Chapter 784: The Shocking Mo Qingge
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Mo Wen had always wondered why Mo Qingtian would ask him to join Huatian Palace and take so much care of him. Could it be only because he came from the Freak Dormitory and was highly talented? However, the others from the Freak Dormitory were not invited to join the Huatian Palace. It was only now that Mo Wen understood that it was because of Mo Qingge. It was evident that it was Mo Qingge who wanted him to join Huatian Palace.
“Are you all prepared?” Mo Qingge asked lightly, glancing at the people below her.
“We are prepared.” The veterans of the Senate all nodded gravely. Mo Qingge’s words had another layer of meaning to them. The mission they were going on was very dangerous. She was asking if they had prepared their funeral matters. This was a tradition of the Huatian Palace. Should anyone go on missions that were too dangerous, they would settle their funeral matters before they set off.
Mo Qingge nodded when she heard their responses. “Since you are all prepared, then let’s begin.”
She waved her sleeves and disappeared slowly from where she stood. A ray of light shone down on earth and immediately enveloped everyone.
Mo Wen felt his sight go blurry. In the next moment, he appeared in a cave. He glanced at his surroundings and realized they were familiar. He was at the bottom of the cave that he had barged into on his last mission. The three experts from the Ghost Lair had set up their ambush here. Everyone, including the elderly members of the Senate, had all appeared in the cave.
“What powerful cultivation.” Mo Wen was extremely shocked. Mo Qingge had just waved her hand and everyone had been transported to the cave. They had traveled seven or eight miles but he had not felt anything. Furthermore, she had not just brought one person but an entire group. What was Mo Qingge’s cultivation level? How could she do something like that?
The most powerful immortal cultivator Mo Wen had seen was a branch leader of the Divine Pill Sect. His cultivation level was at the Tide Changing Realm. Even that branch leader would not have been able to transport people over such a long distance so easily.
“Where is the Ten Thousand Soul Banner?” Mo Qingge floated about one meter up in the air. She looked past the crowd and at Mo Wen.
“Mo Qingge!”
Mo Wen laughed bitterly. He took out a banner that had black mist rolling around it from his medicine spiritual ring and passed it to Mo Qingge. The banner was surrounded by black mist and emitted a Yin Qi. Endless hysterical cries and wails could be heard from the banner, and one could vaguely make out ghosts escaping from it. However, they were sucked back in by a mysterious force. The cycle continued and spirits appeared and disappeared from the banner.
The Ten Thousand Soul Banner was a heretic object. It was a famous magical instrument of the heretic forces and was commonly seen in the Underworld. The object collected souls of immortal cultivators and then concocted them into malicious ghosts, constantly increasing the power of the instrument.
Mo Wen’s Ten Thousand Soul Banner had more than ten thousand souls in it. There were 500 angry souls belonging to immortal cultivators. There were also five main souls in it that were of the Primordial Soul Realm. Concocting a Ten Thousand Soul Banner required an unimaginable amount of effort. This was also perhaps why ordinary ghost immortal cultivators could not concoct it.
Mo Wen had discovered the reason Mo Qingtian wanted his Ten Thousand Soul Banner on the way here.
The cleft space the Ghost Lair had discovered was at the bottom of this cave. Such spaces had no owners, and it was easy to take control of a space should one discover the entrance.
However, when the Ghost Lair discovered the cleft space, they put a large amount of effort into fixing and stabilizing it. In order to prevent accidents from happening, they even brought out the most powerful treasure they had, which was a true Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
Their Ten Thousand Soul Banner had absorbed the souls of ten thousand immortal cultivators. There were too many souls in the banner that had cultivation that was of the Primordial Soul Realm and above to be counted. There were souls that in there that had even higher cultivation states. It was comparable to the most powerful spiritual treasure. Mo Wen’s Ten Thousand Soul Banner was nowhere near as powerful.
The Ten Thousand Soul Banner turned into ten thousand miles of dark clouds and enveloped the entire space, completely blocking all the entrances. It kept the space solid and sturdy.
Should the people of Huatian Palace break into the cleft space, they would engage the defenses of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and alert the people of the Ghost Lair who were inside the space. Then, it would be extremely difficult for the people of Huatian Palace to enter.
The Ghost Lair might even sacrifice themselves in order to ensure that the plan would succeed. They might split the cleft space from the main space and sink completely into nothingness. Then, members of the Huatian Palace would not be able to find the cleft space even if they wanted to. As such, they had asked for Mo Wen’s Ten Thousand Soul Banner, just in case.
Even though Mo Wen’s Ten Thousand Soul Banner was far from the spiritual treasure Ten Thousand Soul Banner, they came from the same source. It would not attract the attention and retaliation of the spiritual treasure Ten Thousand Soul Banner if they were to use it to open the cleft space. At the same time, they would also be able to hide from the Ghost Lair and enter the cleft space secretly.
“You are really a lucky star.” Mo Qingge glanced at Mo Wen thoughtfully, her distant gaze having changed a little. Mo Wen had given her a soul nurturing jade when she had trouble with the Massacre. He was now helping out with his Ten Thousand Soul Banner and solved a problem that had caused even her grief.
