Ye Mo put away the Green Moon, sacrificed the ‘Purple Sanding Basket’ and stepped on it to enter the Sand River. The deeper he went into the Sand River, the more Ye Mo felt a whimpering sound lingering in his ears, like the sound of the rolling yellow sand in the Sand River in the wind, and like a desperate traveler sobbing in the sea of sand.
Ye Mo had only been flying inside the sand river for half a day, and he already fully understood why so many people were lost in the sand river. In the middle of this sand river, as long as a little longer, that lonely and helpless feeling of sadness would gradually take over one’s heart and soul. The longer the time, the deeper this feeling of desolation and helplessness would become, and in the end, if there was no way to solve it, even the strongest-minded person would be lost in this sand river.
At this moment, Ye Mo was already sure that the cultivator who had entered the sand river must have his own way of stopping this kind of mind loss, otherwise how could he enter such a place? It was just this kind of method that he did not know about. For Wang Xie and Yue Min and the others not to raise this point with him, Ye Mo did not care. In the eyes of Wang Qi and Yue Min and the others, they were already of heavenly cultivation and would definitely not worry about losing their minds in the middle of this sand river.
In fact, if Ye Mo did not have the ‘Bitter Bamboo’, or if he was not cultivating under the ‘Bitter Bamboo’, it would be really difficult for his mind to stay awake forever in the middle of this sand river. . .
Although he was only at the late stage of the robbery transformation, his mind was already extremely strong, and it was difficult for the mind devil to affect him even during the time of the tribulation. Apart from the time when he experienced a Heart Demon Tribulation during the YuanYing Lightning Tribulation, he had never experienced a Heart Demon Tribulation after that, as he already had the ‘Bitter Bamboo’. After a long period of cultivation under the ‘Bitter Bamboo’, one of the Ten Great Spiritual Roots, the Heart Demon Tribulation was simply unreal to him.
Ye Mo let out a long whistle, and with the ‘Three Life Decision’ running, his mind was cleared, and the whimpering sound of the rolling yellow sand around him instantly disappeared in Ye Mo’s ears.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Mo’s ‘Violet Senior Shooting’ brought up a violet aura and cut a faint purple line above the boundless sand river.
Ye Mo had the map of the Sand River given by Wang Xie in his hand, and although this map was not a full view of the Sand River, it could point him in the right direction.
The ‘Three Life Dictates’ ran automatically, and the whimpering yellow sand around him had become plain, and it was as if Ye Mo was flying above a very ordinary yet boundless stretch of sand.
He enjoyed this feeling of flying above the yellow sand. There was a majestic feeling in the bleakness. He was not a poet nor a singer. Under this sentiment, there was a surprising feeling of wanting to sing a song.
“Kill ah ……”
A miserable scream that was sad and mournful to the extreme came from beneath his feet, and Ye Mo suddenly stopped his ‘Purple Bamboo Strip’. A man wearing a white sè cultivator’s uniform appeared in the middle of his divine consciousness, only at this moment, the man’s cultivator’s uniform had become filthy. He wielded a flying sword in his hand and killed his way through, as if there were countless demons in front of him. But in fact, there was only endless yellow sand in front of him.
The rolling yellow sand in front of him turned into a long sand trench under his flying sword. In just a few moments, that sand trench returned to its original state again in the rolling of the sand river.
“I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you ……” the man kept hissing, and his flying sword even offered up a true essence sword aura. But there was nothing around him and there was no obstruction.
Ye Mo was about to give him a clearing spirit trick when he saw the man suddenly flop down. The flying sword in his hand had not yet flown down from the air.
Ye Mo landed and stood not far from the man and swept his divine sense over, only to find that the man was already out of breath. This was a cultivator at the fourth level of the True Transformation, who had lost his mind in the sand river and ended up killing in the illusion until his true essence dried up and died, which could not be said to be sad.
I don’t know how long he had been fighting, or how many times he had used magic treasures to attack.
The sand river was the same as always. Rolling waves of sand came over. The male cultivator whose true essence withered and died was buried by the river of sand in a twinkling, disappearing. And only then did his flying sword fall down and plunge on top of the pile of sand where he had just been buried, like a simple tombstone. Only this tombstone also disappeared in the blink of an eye under the abuse of the yellow sand.
Ye Mo stood in front of the pile of sand for a long time in silence, not moving, he didn’t take anything from the cultivator, even his ring, Ye Mo didn’t move either, he just saw a name from the handle of the flying sword, Shi Zhong But.
A cultivator of the fourth level of the True Transformation had died inexplicably in the middle of this sand river. Perhaps he had been a person of great fame, or even a person who had been on the top of the world, or perhaps there were people behind him waiting for him to return, but now he was dying in the endless sand river, and if Ye Mo had not seen him, perhaps no one would have known that he had died.
Just as Ye Mo sighed and wanted to continue to leave, suddenly his heart palpitated, as if something he could not see was staring at him. As soon as he moved, the thing that was staring at him would pounce on him.
Ye Mo’s scalp tingled, he trusted his senses too much, even if his divine sense couldn’t sweep him, he trusted his senses because his ‘Three Life Duel’ was naturally sensitive and had amazing intuition. So without even thinking, he raised his hand and a light blue sè flame flashed past.
