Mo Wuji was amused by the anger. The killing intent on the Kunwu Sword instantly surged, and the basin below became icy cold, forming a spatial killing force around the Kunwu Sword.

"You dare to attack? I'll devour you alive." An even more fiery voice came from the stone mortar, as if Mo Wuji's actions as an ant had completely enraged it.

Mo Wuji, who was originally full of killing intent, suddenly calmed down. This old thing had killed countless people here. The huge essence blood pill on the stone mortar was very likely condensed from the essence blood and vitality of countless cultivators. Would such an old thing be so enraged by his attack? With so many corpses here, if everyone who came enraged it like this, this old thing would have died of anger long ago.

Moreover, after seeing his Kunwu Sword, it would point out the Kunwu Sword, then reveal a brief moment of surprise, and then say such idiotic words as asking him to kneel down and beg for mercy? Even a God-Nurturing cultivator wouldn't kneel down and beg for mercy out of fear without any pressure, right?

If all of this was the old guy deliberately trying to enrage him, to make him attack, then this old guy must be from Hollywood in the God Realm.

Mo Wuji's Kunwu Sword still slashed out, but Mo Wuji retracted half of the power from the original full-force sword. Even though Mo Wuji was only at the third level of God-Nurturing, the killing intent of the Kunwu Sword, even with half its strength, still seemed to carry the might of splitting a realm, and rolled up a terrifying aura of death towards the stone mortar.

At the same time, Mo Wuji had already summoned a chapter of the Book of Luo to protect his entire body.

"Crack!" A powerful killing light, so oppressive that Mo Wuji almost vomited blood, rushed out from the stone mortar, turning into a terrifying blood blade dozens of feet long and several feet wide, tearing through the space between the stone mortar and Mo Wuji, and slashing towards Mo Wuji.

The killing intent of the Kunwu Sword was already very strong, but in front of this oppressive blood blade, it was as fragile as a piece of paper. It was directly reduced to nothingness, and this blood blade, almost without any impact, tore through Mo Wuji's vortex domain and slammed into the Book of Luo.

"Puff!" Mo Wuji opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body flew backwards, crashing into the hard edge behind him, spitting out several more mouthfuls of blood.

Even with the protection of the Book of Luo and his perfect God Body, his bones were shattered and his divine essence was extremely weak at this moment.

Mo Wuji was secretly afraid in his heart. He didn't understand why he didn't feel any sense of crisis when there was such a powerful existence here that could kill him. It seemed that his sixth sense couldn't be trusted sometimes.

If he hadn't sensed that there was something wrong with this talking old thing, weakened the power of the Kunwu Sword, and secretly summoned the Book of Luo to protect himself, this blood blade would have completely torn him into pieces. Because if he hadn't summoned the Book of Luo in advance, he wouldn't have had the chance to summon the Book of Luo when the blood blade tore through space and came over.

"Book of Luo?" A surprised voice came from the stone mortar again. Mo Wuji felt that this time the voice should be genuinely surprised, definitely not the fake surprise he heard when the Kunwu Sword was seen.

"You are remarkable, you were able to preserve your little life under the Book of Luo while going all out with the Kunwu Sword." The voice in the stone mortar seemed to have softened, and there was no longer the previous anger and arrogance.

Mo Wuji's strength far exceeded that of ordinary God-Nurturing cultivators, so even if he used half of his strength, the existence in the stone mortar saw it as Mo Wuji going all out.

Mo Wuji had no healing pills on him, so he could only take out a Divine Rain Herb, chew it up, swallow it, and then operate his Vitality Meridian, starting to heal.

The existence in the stone mortar, whether because it was afraid of Mo Wuji having the Book of Luo, or for some other reason, actually allowed Mo Wuji to heal without continuing to attack him.

Half an hour later, after recovering most of his injuries, Mo Wuji stood up. He felt that it was difficult to leave here. If he wanted to leave, he would have to discuss it with the guy in the stone mortar who seemed to only have a primordial spirit.

As soon as Mo Wuji stood up, the voice in the stone mortar came out again, "You have great opportunities and great luck. Not only do you have the Book of Luo, but also the Kunwu Sword. With a person of your great opportunity and great luck, if I attack again, I may not be able to kill you, right?"

Mo Wuji grasped the Kunwu Sword in his hand without attacking. He knew that even if he went all out, he probably wouldn't be able to do anything to the existence in the stone mortar. As for what the voice in the stone mortar said, Mo Wuji didn't believe a word of it.

"If you want to attack, then go ahead. If you don't attack, I'm going to set up a formation. I have plenty of time. I don't believe I can't take care of an old thing like you." Mo Wuji's tone was equally calm. He suspected that the old thing in the stone mortar could only attack with full force once. That was why it wanted to enrage him to attack with full force, and then kill him in one go.

