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Chapter 693: Chapter 693 Mo Province Chapter 693: Chapter 693 Mo Province Secret Realm exit, a group of people were furious.

The young demon king was too hateful, acting willfully and arrogantly, completely ignoring their existence.

No need to mention others, even the esteemed Sect Hierarchs were looking grim, wishing they could slap him to death, utterly outrageous!

“He dares to stay inside?

Pure nonsense!

He wants to lure us into hunting him down, how naive,” said an old woman dressed in golden Feather Cloak, she is the Clan Master of the Golden Luan Race.

The Sect Hierarchs’ eyes were profound, humiliated by the young demon king–Huang, publicly ridiculed, they felt utterly disgraced, their bodies shrouded in fog and killing intent.

The crowd was fervently discussing, the events today were too explosive, just a youth, provoking various schools, disregarding authority, truly audacious!

Without doubt, this was a storm.

In the coming days, young demon king Huang would become the focal point of discussions among the schools, a prominent figure in the higher realms.

Every spatial node signifies an inner chaotic void, very dangerous, rash entry could annihilate both body and soul!

Fortunately, with the Demonic Blood Ghost God Tree accompanying them, its cultivation profound, able to transform at will, currently in the form of a black-robed old man, conjuring a sphere of dark light, resisting the chaotic spatial currents.

Crossing such spaces, the passage was extremely unstable.

“Swish!”

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Here, the space was twisted, with various big cracks, a slight mishap could sever one’s body.

“Sss!”
Shi Hao gasped in shock, they moved along the unstable passage, spotting a thousand-zhang long Flood Dragon, definitely surpassing the Divine Fire Realm, but its body was ice-cold, the upper half of its body had been severed by a spatial crack, whereabouts unknown.

They moved quickly, surrounded by faint fog floating around, as if entering the primal chaos.

“Be careful!”
Ahead were blades of light, transformed by rules, capable of shredding Divine Spirits.

Nearby lay a heap of bones, the remains of those strong beings who perished unexpectedly while crossing the void.

A quarter of an hour later, Shi Hao was shocked to see a black ancient ship drenched in blood, drifting in the boundless void.

For some reason, upon seeing it, they were overwhelmed by panic, almost suffocating.

So oppressive, even as strong as they were, it felt as though they were enveloped by the shadow of death, as if they were about to perish.

“What is that?” Lord Fifteen frowned.

“Silence!” the Demonic Blood Ghost God Tree was very tense, hair standing on end, cautiously crossing through the spatial cracks, not uttering a word, quickly leading them away.

It was unclear how much time had passed before he finally exhaled, sweat breaking out on his body.

“I’ve heard from Primordial Heaven Supreme before, when crossing the void, if lost among these big cracks, the most dreaded encounters are blood-stained black ancient ships, fog-shrouded Chaos Palaces, and the miraculous Immortal Spring,” explained the Demonic Blood Ghost God Tree.

Those three things and scenes, eternally existent, extremely bizarre, even old Sect Hierarchs entering them would inevitably perish.

Today, they actually encountered a blood-stained black ancient ship, truly a stroke of “great luck,” fortunately, they were far enough not to approach closely, otherwise, it would have been perilous!

“Countless beings, very few have witnessed it, we too have experienced an extraordinary journey.”
Subsequently, no mishaps occurred, despite the unstable void, they had close shaves but managed to follow the “path” connected by this spatial node to its end.

Quickly, a flash of white light, they escaped from another unstable “node”, arriving in the external vast world.

Red Magma came into view, the scorching temperature almost enough to incinerate one to ashes, this was a volcanic range, waves of heat surging, the smell of sulfur pungent and biting.

Clearly, this was a desolate place, devoid of vegetation, lacking vitality, only containing smoking volcano craters, and massive mountains flowing with magma.

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“I bid farewell, this place is not suitable for me to stay long,” said the Demonic Blood Ghost God Tree, it was after all a plant, feeling very uncomfortable here.

“Elder, fare thee well!” Shi Hao clasped his hands, watching it break through the sky and leave.

“We got out just like that.” demonic deity mumbled to himself, a bit surreal, just a moment ago they were in the Five Elements State’s Minor Thousand World, now they’re probably millions of miles away.

What place is this, still in the same state they were before?

The grandfather and grandson duo were completely in the dark, having no sense of territory, clueless about where they were.

“I feel this place is not bad, it’s quite comfortable for me,” said the demonic deity, then dived headfirst into a volcano crater, red magma splashing around.

Shi Hao was startled, his grandfather really was audacious, plunging straight_into the mouth of the volcano, where it was swelteringly hot, the red magma boiling!

“Grandpa, are you alright?”
With a splash, the magma parted, the demonic deity popping out of the volcano’s mouth, as if bathing, his face flushed, and steam rising from his hair.

“I’m fine!” Lord Fifteen spoke, who had consumed the true blood of the Demon Lord, constantly harboring Yin energy within his body, only suppressed somewhat by strong drink, making it bearable.

In the secret realm, he practiced the dao of lightning further alleviating the pain, but ultimately not curing or removing it completely, soaking in magma felt relatively comfortable.

“Grandpa, I will definitely find for you Divine Spirit grade Little Devil Wine!” Shi Hao stated, perhaps only such high grade precious wine could remove the Yin energy.

“No worries, I feel lighter and more agile after cultivating the Thunder Emperor Technique, it will get better sooner or later,” the demonic deity said.

