Is that Feng Zhe? Even though Mo Wuji was completely frozen at this moment, he quickly recognized him. This slightly chubby guy was Feng Zhe.
Mo Wuji's thoughts turned slightly, and he understood. It wasn't just him who was unwilling to let the Azure Heart stay here; Feng Zhe from the Great Evolution Sect was clearly unwilling as well. However, when everyone was around, he acted very indifferent, even eager to leave as soon as possible.
Now that everyone had left, he had secretly returned. Mo Wuji gave up the idea of communicating with Feng Zhe using his spiritual sense. If it were Xing Huang, perhaps he would have done so.
But Feng Zhe, he was sure that if he did, and Feng Zhe knew he was here, Feng Zhe's first act would be to kill him to silence him.
If Feng Zhe was confident in taking away the Azure Heart, then he definitely wouldn't want anyone to know that he was the one who took it.
Mo Wuji sighed, not retracting his spiritual sense. Even if he was to freeze to death, it was better than being killed by Feng Zhe.
After only half an incense stick's time, Mo Wuji saw another figure flash past.
That head of brown hair, Mo Wuji recognized him with just a glance—it was Fang Zhentian from the Heavenly Devil Sect.
As expected, Fang Zhentian couldn't have come here for anything else; he must also be after the Azure Heart. It was a pity that Feng Zhenqiu and Xing Huang didn't come. If those two had come, perhaps they could have saved his life.
The Heavenly Devil Sect came from the Heavenly Sect, and the Heavenly Sect's Sect Leader, Jing Gu Mu, had the means to refine the Azure Heart. Perhaps Fang Zhentian really had a way to take away the Azure Heart. As for Feng Zhe, this guy looked all smiles and harmless, but Mo Wuji felt that this guy's insidiousness was even deeper than Fang Zhentian's.
Among the four True God Stage experts who came together, Mo Wuji felt the most uncomfortable about this Feng Zhe.
Time gradually passed, and Mo Wuji's spiritual sense slowly began to blur. He still gritted his teeth and persevered. Once his spiritual sense completely blurred, it would mean he was finished. He would never give up until the very last moment. Maybe after a while, Feng Zhenqiu would also want the Azure Heart and come over?
"Boom!" A terrifying explosion stimulated Mo Wuji's about-to-fall spiritual sense, making it much clearer. He subconsciously extended his spiritual sense as far as he could. He was still wondering if it was Feng Zhe refining the Azure Heart, or Fang Zhentian refining the Azure Heart? Or had the two discovered each other and started fighting?
Before Mo Wuji could even finish this thought, a scorching hot aura swept over, and then Mo Wuji saw his body, which was almost broken from being frozen, begin to soften.
Mo Wuji felt no joy in his heart, but rather more shock and anger. It would have been fine for those two to refine the Azure Heart, but they actually provoked the Azure Heart to erupt again. Once the Azure Heart swept over, he would be completely and utterly dead.
At this moment, Mo Wuji somewhat regretted choosing this place, being too close to the Azure Heart. However, he had no time to regret it. His body had just been frozen into a deep, cold ice block, and now the flames of the Azure Heart were sweeping over. The first thing he had to do was quickly circulate the Immortal Mortal Technique to stabilize his physical body.
Otherwise, no matter how strong his body was, after experiencing deep cold and then being roasted by such scorching flames, it would collapse. Unfortunately, at this time, his internal organs were still frozen, and only a trace of Yuan Qi was slowly circulating. Even if his legs and feet could move, he couldn't escape.
As the Immortal Mortal Technique circulated, a tearing pain of the soul came, and Mo Wuji trembled all over as he was swept by this terrifying tearing pain.
As the surrounding temperature grew higher and higher, Mo Wuji's body slowly stabilized under the circulation of the Immortal Mortal Technique, showing no signs of collapse. Mo Wuji breathed a slight sigh of relief. He struggled to sit up, wanting to leave this place first.
