Luo Xu and the other two, along with Luo, had long given up on the fight and were frantically rushing towards the Boundless Domain.

Luo was determined to collect more Cosmic Dao Principles, so he wouldn't give up whenever they appeared. As for Luo Xu and the others, they knew that even if they ganged up on Luo, they wouldn't be able to snatch the Cosmic Dao Principles from him. Moreover, even if they did manage to snatch them, who among Luo Xu, Qing Yuan, and Ti Fo would keep them? It was better for everyone to compete, and whoever got them would keep them.

Tai Luan had anticipated that the Cosmic Dao Principles would leak out when he took the Breath Soil, but he had already planned for it. He would definitely collect the Cosmic Dao Principles within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Once he collected them, he would leave immediately.

Even if Luo Xu and the others ganged up on him again, they wouldn't be able to catch him.

After throwing down dozens of array flags, Tai Luan's expression changed.

Because the reality was vastly different from what he had anticipated. He and the four Divine Throne Saints, including Luo Xu, had studied a Cosmic Dao Principle together for countless years. In his opinion, he was absolutely confident that he could collect a Cosmic Dao Principle within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Now he knew he was wrong. The aura of the rules of the two Cosmic Dao Principles was completely different. Not to mention the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, even half an hour might not be enough for him to collect this Cosmic Dao Principle. It wasn't that his strength was insufficient, but that his world rules were incomplete.

Now that the Cosmic Dao Principles were exposed, even if he wanted to conceal them, it was impossible.

At this point, he could only frantically make hand seals to try and draw away the Cosmic Dao Principle.

"Boom!" Just as the time it takes for an incense stick to burn had passed, a magical treasure slammed into his protective array.

Tai Luan's heart sank. He knew he had missed the best opportunity. Luo Xu and the others had returned. He had calculated everything, but the only thing he hadn't calculated was that he wouldn't be able to collect this Cosmic Dao Principle within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

"Tai Luan, what a scheme. I was wondering why you built your cave dwelling in this godforsaken place. It turns out you were hiding a Cosmic Dao Principle here," Luo Xu said with a cold snort, his voice filled with murderous intent.

"I hid this Dao Principle here. Are you all going to snatch it from me?" Tai Luan Saint's face was extremely gloomy. He knew that things would be difficult to resolve peacefully today.

"Where's Luo?" Qing Yuan Saint suddenly remembered Luo, who had come with them, and asked abruptly.

Before Qing Yuan Saint's voice had even faded, there was a cracking sound, and Tai Luan Saint's defensive array was directly torn open. A sword ray swept towards the purple Dao Principle.

Tai Luan didn't know about Luo. He had been focused on Luo Xu and the other two, and hadn't noticed Luo at all. Only when Luo tore open his defensive array did he realize that Luo Xu and the others weren't the only ones who had come.

Tai Luan didn't know how much time he had spent planning for this Cosmic Dao Principle. It was just that Luo Xu, Ti Fo, and Qing Yuan had never left this area at the same time, so he had never been able to act.

This time, he had finally managed to seize the opportunity of the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, but he had miscalculated his own strength.

Now that Luo was about to snatch his Dao Principle, he wouldn't let Luo succeed, even if it cost him his life. The Apocalypse Tribulation was approaching, and this Cosmic Dao Principle was equivalent to his life.

Tai Luan's Dao rhythm surged, and a massive mountain slammed towards Luo's sword ray that was reaching for the Cosmic Dao Principle.

"Boom!" The rules shattered directly, and the violent Dao rhythm rebounded, causing Tai Luan to spit out a mouthful of blood. A bloody mist burst from his waist.

Tai Luan was incredibly shocked. Where had such a powerful expert come from? What kind of sword was that, that could so easily tear apart his domain and his physical body?

"Tai Luan, this guy is Luo. None of us are his match in a one-on-one fight. Let's leave this Dao Principle here for now. He has several Cosmic Dao Principles on him. I suggest we four join forces first..."

Before Qing Yuan could finish his sentence, an even more violent explosion erupted in the hall. The surrounding rules completely collapsed, and the restraints around the purple Cosmic Dao Principle completely disappeared. The Cosmic Dao Principle transformed into a purple light, broke through the void, and rushed out.

Without hesitation, Luo followed the Dao Principle and rushed out. Almost at the same time, Luo Xu and the other four Saints also rushed through the void that had been torn open by the purple Cosmic Dao Principle.

The Heavenly Dao rules of the Boundless Domain began to crack, and tiny fissures appeared one after another in the void of the entire domain.

...

Cultivation knows no years; thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!" Mo Wuji shattered the barrier of the Quasi-Saint Twelfth Level. He didn't stop his seclusion; he simply waved out another thousand high-grade God Spiritual Veins and ten thousand upper-grade God Spiritual Veins, frantically absorbing God Spiritual Energy.