Shi Hao nodded and said, “Right, I’ll go explore what this place is first, then we’ll retreat and cultivate the secret technique from the second page of the Golden Paper.”
Then, they both set out to explore the area to figure out exactly where they were.

This was a very desolate plateau, vast in area, spanning tens of thousands of miles, and sparsely populated.

They traveled tens of thousands of miles before encountering some ordinary people.

The living conditions here were harsh, hardly any powerful creatures were seen, as this was not any sacred land for cultivation, lacking in Spiritual Medicine, and devoid of lakes and lush mountains.

It was truly desolate, the land barren, the vast plateau had no cultivation traditions.

“Mo Province!”
It turned out they were in Mo Province.

It was unclear how far it was from the Five Elements State.

Upon detailed inquiry, those ordinary people had no knowledge of the other major provinces.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the expanse of a single province was boundless, it was impossible to reach the end even after hundreds of generations.

Eventually, they came across a few Cultivators, though none of high cultivation levels.

From them, they learned some information.

Mo Province was so named because, in ancient times, it was a place of demons and constant wars, filled with rampant slaughter and ferocious energy.

The area spanning tens of thousands of miles was the Loess Plateau, lacking vegetation, which was due to ancient wars affecting the area.

A primordial power once spewed a flame that burned everything to the ground.

The ancestors and descendants were both shocked upon hearing this.

What level of cultivation was that?

A single breath of flame burning across tens of thousands of miles!

Moreover, another reason for naming it Mo Province was the Demon Kui Garden located within the province.

Upon hearing this, Shi Hao immediately revealed a look of surprise.

He had a deep enmity with this lineage, having fought fiercely in the Lower Realm, vowing to battle to the death, particularly as the Seven Gods Descending also involved control by that clan.

Moreover, he had even slain a young elite of the Demon Kui Garden in the Primordial Heaven Secret Realm!

The area was bleak, but this didn’t mean Mo Province lacked Spiritual Energy.

On the contrary, there were many schools and countless divine scenic mountains, especially in the area where the Demon Kui Garden was situated, constantly flowing with heavenly essence and auspicious brilliance.

This area of tens of thousands of miles was just a corner of Mo Province, lacking any powerful creatures.

The grandfather and grandson were very satisfied because this desolate plateau was truly perfect for seclusion, not having to worry about causing any disturbances.

“It’s a pity, it’s too far from the Five Elements State, separated by dozens of provinces, making it difficult to return!” Shi Hao sighed, after gathering information from multiple sources.

A single province was more expansive than combining all Eight Realms of the Lower World, with at least tens of millions of miles across, hard to imagine.

In recent days, within the volcanic cluster, lightning flashed and electric lights intertwined, presenting a shocking spectacle.

The grandfather and grandson were in seclusion, not worried about being disturbed, with only billowing dense smoke, boiling red Magma, and the pungent smell of sulfur around.

Both were meditating, each sitting at the mouth of a volcano, accompanied by red Magma and surrounded by swirling lightning, contemplating the second page of the Golden Paper.

In front of the demonic deity grew a purple grass, misted in Spiritual Energy, infinite lightning enveloping him with crackling sounds.

In front of Shi Hao grew a bamboo plant, only as thick as chopsticks, over two feet tall, entirely emerald green, emitting green light, also with rolling thunder.

These two plants were priceless, harvested by him from the Immortal Grave, consuming them could rapidly cultivate a kind of thunder technique.

This wasn’t the first time Shi Hao benefited, now studying the second page of the Golden Paper with his grandfather, using two plants while only having one left on his person.

The Thunder Emperor, mysterious and powerful, was said to be an Immortal, his knowledge profound and unfathomable!

And the two pages of Golden Paper were naturally world-shocking, once revealed, enough to drive all schools to frenzy, recording the highest laws of the dao of thunder!

Over several days, the purple grass and emerald bamboo rapidly diminished, the grandfather and grandson enveloped in electric light, eventually wrapped in characters, as if undergoing nirvana.

They transformed into two cocoons, formed by lightning!

Two more days passed, thunder soared to the skies, electric brilliance shocking, causing swathes of volcanoes to collapse, Magma splashing, the ground a terrifying fiery red.

“We’ve succeeded!” Shi Hao opened his eyes, his gaze gleaming sharply, shooting out lightning symbols, intensely piercing.

Beneath his feet, a tawny aura converged, seemingly forming a vast land, but it was actually lightning.

Then light and shadow emerged separately behind him, forming wings of light and dark, also made of thunder!

His understanding of the dao of lightning reached a terrifying level, the precious symbol of the Thunder Emperor all within his mind, ever-changing, all profundities within his grasp.

Shi Hao felt that if he entered the Primordial Heaven Secret Realm again, there would be no need to use Kun Peng’s technique; employing lightning alone would suffice to vanquish all adversaries.

This technique could rival Kun Peng’s technique, deemed an awe-inspiring Supreme Divine Skill that resounded through the ages!

Soon after, the demonic deity also came out of his seclusion, similarly reaping enormous benefits.

“Grandfather, I want to participate in the Three Thousand States Talent Battle, rumored to possess supreme opportunities.

It will be where Hundred Rivers Converge to the Sea, all elites of each race, including all Primordials, will gather,” Shi Hao said, eager to compete for creation.

“Child, I will reside in seclusion here, if you wish to find me in the future, come to this volcanic cluster,” the demonic deity spoke, intending to continue his cultivation here.

(To be continued.

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