A few days later, after the purple liquid had completely fused into the purple sanding, the purple sanding became bland, like an extremely ordinary purple blade suspended in the midst of green flames, but a halo of light did not dissipate, still lingering on the surface of the purple sanding.
At this time, Ye Mo was unable to help, and in the end, even the fire spirit Xiao Qing was automatically pushed away. The halo of light on the surface of the Purple Basket kept changing, even Ye Mo could not tell what kind of change it was.
After a few more hours had pa*sed, the Purple Sandal suddenly let out a crisp chirp and the halo on its surface completely disappeared, becoming a truly bland purple blade.
Ye Mo looked at the purple blade in front of him in a daze, completely unprepared for the purple blade that had fused with the Daoicide Gun to become so ordinary.
It was like going to a blacksmith’s shop and hiring a blacksmith to build a random knife, no different from a truly ordinary knife, no rank no killing aura, not even a sharp edge. Ye Mo had seen many swords, but he had never seen such an ordinary purple sword, which could not even be described as a sword, but an item that was one with the world.
Ye Mo raised his hand and grasped this blade in his hand, an extremely familiar and extremely unfamiliar feeling surged through his heart. As an Artifact Saint, Ye Mo grasped a knife he had used here in his hand, and surprisingly, he still could not feel the grade of this knife. It was not an extremely high quality divine weapon, and likewise not an innate magic treasure.
At this moment, Ye Mo’s heart had an understanding that the Daoicide Spear was an innate material that was born and raised. The Dao-slaying spear automatically diffracted and then automatically formed the Dao-slaying spear. But the gun carried a sharp killing aura and a powerful innate aura, just like all innate magic treasures, this noble and incomparable innate aura was innate.
Instead, he used the Sacred Flame to melt an innate magic treasure. It even fused into his own purple sandblast. It was like the gongfu he cultivated in general. Whether it was the Dao Chopping and then the Dao in the Three Life Dictates of the Dao of Evidence. Or the Nirvana in the Body Refining Technique, it was all the same.
By chopping away that overpowering aura, it becomes something that truly fuses the aura of the Dao of heaven and earth. It was as if his Violet Commencement had refined the innate material and completely reduced itself to a mundane appearance. Although it no longer had that overwhelmingly powerful aura, the truly powerful connotation had been contained within it.
Ye Mo did not refine the Dao-slaying spear, he had already realized that his Dao was equally contained within a truth, and that when he one day attained the mixed origin. When one day he attained the mixed element, his aura would return to the basics, just like an ordinary person in a mundane city.
Ye Mo flashed before his eyes all the Saint Emperors or all the Immortal Emperors he had seen, and even though some of them had their aura restrained, none of them could achieve the same level as an ordinary person, without having to restrain their aura, they had already blended into the ordinary.
Suddenly his heart shook as he remembered someone, the old fortune-telling daoist he had met back in the small world, Master Tian Est. Later he suspected that he had seen that old man in the Luo Yue Continent, but he did not think about it that much at the time. At this moment, he sensed this hint of Dao rhythm. Immediately, he remembered that old dao. Master Tian Est had this kind of aura on him, this extremely ordinary aura. It was as if it had merged into everything.
After understanding this, Ye Mo’s heart shook once again, if Tian Est was really as powerful as he thought, how could he have accidentally thrown away the Five Elements Stone Pier?
After a long time, Ye Mo shook his head, he couldn’t figure out this matter, nor was he willing to continue thinking about it. He unconsciously began to refine the Purple Sandal in his hand, this was the first time that he needed to refine it again after the Purple Sandal had been upgraded.
When Ye Mo’s divine sense penetrated into the Purple Lobster, he was shocked to find that the ban on the Purple Lobster was no longer the same as the seven layers of the Daoicide Gun, nor was it the original ban, but had become a new nine-layer ban. When Ye Mo began to refine the first layer, he discovered that there were still nine circular prohibitions inside the first layer of prohibitions. This showed that the second layer of the forbidden system had eighteen circular forbidden systems inside it, and if this continued, the ninth layer of the forbidden system should be eighty-one circular forbidden systems.
Even if Ye Mo didn’t understand it, he knew that the level of the Purple Sediment had increased after fusing with the Daoicide Gun. He suspected that the Daoicide Spear was an Innate Treasure, but the Purple Bamboo Latch was even a level higher than the Daoicide Spear, so wouldn’t it be something that surpa*sed the Innate?
No, something that transcended the innate heavens was a Saint Treasure, that was a Chaos Treasure. Even if the Purple Basket was a little stronger than the Daoicide Spear, it could not be a Saint Treasure. What’s more, while the Saint Treasure was a Chaos Treasure, the Purple Bamboo was upgraded by him.
Ye Mo no longer thought about the level of the Purple Wiring, he found that the Purple Wiring did not let him down after all. The Violet Lobster was his magic treasure, and it was also upgraded by his, and it was surprisingly much easier to refine than the Daoicide Spear.
As one of the prohibitions was refined, Ye Mo had immersed himself in the refinement of the Purple Basket.
Ten years later, Ye Mo suddenly stood up, and to his surprise, he found that he had completely refined the Purple Sandal in just ten years. It was not a simple refinement, he had even refined the eighty-one circular prohibitions in the ninth layer of the ban.