Even Mo Wuji could now sense a destructive aura. He knew that this was the prelude to the arrival of the Apocalypse Tribulation.

He had to work hard to improve his strength before the Apocalypse Tribulation arrived. Moreover, he had to enter the Saint Realm. If he didn't reach the Saint Realm, he would likely become cannon fodder when the Apocalypse Tribulation arrived.

Under the frenzied sweep of the Immortal Mortal Technique, the God Spiritual Veins that Mo Wuji had planted underground turned to ashes one by one. Mo Wuji's strength seemed to be increasing every moment.

But no matter how many God Spiritual Veins he absorbed, no matter how much his strength increased, he could never sense the shackles of the Saint Realm.

Mo Wuji knew very well that if he took out the Cosmic Dao Principle at this time, he could very likely enter the Saint Realm directly. However, he knew that that wasn't his path. He had created the Immortal Mortal Technique and the Mortal World. He absolutely couldn't rely on other cosmic rules to perfect his realm and enter the Saint Realm.

...

Another thousand years passed. The desolate planet where Mo Wuji had cultivated was no longer the desolate place it had once been.

In the thousands of years, the Mortal Dao had permeated the entire planet. From mortal to holy, the Dao rhythm spread out, coupled with endless God Spiritual Veins. The desolate planet was now lush and green, with vibrant scenes of life everywhere.

A new kind of vitality had appeared here, the vitality of the Mortal Dao. Many low-level God Spiritual Herbs grew out of thin air.

A swift shadow streaked across the lush green planet in the void, and a surprised voice rang out, "A planet of vitality in the void?"

Then the flying treasure stopped, and a tall, thin man in black stood at the front of the flying treasure. His divine sense landed on the verdant planet.

"No, is that the River of Time?" A thrilling ecstasy filled the black-clothed man's entire mind. He was so excited that he trembled slightly. He stepped onto the planet and reached out to grab the River of Time.

He had discovered such a treasure of creation, or rather, he had picked it up.

An invisible restriction blocked his handprint, and then a young man in blue starry sky cultivator robes appeared before him, blocking the River of Time.

"Who are you? Hmm..." The tall, thin man frowned as he stared at Mo Wuji. He felt that the ordinary young man before him was somewhat familiar.

Soon, he dismissed the familiarity he felt towards Mo Wuji. His divine sense landed on the core of the planet in surprise. What did he see? Thousands of upper-grade God Spiritual Veins, and hundreds of high-grade God Spiritual Veins... No, there were also dozens of Chaos God Spiritual Veins...

Who exactly was this guy? How could he be so rich? Right, why did he have such a familiar feeling?

Mo Wuji calmly sized up the man before him for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Heavenly Marks? After all these years, you don't seem to have improved much, huh? Still stuck at the Quasi-Saint Eighth Level. Did you feed all your days to the dogs?"

Even though he had never met the tall, thin black-clothed cultivator before, Mo Wuji was certain that the tall, thin man was Heavenly Marks. This guy had chased him down in the God Continent, so as soon as he saw Heavenly Marks Saint, he felt the guy's aura. Not only that, but he had picked up a lot of Deserted Dao Sand in the Silent Sea. The aura of those Deserted Dao Sand was the Dao rhythm aura of Heavenly Marks Saint.

It was normal for Heavenly Marks Saint to condense countless Deserted Dao Sand after falling into the Silent Sea.

"Who exactly are you?" Hearing Mo Wuji's words, Heavenly Marks frowned and asked again. He just couldn't remember who Mo Wuji was.

Mo Wuji said faintly, "When I left, I gave you a Great Destruction Art. What's wrong? Didn't it blow off your claws?"

"It's you?" Heavenly Marks Saint immediately understood. The ant before him was the guy he wanted to capture. It could be said that he wanted to capture Mo Wuji even more urgently than he wanted to capture Lei Hongji. Otherwise, he wouldn't have given up on Lei Hongji and intercepted Mo Wuji back then.

Mo Wuji smiled slightly. "That's right, it's me."

"Are my Void Stillwater and Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo on you? And the Great Destruction Art?" Heavenly Marks Saint licked his lips, his gaze sweeping past the River of Time.

He didn't know how long he had been lost in the void, but today he finally had his reward. Even if the Heaven and Earth Furnace wasn't found, finding the River of Time and the Void Stillwater and Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo that he desperately needed was already enough, not to mention the Great Destruction Art.

As for Mo Wuji's strength, he wasn't worried at all. Back when he was chasing him, Mo Wuji was just an ant among ants. Even if he cultivated with the help of the River of Time, these few years wouldn't pose any threat to him.

Mo Wuji smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a furnace appeared in his palm. "You forgot one thing, the Heaven and Earth Furnace."