674 Sowing Discord (1/2)
The monstrous beasts killed during the task could still increase one's cultivation. There were countless monstrous beasts in the stone ocean and demon forest. For them, it was equivalent to a rare hunting ground. Once a human practitioner's cultivation reached their normal level, the number of monstrous beasts that they had to kill if they wanted to improve further was too many.
With Mo Wen's current cultivation, if he wanted to step forward and reach the later stage of the Golden Elixir Realm, he needed the power of starlight. He would need the total sum of the power of starlight that he had collected up until now. It could be said that only with the power from killing four Beast Kings could he possibly go up a rank.
Also, even if Mo Wen reached the later stage of the Golden Elixir Realm, his Inner Qi cultivation still could not compare to that of a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
Becoming a Martial Arts Grandmaster was a watershed moment for ancient martial art practitioners. In the ancient martial arts world, there were probably quite a few ancient martial art practitioners who had the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir Realm cultivation, but Martial Arts Grandmasters were rare. A sect with one Martial Arts Grandmaster could be called a large sect.
For ancient martial art practitioners whose cultivation had reached the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir Realm, if they wanted to improve further and reach the level of Martial Arts Grandmaster, the power of starlight that they would need would be immense.
Even the white-robed woman whose cultivation was closest to that of a Martial Arts Grandmaster would still need the power from killing at least three Beast Kings if she wanted to improve further and reach the level of Martial Arts Grandmaster,
Of course, this was only a comparison. The white-robed woman was not an ancient martial art practitioner, but an immortal cultivator. However, in terms of realm, there was little difference between immortal cultivators and ancient martial art practitioners. The Golden Elixir Realm of immortal cultivators was almost the same as the Golden Elixir Realm of ancient martial art practitioners.
However, among immortal cultivators, there did not exist the level of Martial Arts Grandmaster. For immortal cultivators, before the Primordial Soul Realm, as long as they had yet to coalesce a Primordial Soul, no matter how powerful they were, they could only be considered to be of the Golden Elixir Realm.
Mo Wen slaughtered monstrous beasts along his way. Within six hours, they had to traverse a thousand kilometers, reaching the other end of the stone ocean and demon forest.
In the minds of each Human Warrior, they had a set of coordinates that allowed them to locate the spot very precisely. They did not need to worry about getting lost in the stone ocean and demon forest.
Mo Wen pointed his finger and a beam of black light flashed, directly penetrating more than ten monstrous beasts. The monstrous beasts were all turned into ice sculptures.
Time gradually passed. In the blink of an eye, two hours had gone by. Mo Wen had already traversed more than five hundred kilometers. Among the seven, he was not the fastest. There were three others in front of him: the white-robed woman, the leader of the Ghost Lair and the cultivation rich Tan Qiyue. There were also three people behind him. However, they were not far behind— no more than fifty kilometers separated them from Mo Wen.
The first stage of the task was not a difficult feat for human ancient martial art practitioners with cultivation at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir Realm.
However, Mo Wen also discovered that the further they made their way through the sea of beasts, the more powerful the monstrous beasts that they encountered were. Their numbers did not decrease, but their ranks kept increasing. At first, among a hundred monstrous beasts, there would only be one seventh-rank monstrous beast. Right now, there were at least thirty.
Mo Wen was happy instead of being surprised. The higher the rank of the monstrous beasts, the faster his cultivation would increase. The faster the increase, the greater the improvement. For him, the first stage should not pose any difficulty. Even if there was a Beast King blocking them later on, he believed that he could break through.
When the group slaughtered their way to the far side of the forest, the monstrous beasts became more and more powerful. Later on, among the monstrous beast pack, there were almost no monstrous beasts below the seventh rank.
They had already traversed more than nine hundred kilometers. They were just fifty kilometers away from the goal.
But at this stage, not only did all of the monstrous beasts have seventh rank cultivation, but many were also at the pinnacle of the seventh rank. The group's speed finally slowed down.
Only four hours had passed. There was still quite some time before the six hours were up.
Mo Wen intentionally did not press forward anymore. Instead, he chose a spot to stop, trying his best to kill the monstrous beasts to increase his own cultivation.
Right now, he also realized that in this stage, the Tower Spirit did not seem to be making things difficult for them. Instead, it seemed to be giving them an opportunity to kill monstrous beasts and increase their cultivation. The next stage would most likely be the true trial.
Mo Wen was not the only one to stop. The white-robed woman and Ghost Lair leader in front also seemed to slow down in unison. They tried their best to reduce their speed and kill more monstrous beasts.
With them slowing down, the people at the rear caught up. Unknowingly, the seven of them had gathered together again.
Gao Hanshan looked at Mo Wen in astonishment. He had tried his best to catch up along the way, but he was still so much slower than Mo Wen. If they had the same cultivation, he most likely would not be a match for this youth.
Lan Zhongzhi followed behind Gao Hanshan. Everywhere he passed, Cold Qi swept past, turning monstrous beasts into ice sculptures one after another. Although the Tower Spirit restricted his cultivation, it did not restrict his martial arts method realm. He had practiced the Cold Water Cloud Technique to the highest realm. His Cold Qi was also extremely powerful.
Among the seven of them, Bu Xingyi was the weakest in both ability and cultivation. He only caught up fifteen minutes after the others arrived.
The few of them had a tacit understanding with one another. Without interacting with each other, they focused on killing monstrous beasts, trying their best to kill as many as they could, causing their own cultivation to become more powerful.
When there were just fifteen minutes remaining, only then did all of them continue pressing forward.
They swept through the forest. When they were just ten kilometers away, able to almost see the goal in the distance, a dark beast shadow came surging towards them. The monstrous beasts actually all had the pinnacle of the seventh rank cultivation. There were even quite a few Beast Kings among them.
Mo Wen's expression stiffened. There was not just one or two pinnacle of the seventh rank monstrous beasts, but hundreds and thousands of them. There were even Beast Kings among them. It would not be easy to break through. A careless mistake would very likely end up with their lives ending here.
Aside from Nangong Mingzhu and Chu Yuan whose expressions remained unchanged, the expressions of the other four turned ugly. The difficulty of the final stretch was actually so high.