But when his spiritual sense swept out, he almost went crazy. His surroundings were full of faint azure energy. Feeling that terrifying heat, Mo Wuji also knew what was going on.
Those two guys had triggered the Azure Heart, and the flames of the Azure Heart had swept across this area of several miles. Fortunately, he was still relatively far away; this was already the edge of where the Azure Heart could reach, with only some azure flame aura present. Otherwise, he would have long since turned to ashes.
But how could these flames reach so far? Mo Wuji swallowed a few healing pills while simultaneously sweeping out his spiritual sense.
When Mo Wuji's spiritual sense swept to Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe, who were sitting in the middle of the azure energy, he instantly understood.
Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe were hundreds of meters apart, both sitting on the ground. The jade flute he had given to Fang Zhentian was lying across the top of Fang Zhentian's head, emitting rays of emerald light. These rays of light formed an emerald green protective shield around Fang Zhentian. And Fang Zhentian, within the protective shield, was constantly making hand seals.
Hundreds of meters away from Fang Zhentian, Feng Zhe had dozens of swords constantly rotating around him, forming a defensive sword array. And strands of azure flame aura permeated into this sword array, repeatedly flowing between Feng Zhe's hands.
Mo Wuji already understood that these two were both refining the Azure Heart. And Mo Wuji also knew the methods of these two; he didn't know by what means they had drawn the Azure Heart several miles away.
No matter how strong the Azure Heart was, it was only just nurtured. Being drawn several miles away like this, the temperature was infinitely reduced. The reason why the Azure Heart couldn't be refined was because the temperature was too terrifying, and it was impossible to get close. Now that the two had drawn out the Azure Heart, refining this flame became possible. Compared to Jing Gu Mu, their methods were more practical.
What Mo Wuji didn't understand was, why could Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe reach an agreement, not interfering with each other's refining of the Azure Heart? Didn't the two know that there was only one Azure Heart, and it was impossible for two people to possess it at the same time?
Feeling that as the two refined it, the surrounding temperature was also getting stronger and stronger, Mo Wuji also fully recovered his ability to move. No matter what, he should leave first.
Since there were two True God Stage experts refining the Azure Heart, it wouldn't be his turn.
Just as Mo Wuji was about to stand up, he once again dismissed the idea of leaving. He couldn't leave yet. Once he left this mound, he would immediately be seen by Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe. At that time, it would be difficult to guarantee that these two wouldn't kill him to silence him.
Mo Wuji had no choice but to calm down. At this moment, the flame intensity of the surrounding azure energy suddenly increased by more than double. The terrifying flames tore at Mo Wuji, almost making him cry out. Mo Wuji quickly circulated his cultivation to resist.
After a moment, Mo Wuji knew that his idea was futile. Because Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe were both frantically refining the flames on the periphery of the Azure Heart, and as the two refined more fiercely, the flame temperature of the Azure Heart became higher and higher.
If he didn't take any measures, he would become a sacrifice for these two, burned to death by the flames.
Just as the thought flashed, Mo Wuji immediately reversed his cultivation. More than a dozen meridians simultaneously underwent Zhou Tian reversal, and terrifying cold once again rose from Mo Wuji's meridians. However, unlike before, Mo Wuji was at the edge of the Azure Heart's azure flames, and the outside temperature prevented him from being frozen into an ice block again.
After only half an incense stick's time, Mo Wuji couldn't hold on any longer. His meridians were indeed constantly exuding extreme cold, but the temperature of the outside flames was also getting stronger and stronger. Over time, this balance was simply not something his body could withstand.
Mo Wuji gritted his teeth, and a wisp of his spiritual sense penetrated into the azure flames that wrapped around him. Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe were both refining the Azure Heart, and he had no choice but to refine it at this moment. If he didn't refine it, he would still become cannon fodder.
Whether he left or stayed, he would die. What was there to hesitate about?