghosts. High-level primordial spirits could even possess others, taking their place.
If that shadow were truly the true spirit of some living being, Xu Mo could have crushed it with a single palm.
When he saw the figure, the drift bottle was sealed within the furnace, so he didn't have a clear understanding of the situation.
However, after hearing Xu Mo's account, it pondered for a moment and guessed, "Perhaps it is a true spirit projection of a powerful being from the Upper Realm."
"What is a true spirit projection?" Xu Mo asked.
The drift bottle explained, "Every extraordinary universe has different ranks. For example, the extraordinary universe where Earth is located is considered a low-rank extraordinary universe in mythological extraordinary history. Low-rank extraordinary universes cannot accommodate extraordinary beings that transcend their rules. Extreme Saints are the limit of this universe. After extraordinary beings reach higher realms, they must travel to extraordinary universes of higher ranks, which is what people call the Upper Realm."
"The principle is the same. Powerful beings from high-rank extraordinary universes wanting to enter low-rank extraordinary universes will also be obstructed and unable to enter. They can only project their true spirits into low-rank extraordinary universes through special means. However, such true spirit projections will be restricted by many universal rules and cannot accomplish much."
Xu Mo was learning about the vastness of the extraordinary world for the first time.
After spending some time digesting this information, he frowned slightly and said, "If it is truly a true spirit projection, then what is its reason for targeting me? I have never even been to the Upper Realm, so I couldn't have offended anyone from there."
This was what puzzled him the most.
At that time, he was just an ordinary person, let alone becoming a Saint, he hadn't even begun cultivating.
Under such circumstances, a powerful being from the Upper Realm would want to kill him? It made no sense!
It was like a cultivator deliberately crossing several great worlds to kill an ordinary ant. Anyone who heard it would be bewildered!
The drift bottle asked curiously, "How did the true spirit projection target you? Tell me, perhaps this bottle can analyze the answer for you."
Xu Mo had only inquired about the information regarding the figure; he hadn't mentioned anything else.
"I won't tell you," Xu Mo replied directly.
It wasn't that he didn't trust the drift bottle, but rather that the drift bottle was formed from part of the rules of Crossing, and in essence, it was one with the main rules of Crossing.
The fact that there were no longer any Immortals on Earth must have involved Crossing, so he felt it was best not to tell the drift bottle that he was from Earth.
Who knew if the main rules of Crossing behind it could also hear him if he spoke to the drift bottle?