After enduring great hardship and long travels, Mo Wenjie and the women around him—Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuobai Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, Jin Can Xianzi, and Ling Xue—all reached the entrance of the mysterious seven-level sky crystal land as described in legends.
Far in the distance, a massive portal stood towering at over sixty paces, giving off an ominous azure glow that sent shivers down one's spine. This glow was deep and ethereal, as if it could swallow one's soul. Upon closer inspection, it became evident that this gate was intricately etched with ancient and complex runes. The lines of these runes were smooth and flowing, intertwining with one another to form a cryptic painting reminiscent of celestial script. Some twisted and coiled while others stretched straight, as if containing boundless mysteries and power. Each rune glowed faintly yet undeniably significant, adding to the solemnity of the entire gate.
Mo Wenjie and his companions stood quietly before the ancient and majestic gate, their gazes fixed directly on the world beyond. A brilliant array of colorful lights surged forth from the crevices of the gate like a tide, illuminating the ground beneath their feet. Within the glow, there were faintly visible strange patterns and mysterious symbols flickering, as if they were codes leading to another unknown dimension.
Their eyes widened, and their mouths slightly parted as they were deeply shaken by the magnificent and magical sight before them. The sensation was akin to confronting the greatest mystery of the universe, an overwhelming sense of reverence welling up uncontrollably within them. This emotion surged like a torrential wave, crashing wave after wave against their mental barriers, leaving them nearly breathless.
Upon this vast and boundless land, Mo Wenjie stood quietly, surrounded by a group of women with diverse charms—Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuobaying Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, and the mysterious and enchanting Jin Can Immortal. At this moment, all of them seemed overwhelmed by the sight before them and stood motionless for a time.
The gentle breeze brushed over the faces of everyone, bringing a slight chill, yet it failed to disrupt the tranquility. Ling Xue slightly raised her head and gazed towards the distance, muttering softly in her mouth: "Is this the dwelling place of the Northern Thunder King? It is truly extraordinary..." Her voice was gentle and melodious, as if she was afraid of disturbing this sacred land.
The others also snapped out of their reverie and began to carefully examine their surroundings. In the distance, the mountains undulated and the clouds shrouded them, creating a dream-like landscape. Ancient trees towered in the mountains, lush and green, with birds occasionally flitting through them, emitting sharp and melodious chirping sounds. Beneath their feet was a lush meadow with green grass as thick as carpets, blooming with flowers so vibrant it seemed like an ocean of color, dotted around with fragrant blooms that exhaled a refreshing scent.
In the face of such beauty, a sense of reverence rose within everyone. This place possessed not only the magnificent landscape crafted by nature's ingenious hands but also a mysterious power that defied description. Perhaps it was this very mysterious force that led the Northern Dharma King to choose this place as his residence.
As the others were immersed in the beauty of the scenery, Mo Wenjie was the first to approach the massive portal. He stretched out his hand, slowly drawing closer to the runes on the gate. At the instant his fingers touched the runes, a surge of electricity coursed through his body, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.
The women were alarmed and Ding Qingyao exclaimed: "Big Brother Mo, be careful!" However, Mo Wenjie merely waved his hand, feeling a force that flowed into his body from his arm, as if testing whether he was worthy to enter.
Suddenly, the runes shone brightly, and the gate slowly opened a crack, blowing out a chilly wind. Mo Wenjie took a deep breath and forcibly pushed the gate open.
The entrance led to an magnificent palace, emitting brilliant gold light. In the center of the palace, a towering divine statue stood, none other than the Northern Thunder King. The eyes of the statue emitted two beams of light that swept over the crowd.
Mo Wenjie stepped forward and respectfully bowed, "Young Mo Wenjie, accompanied by friends, comes to pay respects to the Lord, hoping for forgiveness of the intrusion."
The Northern Dharma King spoke, his voice like a great bell, deafening: "Why have you come?" Mo Wenjie replied calmly, "We seek your guidance on the path of cultivation and to explore the mysterious powers of this place." The King nodded slightly, and an extraordinary journey was about to begin.
The Northern Thunder King slowly raised his hand, and a gentle force lifted everyone up, carrying them into the palace. The walls of the hall were carved with images of various cultivation methods, lifelike and as if they were alive.
The King said: "This is the path of cultivation I have collected over the years. You may watch and ponder it at your own leisure. However, the mysterious power of this place can only be touched after passing through three tests."
After bowing in gratitude, Mo Wenjie led the women to spread out and examine the images on the walls. Mo Wenjie was so engrossed that he suddenly felt as if the characters in the pictures were coming to life, demonstrating profound techniques to him one by one.
The first test began as flames suddenly rose from the ground, rapidly increasing in temperature. Mo Wenjie activated his inner energy to fend off the heat, while also warning the women to support each other. The women unleashed their own magic, working together to withstand the extreme heat.
As the flames weakened, the second test followed swiftly as the surrounding space continually distorted and compressed. Mo Wenjie held tightly to Ding Qingyao by his side and loudly called out to the others to gather together, forming a protective shield to resist the power of the space.
