Immortal Mortal

Once he observed that the three did not chase after him, Mo Wuji heaved a sigh of relief. While he did not fear them, it would still be better if they did not engage in combat. After all, he had not built his spirit, and Channel Opening Stage Level 12 was still in the Channel Opening Stage.

Now that the bomb in his hands was given away, he was very satisfied. The original plan was to throw the items into a sand crocodile’s mouth. Since these three guys had appeared, it saved him the effort of doing so.

The three items from Honest Qi definitely was nothing good, so since those three wanted to take advantage of him, then they’ld have to face the music from Honest Qi. He’ll just carry on finding the Sky Channel Flower.

As for whether those three guys would go after the Sky Channel Flower too, Mo Wuji did not worry. Because the possibility of that happening was pitifully small. As compared to other treasures, the Sky Channel Flower was nothing special. Not everyone was like him, wanting to open the 100th spirit channel.

Without anything to worry about anymore, Mo Wuji changed directions once again. This time, he really headed towards the location of the Sky Channel Flower.

No matter how dishonest Honest Qi was, the locations of various treasures on the thin booklet was still rather accurate.

Days passed, and Mo Wuji finally stopped before a large patch of dried up grass. There were broken walls everywhere, and dust covered all of them. Many different weeds grew within them, just like an ancient battleground, which had experienced the long passage of time.

Occasional whistling of the wind could be heard from the weeds, and as Mo Wuji’s spiritual will seeped into them, he discovered some skeletons amongst the grass and stone. There was nothing other than that. The brushing noises were probably caused by some passing wind.

At that moment, the sky had darkened already, and Mo Wuji looked towards a farther place. The location was almost completely covered with incomplete ruins and weeds, and the only way to pass through this area was to walk over the weeks and broken buildings. Going around them was not an option.

Only would he be able to find the Sky Channel Flower to advance to Spirit Building Stage by crossing over. After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to cross over this area of weeds and ruins. His desire for strength was simply too strong.

Something’s not right. The instant Mo Wuji took his first step, he could sense that something was up.

There were so many skeletons amongst the grass, and they were likely not the product of some coincidental battle. If it was not that, there was only one other reason, that the cultivators that tried to pass through the weeds all turned into skeletons.

Mo Wuji quickly retracted his leg, and reinspected the whole area in greater detail, from the weeds, to the broken walls, to the skeletons spread around.

Half an incense’s time later, he could see the full picture before him. The skeletons were not pale white, but had a tinge of grey in it, and in the grey colour, small black spots could be observed. Every skeleton was the same. There were no exceptions.

Grey skeletons were normal, but the black spots were definitely not normal. Every skeleton having the same black spots made it even more abnormal.

Was it poison?

Mo Wuji’s spiritual will spread down even further. Before it went down, a sense of danger rose in him. After all, there were no living things here, only skeletons.

As his spiritual will seeped beneath the ground, goosebumps rose up all over his body, and he became nauseated, almost vomiting instantly.

The stationary black and grey areas was not the ground at all, but layers of unknown worms. The topmost layer of worms appeared as though they were dirt from the ground, and they were linked up together densely, without making any movements. However, the worms below the surface were wriggling around furiously. It was really disgusting to the max.

This was too close a shave. If he did not have spiritual will, the moment he set foot on the ground, it would have meant his death.

What was Honest Qi doing? Since he made a map, why weren’t such dangers demarcated out? Wasn’t his intention to get others to find treasures for him?

Regardless of what Honest Qi’s intentions were, Mo Wuji could not bother. He immediately left the area, and traced the broken walls around the weeds for a good hour. As he moved, his spiritual will continued to scan the scary worms in within the weeds.