Chapter 620: Brother Shen, You’re My Lifesaver

The two men wore robes of blue and white.

Cloud patterns were embroidered on their chests and sleeves.

Shen Mo recognized these robes — they were worn by cultivators from Flowing Cloud Hall of Liuyun Island.

Moreover, only trusted subordinates of Song Zhenfei were qualified to wear them.

When the two spotted Shen Mo from afar, they were overjoyed and immediately rushed forward.

“Island Master Shen! We’ve finally waited for your return!”

“Our Island Master Song has been constantly thinking of you, unable to eat or sleep. You’re finally back!”

The two were brimming with enthusiasm.

Only after hearing their words did Shen Mo suddenly understand.

It turned out Song Zhenfei, grateful for having his life saved, had specially sent people to wait here.

Unexpectedly, Shen Mo had been gone for several months before returning.

They had worried themselves sick.

“I was held up by matters outside. I made Brother Song worry.”

“I’ll head to Liuyun Island right away.”

Shen Mo chuckled helplessly.

“No need, no need. We’ve already sent word to Island Master Song — he’s on his way right now.”

One of the cultivators said seriously.

No sooner had he spoken than a stream of light appeared on the horizon.

Then came Song Zhenfei’s hearty, booming laughter.

“Brother Shen! You’re finally back!”

Song Zhenfei looked at the young cultivator before him with deep emotion.

When they first met, it was Shi Tianhao who had brought Shen Mo to him.

He had thought, since Shen Mo was a friend of Shi Tianhao’s, then he must be a friend of his as well.

Who would have thought that not long after, Shi Tianhao would try to shift the danger away from himself and use him to delay Yin Zanghua’s pursuit?

Fortunately, Shen Mo had left him a warning before departing.

If not for that, with Yin Zanghua’s strength as one of the Eighteen Cave Masters, he would likely have died horribly, dismembered without a trace.

Song Zhenfei spoke solemnly, “Shen Mo! Brother Shen! You are my lifesaver!”

“From now on, whatever you ask of me, I will do it without hesitation.”

Shen Mo laughed. “Brother Song, no need for this. You are a good man, and I only did what I should have.”

The two conversed for quite a while.

Only when the sun had set did Song Zhenfei reluctantly take his leave.

Before departing, he invited Shen Mo to visit Liuyun Island sometime soon so he could host a proper feast in his honor.

Shen Mo had never been fond of banquets and politely declined.

“Finally back to Qingxuan Island.”

In the underground cultivation chamber of Qingxuan Island, Shen Mo exhaled a turbid breath and smiled slightly.

He immediately took out the Crimson Sun Scripture.

This sacred artifact had been imprinted with Shi Tianhao’s divine sense.

He now needed to erase that imprint and perform a blood-refining ritual to claim it anew.

However, this was not a difficult task for Shen Mo.

Moreover, there was still plenty of time before the opening of the Azure Supreme’s abode. He had ample time to refine and nurture this sacred artifact.

Shen Mo stirred his soul and easily wiped away the divine sense imprint.

Next came the process of dripping blood to claim ownership.

This part was slower.

While waiting for the ritual to complete, Shen Mo opened the Crimson Sun Scripture and began studying it intently.

He sat in silence, like a statue.

The only thing that moved was his eyes.

Several days later, a flash of insight gleamed in his gaze.

He suddenly stood up.

His fist involuntarily struck forward.

In the next moment, a blood-colored phantom of a dragon arm abruptly appeared.

The arm was covered in densely packed, overlapping blood-red dragon scales.

Muscles bulged, and killing intent surged.

Boom!

With one punch, the wall suddenly collapsed.

Fragments of stone sprayed in all directions.

Shen Mo looked closely.

Fine cracks had appeared across the cultivation chamber’s walls.

They spread outward like a spider web in all directions.

Shen Mo revealed a look of astonishment.

The cultivation chamber’s walls were built with extremely hard stone.

Song Zhenfei had spared no expense, even mixing in a substantial amount of Cloud Mica Divine Iron.

Cloud Mica Divine Iron was a lower Heaven-grade treasure.

It was incomparably tough.

Even a Nirvana Realm cultivator with fifty Dao patterns striking at full force wouldn’t be able to leave a mark on it.

At the very least, it would take a cultivator like Yin Zanghua striking with all her might to create cracks.

Though the walls weren’t entirely forged from Cloud Mica Divine Iron, merely mixed with it—

Their durability was still far beyond what ordinary cultivators could damage.

Even Shen Mo at full strength in the past could only leave a faint white mark.

But now, he had actually managed to strike out cracks!

“Burning Blood Dragon Fist—truly formidable!”

Shen Mo exhaled a deep breath and revealed a satisfied smile.

However, he immediately noticed the technique’s flaw.

This move consumed a massive amount of blood essence and vitality.

It could only be considered a last-resort trump card when there was no path forward or back.

By Shen Mo’s estimation, if executed properly, even Yin Zanghua might be severely injured by it.

“And then there’s the Tyrant Dragon Fist. I might as well study it too.”

Shen Mo took out the giant shell.

Gently tracing the ancient and intricate dragon-shaped script etched upon it, he resumed his comprehension.

Time flew.

Years slipped by.

In the blink of an eye, five years passed.

On the martial platform of Qingxuan Island—

Illusions flickered.

These phantoms had no facial features, but wielded a wide variety of weapons:

Sabers, spears, swords, halberds; axes, maces, hooks, forks—

There was no weapon they couldn’t use.

Further away, some phantoms gathered power, executing martial techniques from a distance.

A lone figure surged like a raging dragon breaking out from the sea, handling the encirclement of layered illusions with ease.

Fist winds roared, dragon might surged!

Any phantom he touched was instantly obliterated.

“Final move—Platinum Dragon Fist!”

The agile figure shouted lowly.

A fist blazed past at extreme speed.

Before the three distant illusions could even unleash their techniques, they were struck and annihilated on the spot, shattering into countless motes of light.

“Hoo…”

Shen Mo let out a long breath and calmed himself.

These illusions were generated by the Thousandfold Phantom Combat Array.

He had found the array in Luo Yan’s storage pouch after killing her.

It was a mid-grade Heaven-tier formation.

Its purpose was to create phantoms for cultivators inside the array to hone their martial skills.

The illusions were quite intelligent and could form formations.

They used all sorts of weapons and martial techniques.

Luo Yan had even recorded many techniques from the Heavenly Talisman Sect and the Blood God Demon Court into it.

Clearly, she had intended to bring it back to Xuanyin Cave Heaven to train her own forces.

This type of array, if sold in the Falling Star Sea, would easily fetch fifty million supreme-grade spirit stones.

For top-tier forces like Hidden Dragon Island, Sun Moon Sect, and the Rare Treasure Alliance, it was the perfect tool for training disciples.

With it, their disciples could continuously accumulate combat experience, gaining an edge when facing real enemies.

But now, it had fallen into Shen Mo’s hands.

“Seventy-one Dao patterns.”

Shen Mo observed his divine palace inwardly, counting the Dao patterns on his Primal Elephant manifestation, Undying River manifestation, and Blazing Heaven Eye manifestation. A smile appeared on his lips.

Though he had only seventy-one Dao patterns—

When combined with his cultivation techniques, martial skills, divine weapons, and even heaven-and-earth treasures like his exotic flame—

He could now face Yin Zanghua again without hiding his aura or resorting to deception.

He could simply show his strength openly.

And Yin Zanghua would respectfully negotiate with him.

With power laid bare—she’d have no choice but to agree.

“According to the life panel’s description, the Azure Supreme’s abode should open this year, right?”

Shen Mo looked inward at his life panel.

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