The broken sword fell to the ground. Du Fei's immortal robe, sword, and the twenty Immortal Slaying Gems all lost their light.
Du Fei was shocked.
He didn't do it on purpose, but the three immortal equipment's reaction.
Du Fei cried as Li Mo walked to the broken sword, "Bro Mo, don't!"
Li Mo bent down to pick up the broken sword.
If it weren't for Du Fei's immortal equipment, Li Mo would've taken it head on. The sword was powerful, but it was damaged. Li Mo was confident he could take it head-on.
But now, with the last of its power drained from fighting Du Fei's immortal equipment, it was no longer a threat to Li Mo.
Li Mo said, "An immortal equipment refined from profound silver iron. If it wasn't damaged, we would've been dead the moment it attacked."
"This thing is so scary. It almost killed me," Ye Xiaolu said, panting.
Li Mo released Su Qingyi's soul. She hovered in the air for a long time before regaining her form.
Li Mo put the broken sword in his Star Ring and the four skeletons fell to the ground, their remains disappearing without a trace.
Ye Xiaolu shuddered at the sight of this strange scene.
"What happened to them?
W-why is there nothing left? "
"The reason they are able to maintain half of their bodies is because of the last bit of power contained within the broken sword. It is their obsession. They have waited for an unknown number of years, all for the sake of giving their opponents the final blow."
Li Mo said, "Alas, in the face of time, their methods are meaningless."
Ye Xiaolu shuddered, "Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years later … will we be the same?"
Li Mo smiled, "A mortal's lifespan is only a hundred years. To cultivate for thousands or tens of thousands of years is already a pretty good result. Do you really want to live forever?"
"Even if we can't live forever, at least … we can't end up like them. What is this?
Who remembers their names?
Who knows their stories? "
"In the endless years, the number of geniuses buried by time are as many as the hairs on a cow. Even the invincible, how many of them can leave their names behind?"
Ye Xiaolu paled.
Li Mo bowed in the direction of the four skeletons.
Du Fei ran in front of Li Mo, holding the Seven-Star Immortal Sword.
He had also sensed the danger just now. His actions were self-evident.
Ye Xiaolu snorted when she saw this. "This cowardly fatty sure is loyal to you."
Madam Ning followed Du Fei without a word, her eyes lifeless.
Ye Xiaolu moved closer to him.
"Well, Little Mo, do you think there are living immortals or complete immortal artifacts in this place?
Right, what do you mean by Sacred artefacts? "
"A Saint Artifact is a supreme divine artifact second only to an Emperor Artifact. Strictly speaking, the three items on Du Fei's body can only be considered Saint Artifacts."
"A Sacred artefact is inferior to an Immortal artefact?"
"There's no comparison at all."
"Hey, keep talking. I love listening."
"I don't like to talk."
"Tsk!"
Ye Xiaolu gnashed her teeth and made a beheading gesture at Li Mo.
Ever since she was small, it had always been others spoiling her. She would've lost it by now.
They traveled for hundreds of li. If this were Earth, it would've taken them three days and three nights. But here, the sky never changed. It was always bright.
The scenery in front of him gradually changed.
More and more skeletons, broken weapons, and armors appeared.
Li Mo knelt before a complete skeleton and bowed thrice.
Ye Xiaolu leaned in, "Do you know them or do you think they're your ancestors?"
Li Mo glanced at her, scaring her into silence.
"I worship human ancestors. I don't know them, but in terms of bloodline, calling them ancestors isn't a problem."
Ye Xiaolu looked to the left and saw a creature with a human lower body and six skeletal arms. She followed Li Mo's example and bowed a few times.
Li Mo's voice drifted over, "That's the Hexahand race. They've been humanity's archenemy since ancient times. And judging from their positions, it's highly likely the Hexahand race's sneak attack killed the human ancestor. But this human ancestor was also amazing, piercing the Hexahand race's head with his last strike."
Ye Xiaolu looked at the Hexahand race's skull. Wasn't that right? There was a hole in the back of its head.
"You're such an infuriating brat. You only said it after I bowed!" Ye Xiaolu kicked the Hexahand race's skeleton and it crumbled to the ground.
Tong ~
A blue light rose from the Hexahand race's skeleton. Ye Xiaolu jumped in fright and jumped behind Li Mo, using him as a shield.
"Soul crystal?"
Li Mo was startled. He walked to the shining object and grabbed it.
It was a blue gem the size of a fingernail.
"What's a soul crystal?"
"There's a very low probability that a level seven expert will produce a soul crystal after death. That's a very rare material, and it's a top quality material for equipment forging. It's also an essential material for precious, saint, and immortal items."
"Soul crystals are hidden in skulls. Before they are discovered, soul energy is stored within them. As a result, soul crystals can exist for a much longer period of time than other materials. However, once soul crystals are discovered, their lifespan will be greatly shortened."
"Is this crystal valuable?"
"A soul crystal is priceless. It can't be measured with money."
"Doesn't that mean I'll get more if I keep kicking the bones?"
"That's for sure. This time, it's more like you got lucky. The soul crystal is hidden in the skull, and before it leaves the skull, the soul energy is stored inside. However, the problem is that the skull hasn't decayed. But under normal circumstances, the skull would only need a hundred years to be severely decayed. The reason why the soul crystal of the Hexahand Clan exists is because a human ancestor sent a wisp of energy into its skull. As a result, the skull mutated and protected the soul crystal. That's why it has been preserved for such a long time."
"Such a coincidence is rare. It's not something you can do just because you want to. It requires many fortuitous encounters …"
Thump!
Li Mo didn't get to finish when Ye Xiaolu kicked another skeleton.
"As long as it's not a human, I can kick it, right?"
Li Mo was silent …
After death, no matter how invincible and insufferably arrogant these skeletons were when they were alive, after death, even an ant could easily climb onto their bodies and trample on them at will.
Du Fei, the panda, and Madam Ning walked together, picking up the broken magic weapons.
Whitey and Su Qingyi were at the very back of the group.
Everyone picked up the Dharma artifacts as they moved forward. Of the ten Dharma artifacts they picked up, nine and a half had completely decayed, but there were a few that still retained a little bit of spiritual essence.
These magic weapons were useless in other people's hands. But in Li Mo's, they were of great use. The Fortune of Heaven and Earth Art's refining art was unparalleled. Even the tiniest bit of spirituality left in a magic weapon could be easily extracted.