It was only at this point that Ye Mo understood the power of the Purple Gradient, and he was certain that if he were to face off against the Dao Yuan Saint Emperor again at this time, he would not be even a fraction worse than his opponent even if he only used the Purple Gradient. If he was placed in that room at the auction again, Ye Mo was confident that he could split the space of that room with one slash.
This was the confidence that the Purple Sandblade had given him, and from then on, he finally had a decent attack magic treasure. No longer did he have to fight against someone else’s top-grade divine weapon with the Purple Sandblade, which was not even a lower-grade divine weapon.
As soon as Ye Mo raised his hand, the unbelievably ordinary Purple Blade disappeared from between his hands and landed in his dantian. The level of the Purple Slasher was no longer placed in the ring or the Golden Page world, but had to be constantly warmed up in his divine essence, only then would the level of the Purple Slasher continue to rise.
At this moment, Ye Mo was in a good mood, completely devoid of the troubled mood he was in when he fused the Violet Jaibao. He raised his hand and grabbed the red Dao-killing breath that he had imprisoned, which was refined from the Dao-killing spear by the Holy Flame Xiaoqing.
As soon as Ye Mo’s divine sense came into contact with this red Dao-killing breath, he immediately felt a terrifying violent killing intent. Although he had just sensed a hint of the Dao Dao rhythm from the upgraded purple, after all, he had only sensed it, and his true cultivation level was still a Dao Breeding Saint Emperor.
This red Dao killing aura almost stirred up Ye Mo’s sea of consciousness, Ye Mo hurriedly concentrated to deal with it, such a terrifying Dao killing aura was something Ye Mo had never seen before. Apparently the fire spirit Xiaoqing was right, the Dao-killing Gun had killed countless Dao-accredited Saints Emperors, and the killing intent of these Dao-accredited Saints Emperors had all been devoured by it, forming a red Dao-killing aura.
This killing dao was the dao of the Dao-slaying Gun, if Ye Mo did not refine and fuse the Dao-slaying Gun into the Violet Collection, it was possible that the Dao-slaying Gun would one day succeed in attaining the Dao and become the number one killing weapon in the universe and starry sky.
Ye Mo breathed out and continued to seal the red Dao-killing aura. He felt that he could not harness this aura right now, the killing intent in this Dao-killing aura was just a little too terrifying.
Ye Mo grabbed that grey breath again, and when his divine sense swept in, all sorts of mottled and unpleasant breaths swarmed in. Ye Mo didn’t drive these breaths out this time, he knew that the mottled breaths here were all breaths brought by some ancient great powers who had died under the Daoicide Gun. There were various memories and divine abilities and Dao rhythms of those ancient great powers intermingled here, and because of this, it appeared disorganised.
As a scattered cultivator without a sect or a master, this information was extremely important to Ye Mo, and as long as he sorted out these mottled and disorganized auras and discarded some of the useless ones, the rest would definitely be of great use to him.
Little Green had already been put away by Ye Mo, and the Golden Page world was once again quiet. Everyone had their own things to do, and Ye Mo was even more completely immersed in the process of separating the various breaths and filling his mind with all kinds of information.
After a few more years had pa*sed, the cloud of grey breath that swirled in front of Ye Mo’s eyes dissipated and disappeared. Some of the useless messy breaths were directly refined by Ye Mo, and some useful messages were all memorized by Ye Mo in his own mind at this time.
All kinds of divine spirit objects, dao fruits, chaos spirit objects ……
All kinds of top grade immortal materials, even innate materials ……
Dan recipes, weapon refining knowledge, formations, talisman dao, and the way to prove the dao ……
What came out of Ye Mo’s memory was not only these knowledge that he had never heard of before, but also those divine dao rhythms and perceptions of divine powers that only time can precipitate.
The surprise in Ye Mo’s heart was simply beyond words, he did not expect this cloud of grey breath to be so precious at all. To him, the value of this cloud of grey would not even be half a cent worse than the purple material that had the innate aura before, and even surpa*sed that purple material.
That was what he lacked, otherwise he wouldn’t have even heard of the Bright Heart, and at this point he believed that even if there was something he hadn’t seen before, it would be extremely rare.
From these messages he had received, he easily knew where he was, and his location was called the Dark Void. It was a dark space that intersected with the Void City, the Demon Realm, and the interface where the Phoenix Clan among the Demons was located.
But these were not important to Ye Mo, what was important was that he had received another, more important message. This message came from a man named Jasper Yuan, whose lifelong wish was to find Meng Burin, retrieve Meng Burin’s three golden pages of creation, and then go to a place in the void to put away a cloud of chaotic breath.
Ye Mo was not sure where Meng Burin died, but the three golden pages of creation were in Ye Mo’s hands after Meng Burin’s death, and Ye Mo couldn’t be clearer. The Chaos Breath is a kind of heaven and earth essence breath generated by the opening of the heavens and earth, once this kind of thing is exposed, it would be crazy for anyone to go after it.
That Jasper wanted to kill Meng Burin and snatch Meng Burin’s golden pages of creation because he did not have a chaotic world and could not collect that cloud of chaotic breath. But without knowing how, he died under the Daoicide Gun.
Ye Mo did not move, he had already taken out a jade pearl, and in just a few breaths of time, an incomparably vast void diagram was carved into the jade pearl by him. In this vast and incomparable void diagram, there was a golden bright spot, which was none other than the chaotic air ma*s in Jasper’s original memory.