Although he had only cultivated to the first level, and even the first level had not been fully cultivated yet, Ye Mo had a hunch that only the Heavenly Fire Nine Suns could save him in this bizarre scenario.
The moment after the blue-sèd flame flashed, a pale red-sèd sun rose abruptly above Ye Mo’s head as if it was the rising of the sun.
As soon as the pale red sun appeared above Ye Mo’s head, it exploded with countless pale red sun rays, like a bright star that suddenly burst, coming without warning.
And it was only under this pale red sè sun that Ye Mo saw a faint shadow already approaching behind him. Cold sweat instantly trickled down his back, not only could he not sweep this shadow with his late stage Robbery Transformation cultivation, but he even noticed it only when it reached behind him with his innate sensitivity of the ‘Three Life Duel’, which was a bit too frightening. If he didn’t have the Heavenly Fire Nine Suns, then the consequences? Ye Mo thought of the five cultivators who had just died, or the one with the three words in stone on the sword handle.
The shadowy shadow was already close to Ye Mo, and had even extended its five-featureless head. But when Ye Mo’s ‘Nine Suns of Heavenly Fire’ came out, the shadowy shadow suddenly revealed a face that was terrified beyond belief.
Ye Mo felt very strange, he clearly only saw a shadow, a shadow without any expression or even a face. However, under the Nine Suns of Heavenly Fire, the shadow just revealed a terrified face.
In just an instant, the Nine Suns of Heavenly Flame erupted with countless pale s-red rays, each one of those countless rays seemed like a fiery thorn, and without exception, they all pierced that shadow.
“Ah ……” After a shrill cry, the shadow was like snow under Ye Mo’s Heavenly Fire Nine Suns, dissipating without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Ye Mo’s body was lighter, and the incomparable feeling of panic disappeared.
Ye Mo put away the ‘Misty Lotus Heart Flame’, he had a not-so-good feeling that this Sand River was a little more terrifying than he had imagined.
That final shadow that disappeared under the Nine Suns of Heavenly Fire was terrifying, this was certainly not a ghost cultivator, nor a spirit cultivator. It was surprisingly something he had never heard of, nor had he ever seen before. There was no sound, no shadow.
Was this the shadow that the Transformation cultivator had just been screaming ‘I want to kill you’ over and over again? Or was it this shadow? Whether it was or not, with the Heavenly Fire Nine Suns, Ye Mo thought he wouldn’t be afraid of it.
Ye Mo took out his compa*s and sand map and looked at them, after confirming the direction, his divine sense swept out and he was ready to continue on his way. However, his divine sense swept out once again to a cultivator, who, like this one just now, swept past his divine sense wielding a magic treasure, with the same panicked look.
This time, Ye Mo didn’t even think about it, so he flew over, and at the same time, the Nine Suns of Heavenly Fire were offered up.
The light red sun rose abruptly like a flame, enveloping the terrified cultivator in it.
Under the pale red sun of Ye Mo’s Heavenly Fire Nine Suns, a faint shadow clung to the back of the terrified cultivator, the head of the shadow clinging to the back of the cultivator’s neck, looking as if it was sucking blood.
As soon as the Nine Suns of Heavenly Fire came out, the shadow immediately sensed Ye Mo’s sun and instantly became terrified, just like the shadow before it, and let out a miserable cry of “Ah ……”, which faded in an instant under the Nine Suns of Heavenly Fire and finally disappeared as if it was smoke. The last is like smoke, disappearing without a trace.
This was clearly another cultivator of the True Transformation, only this was a demon cultivator with a fifth level of cultivation of the True Transformation.
After the shadow was dissolved by Ye Mo’s Heavenly Fire Nine Suns, the demon cultivator immediately stopped and did not even have the time to thank Ye Mo before sitting down, swallowing a pill and healing himself.
An incense stick later, the demon cultivator then stood up, still with a trace of shocked s, and bent his fist to Ye Mo and thanked him, “Thank you for saving my friend’s life, I am Cha Qi Fu of the Divine Beast Mountain Range.”
When Ye Mo saw that he had met two cultivators in a row, both of whom were True Transformation cultivators, and there was also a person from the Divine Beast Mountain Range, his heart moved, and he then asked, “You are a cultivator from the Divine Beast Mountain Range, so do you know about Shi Zhongzhu? Or do you know the Great God Lord and the Second God Lord, as well as Xie Zheng Shi, the Lord of Western Cultivation City?”
Immediately, Cha Qifu asked in a startled voice, “You are a cultivator who has come for the sealing of the Sand River? You are there to a*sist? Don’t ever go, that seal is simply a hellish demon. You can’t go, you absolutely can’t go ……”
When he said this, he even forgot about Ye Mo, and only said in horror, “There is no one there now for a long time, they are all dead and wounded, fleeing and leaving, that is too horrible, too horrible, it’s over, the West Jack Continent is over ……”
Ye Mo frowned, a cultivator of Transformation True was actually afraid like this, it was a bit too outrageous. He raised his hand and gave this cultivator named Cha Qifu a clearing spirit decision before asking, “Brother Cha, what is going on? Can you tell us more clearly?”
The demon cultivator called Cha Qifu winced, and only then did he come to his senses completely. He finally understood what was going on, and then he looked at Ye Mo in shock and asked, “What was that thing that kept chasing me around just now? How could I not see them and how could you? Did you exterminate them?”