But he, Mo Wuji, was not an idiot either. He secretly set up the Book of Luo, and then used half of his divine essence to block the opponent's attack.

Regardless of whether the opponent could attack again, Mo Wuji didn't plan to attack anymore. He planned to boil the frog slowly.

"You are very smart. If you listen to me, we can still discuss it properly. Otherwise, it won't do you any good." The tone of the voice in the stone mortar also became much milder.

Mo Wuji said lightly, "I really don't believe it. I am a Level 6 God Formation Master. I can't deal with a primordial spirit like you."

Mo Wuji had only just entered the ranks of a Level 4 God Formation Master. After seeing the opponent's blood blade, Mo Wuji no longer had the intention of fighting head-on. Who could be sure that the opponent wouldn't continue to slash out blood blades if he desperately tried? So when he spoke, he invisibly raised his formation skills by two levels.

"Wait, you probably think I can only slash out one blood blade, right? Let me tell you the truth, if I risk damaging my primordial energy, I can still slash out a few more. You can block one, but can you block the second, can you block the third? Even if you have the Book of Luo, you definitely can't block it..."

Mo Wuji fell silent. He knew that what the stone mortar primordial spirit said was correct, he couldn't block it. He was almost killed by the first one. If the opponent really went all out and continued to slash out two more blood blades, he wouldn't be able to block it even with the Book of Luo.

It wasn't that the Book of Luo was useless, but because he hadn't completely refined the Book of Luo, and his strength was too weak.

Seeing Mo Wuji silent and not continuing to scatter formation flags, the voice in the stone mortar said even more, "I don't want your things either, and I'll let you leave here. I believe you also understand that this is my territory. If I don't allow you to leave, even if you die with me, you won't be able to leave."

"Just like that?" Mo Wuji said lightly.

"What else do you want?" The voice in the stone mortar seemed a little angry.

Mo Wuji was very disdainful in his heart. He didn't know how many times he had played this kind of negotiation tactics. "You mean I come in, and then you send me out, and I don't get anything?"

While speaking, Mo Wuji had already rolled up a dozen rings on the ground.

"Alright, you've already taken so many rings. There are good things inside the rings. You can leave." The voice in the stone mortar said again.

"These rings were picked up by me on the ground. What does it have to do with you? I originally planned to set up a trapping formation to slowly kill you, but you lured me in, and then let me..." Mo Wuji's voice suddenly stopped. His divine sense had broken through the restrictions and found that the rings he had picked up were all empty, with nothing inside.

"Very good, the things in the rings were actually taken away by you. Since I can't get anything, then let's go our separate ways. You continue to blast out your blood blades." Mo Wuji's chapter of the Book of Luo was fully unfolded, and the Kunwu Sword had also turned into a sword screen to protect him.

Then, the formation flags in his hand were constantly thrown out. It was obvious that he was setting up a trapping and killing formation and a Soul Locking Formation.

"Stop!" The primordial spirit in the stone mortar obviously recognized the trapping formation that Mo Wuji was setting up, and shouted loudly again.

Not only did Mo Wuji not stop, but he also blasted several lightning arcs towards the stone mortar while setting up the trapping and killing formation.

After Mo Wuji's lightning arcs hit the stone mortar, Mo Wuji clearly felt the primordial spirit in the stone mortar tremble for a while. He was overjoyed in his heart, this guy was afraid of lightning strikes.

He blasted two more lightning strikes, one towards the stone mortar, and the other towards the essence blood grand pill floating above the stone mortar.

When the lightning arc struck the huge essence blood grand pill, a layer of faint blood essence mist exploded.

"Stop, if you dare to attack my pill again, I would rather wait tens of millions of years and die with you." The voice in the stone mortar shouted furiously, and violent auras rolled up from the stone mortar. He didn't expect Mo Wuji to be a lightning cultivator.

Mo Wuji stopped this time. He could feel that the primordial spirit in the stone mortar was really angry. And what he said was true, it seemed that the essence blood grand pill was very important to him. This essence blood grand pill was very likely composed of the essence blood and vitality of countless cultivators who came to Turtle Shell Island. As for what the primordial spirit in the stone mortar wanted to use it for, Mo Wuji estimated that it was to restore his cultivation.

Seeing Mo Wuji stop, the primordial spirit in the stone mortar finally breathed a sigh of relief, and softened his tone and said, "What do you want?"

"I lack resources for cultivation, for example, give me one or two hundred million high-grade God Crystals, and tens of thousands of high-grade and top-grade God Spiritual Veins are barely enough." Mo Wuji's tone seemed very casual.

(Third update, asking for monthly ticket support. A little sleepy, everyone use monthly tickets and recommendation tickets to smash Old Five, let Old Five wake up, and code the fourth update.)