“You really have hidden depths.” Mo Wen laughed self-deprecatingly. He had wanted to help Mo Qingge solve her problem with the Massacre’s Host but had not expected Mo Qingge to be such a formidable character. Had all that earlier showing off he had done been in front of an expert?
Mo Qingge had such powerful cultivation levels but could not solve the Massacre’s Host problem. Mo Wen now had a better idea of how terrifying the Massacre’s Host was. He feared that with his ability, he would not be able to defeat such a terrifying thing.
Mo Qingge stretched out her hand and the Ten Thousand Soul Banner appeared there. She pointed at it with her fingers and ripples appeared. The previously-quiet space seemed like a lake that someone had thrown a rock into. The ripples spread outward.
Suddenly, a black and white ripple appeared before everyone. The changes in the cleft space were unpredictable and constant. It was as if there was an unending number of secrets inside and no one could tell the principle of the cleft.
Mo Wen laughed bitterly and silently. Who would have thought that there was a cleft space hidden in a place like this? Other than powerful forces like Huatian Palace and the Ghost Lair, an ordinary person would not be able to find it. No wonder he thought he had come for nothing the last time he was here.
Mo Qingge flicked her finger and with a whoosh, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner turned into a black shadow. It slipped through the cleft in an instant.
Then, black mist started to waft out of the cleft and formed a large door. The door was also surrounded by black mist, and there was a skull on the lintel of the door.
“Enter,” Mo Qingge ordered and flew toward the door.
The people from Huatian Palace joined her. Every time someone passed through the skull door, their body would disappear in the black mist.
The black mist before them spread and after about 10 seconds, Mo Wen could finally start to clearly see what was in front of him. However, before he could completely make out his surroundings, his heart filled with coldness. He was freezing.
Ever since he had reached the eighth level of the Nine Yang and Nine Yin Divine Techniques, he had never felt hot nor cold. Even martial arts grandmasters who cultivated in the Cold Techniques could not make him feel like this.
“What thick Yin Qi.”
Mo Wen swept his eyes across his surroundings. He realized that he was surrounded by a dark empty space. Green gas flowed around the space. The gas was pure Yin Qi. Could this be why he felt cold in this space?
This space should not be too big. On the surface, it looked as if one could not see the end to this space. However, Mo Wen knew that it was just a visual effect. If he used his deified soul to sense his surroundings, he was able to quickly perceive the edges around the space.
The space was probably about the size of a city. There was an area in the center with a large palace in the ancient Huaxia style. It was particularly solemn and graceful.
The people of Huatian Palace entered the space and an ear-piercing siren immediately rang out from the palace. The people from the Ghost Lair had discovered them!
Crash!
The air grew heavy suddenly. An enormous force fell from above, enveloping everyone.
This was the first time Mo Wen had experienced such a terrifying force. He almost fell flat due to the invisible force.
Fortunately, Mo Qingge released rays of light. Wherever the light touched, the powerful force disappeared.
“Damn it. B*stards from the Huatian Palace. How did you all get in?” An anxious and angry voice rang in the dark. Then, a ball of black mist slowly gathered in the air. It twisted around and a fat old man with a large belly appeared above everyone.
The old man glanced at everyone below, b and his expression turned extremely grave. There were ten auras below that were just as powerful as his.
“Charge!”
Mo Qingge did not say anything but that one word. An incomparable killing intention flowed out of her, scaring the fat old man so much that he backed away by about a hundred meters.
“This person is Chu Hun, a leader of the Ghost Lair. We have history. Let me deal with him.” An elder in blue walked out from amongst the people of Huatian Palace. His robes fluttered behind him and he moved quickly. It was obvious that he was an immortal cultivator of the Primordial Soul Realm.
“You damned b*stards. I did not expect you all to find your way here and enter right under my nose.” A figure slowly materialized in the air. The person was two meters tall and was very muscular. The clouds in the sky rolled the moment he appeared.
He was a middle-aged man wearing a white robe. He looked rough and menacing. However, what was surprising was that there was a blood moon in his eyes. There was also a crack between his eyes that looked like a closed, vertical eye. The person was holding an ancient mirror in his left hand and a black banner in his right. His eyes were fixed on Mo Qingge from the moment he appeared.
The expressions of the veterans of the Huatian Palace all changed when they saw the man. They all knew him. He was the Grand Commander of the Ghost Lair and was a very powerful person. His cultivation levels were shocking and he could kill them with just a finger.
“How did you all find us?” the middle-aged man asked curiously. The cleft space was very well hidden but had been discovered by Huatian Palace.
“Grand Commander Chu Xiao, you all have been acting so flagrantly right under Huatian Palace’s nose. Do you think we are all blind?” Mo Qingge said lightly.
“You are Mo Qingge. I know you. You are at the peak of your career at Huatian Palace. It is said that even that old fogey Jing Que has to respect you.”
The blood moon in Chu Xiao’s eyes shone brightly. Cold air swirled in the wind. He was focused only on Mo Qingge and to him it seemed that no one else was worth mentioning.