Just as they thought they couldn't hold on any longer, the space returned to normal, and the third test appeared as countless illusions attacked them. Mo Wenjie had a resolute expression and led the women to counterattack the illusions, ultimately successfully passing through all three tests. The Northern Thunder King nodded in satisfaction and prepared to guide them in exploring the mysterious power.
The Northern Thunder King waved his hands, and a shimmering path appeared before them, glowing in seven colors. "Follow this path forward, and you will be able to touch the mysterious power. However, there are many dangers along the way. Do not be careless," the King advised with a serious expression.
Mo Wenjie stepped into the passage first, followed by the women. As soon as they entered, they felt a powerful suction pulling at their bodies, as if to tear their souls from their shells. Mo Wenjie gathered his concentration and stabilized his form with his cultivation techniques, and the women imitated him.
As they advanced, the sides of the passage suddenly sprung up numerous ghostlike black shadows, snarling and lashing out. Mo Wenjie shouted loudly, and pushed out his powerful martial energy with both hands. The women also unleashed their skills. Although there were many black shadows, they could not get close to the group.
When nearly reaching the end, a dazzling white light appeared in front of them, within which the mysterious power lay. However, there were flashes of lightning within the white light. Mo Wenjie gritted his teeth and charged forward. After hesitating for a moment, the women followed him in. Following a flash of lightning and thunder, they broke through the barrier and felt the mysterious power. It was a warm yet boundless force that enveloped them all around. Mo Wenjie knew that their cultivation bases would receive a significant boost as a result of this mystical power.
Mo Wenjie felt the surging of power within his body, knowing this was an excellent opportunity for a breakthrough. He looked at the women and saw that they were also immersed in the nourishment of this mysterious force.
At this moment, the Northern Thunder King once again spoke: "Although this power can help you improve, it also requires careful utilization. Do not let your thoughts become corrupt." Mo Wenjie answered respectfully.
Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and an evil aura spread. It was the demonic cultivator who had been lusting after this mysterious power and had sensed the anomaly here. Mo Wenjie's eyes flashed with determination, and he stood alongside the women. The demonic cultivator appeared and laughed maniacally: "How can something as good be without me?"
Mo Wenjie showed no fear and said, "This mysterious power now belongs to us, and you shall not even think of it." With that, he initiated the attack first, and the women also unleashed their treasures. Though the demonic cultivator was powerful, Mo Wenjie and his companions had just gained an enhancement in their strength. After a fierce battle, the demonic cultivator began to lose ground. Finally, Mo Wenjie used his ultimate move to defeat and drive back the demonic cultivator.
One could see the majestic and golden-clad Northern Thunder King with a smile, nodding slightly in approval. His booming and gentle voice echoed in the air: "Your performance today is truly outstanding, serving as an example of righteousness. May you always uphold the path of righteousness, remember your original intentions, and not be led astray by worldly matters."
Mo Wenjie respectfully bowed and made a fist, with the women behind him also kneeling in reverence, unisonly replying: "Thank you for your guidance, King! We shall surely remember it to heart and dare not slacken our efforts." Afterward, Mo Wenjie led this group of spirited women slowly to their feet and turned back towards the path they had come.
As Mo Wenjie and the others' figures gradually disappeared in the distance, each step they took seemed firm and powerful. For they knew that although this mission had been completed successfully, the path ahead was still long and full of unknown difficulties and obstacles. However, facing these impending challenges, they showed no fear, only that steadfast belief and resolve to uphold righteousness.
After leaving the residence of the Northern Thunder King, the journey of Mo Wenjie and his companions remained peaceful and uneventful. However, as they approached the mountain range where their own sect was located, they sensed an ominous atmosphere. The once serene and tranquil forest now exuded a faint scent of blood.
The group hastened their pace to reach their sect's residence and found it in disarray, covered in signs of battle. It turned out that while they were out seeking the mysterious power, a hidden evil cult had launched a surprise attack on their sect.
Mo Wenjie clenched his fists, his eyes filled with anger. The women were also filled with righteous indignation, and they decided to investigate the traces of the cult. After gathering information from various sources, they learned that the cult had fled to an abandoned ancient mine shaft.
The group hurriedly headed to the ancient mine shaft, where it was dimly lit and damp, exuding a chilling cold. Mo Wenjie took the lead and plunged deeper into the shaft when he suddenly heard a chilling laugh. The leader of the cult emerged, crazily laughing: "You've come at the perfect time. We didn't get the mysterious power last time, so this time we'll make up for it with your lives."
Mo Wenjie scoffed coldly: "You have committed countless evils, and today is your day of reckoning." He spoke, and the two sides clashed once more. Relying on his previous enhancement and steadfast conviction, Mo Wenjie and the women fought with increasing vigor, ultimately successfully eliminating the cult, avenging their sect and then setting out again on their journey to protect righteousness.
