791: Roulette of Death

While Fairy Hua Yu was performing the Five-Colored Mysterious Light,

Old Man Mo Sheng of Heartbreak Cliff took out a long flute from his hand.

The entire flute was silver, and within the silver were dots of light, like stars scattered upon it.

As this silver, star-like flute appeared,

a phantom of a high mountain peak emerged beneath Old Man Mo Sheng.

However, this mountain phantom looked as if it had been sliced in half, leaving only a cliff.

Heartbreak Cliff.

This was the technique that made Old Man Mo Sheng famous: "Beneath Heartbreak Cliff, all are lost souls."

It was a renowned Divine Ability that integrated both offense and defense.

And the flute in his hand was named Star Caller!

When Star Caller was played, the long notes were filled with killing intent, as if thousands of blades and weapons were lurking within.

When played to the extreme,

it could even summon falling stars from the heavens.

It was a top-tier offensive Magic Treasure.

Old Man Mo Sheng galloped across the world with one Divine Ability and one Magic Treasure.

He had rarely suffered defeat.

After stepping into the stage of Undergoing Tribulation,

Old Man Mo Sheng traveled through many worlds.

He contemplated the Dao of Immortal Ascension and rarely showed his face.

Nor was he often seen taking action again.

Old Man Mo Sheng stood at the summit of the Heartbreak Cliff phantom.

His expression was calm and dark as he looked toward the coiled Black Giant Serpent, raising his hand to place the Star Caller flute to his lips.

Just this momentary action,

caused his originally dark expression to become ferocious.

Old Man Mo Sheng did not blow the silver flute in his hand immediately.

On the other side,

a Golden Armored Giant holding a golden spear slowly stood up.

The Master of Cangshan, Golden Spear Celestial Venerable.

He was the strongest in the Cangshan Ancient Realm.

The Cangshan Ancient Realm was extremely far from the Chaofeng Ancient Realm.

Although both were Ancient Realms, its overall strength was far inferior to the Chaofeng Ancient Realm.

But the title of the Master of Cangshan, Golden Spear Celestial Venerable, was extremely resonant.

It circulated among the experts of many Major Thousand Worlds.

Golden Spear Celestial Venerable, with golden armor and a golden spear, was most adept at offensive techniques.

He was once a Crown Prince of an Ancient Kingdom.

Shortly after his birth, he followed the army of the Ancient Kingdom on expeditions.

His talent was peerless, and he was skilled at using a long spear.

Later, he was scouted by the Golden Spear Holy Land of the Cangshan Ancient Realm and became the Saint of the Golden Spear Holy Land.

Wearing golden armor, holding a golden spear, with a handsome face and boundless grace,

he was pursued by countless Fairies.

Even the Saintesses of Holy Lands, Great Sects, and noble clans were no exception.

However, Golden Spear Celestial Venerable was focused solely on Immortal Ascension.

He never had a Dao Companion.

After becoming the Saint of the Golden Spear Holy Land,

he challenged the successors of many Holy Lands and Great Sects with his spear.

Not a single defeat.

He brought the Golden Spear Holy Land to the position of the number one Holy Land in the Cangshan Ancient Realm.

His reputation was illustrious.

At this moment, the ten-thousand-foot-tall Golden Armored Giant had a serious and cold expression.

He raised the massive golden spear in his hand, about to hurl it toward the Black Giant Serpent.

Wishing to pierce through Mo Xuan with the power of a single spear.

However, in the next moment, the expression of the Golden Armored Giant who held the spear high darkened.

In the distance from the Golden Armored Giant, Golden Spear Celestial Venerable,

the Lord of the Blood Sea, Reverend Chao Sheng, whose body was shrouded in a black robe, suddenly exploded.

Turning into a boundless sea of blood.

The Blood Sea surged, as if millions of souls had perished within it.

Boom!

As the Blood Sea trembled,

a blood-colored giant, formed entirely from blood, rose from the blood ocean.

The boundless Blood Sea beneath its feet turned into a cloak, hanging behind its back.

The Lord of the Blood Sea, Reverend Chao Sheng.

He was a natural anomaly.

He cultivated his heart by the shore of the Blood Sea, a natural forbidden land.

The Blood Sea was exceptionally dangerous.

One moment of carelessness and one would be swallowed by it, leaving no bones behind; Cultivators avoided it at all costs.

But Reverend Chao Sheng did the opposite.

He cultivated by the shore of the Blood Sea.

Eventually, he refined the entire Blood Sea and merged with it.

From then on, he roamed the world with boundless power and was extremely difficult to kill.

Many experts had once joined forces to kill this anomaly.

But he easily escaped by relying on the unique characteristics of the Blood Sea.

His strength was formidable,

and he was almost immortal and indestructible.

The Blood Sea cloak fluttered behind the blood-colored giant, the cloak vibrating.

The Blood Sea filled the sky, about to sweep toward the Black Giant Serpent.

To swallow it into the Blood Sea and turn it into nourishment.

However, at this moment,

a scene suddenly appeared before the blood-colored giant.

Waters of the Heavenly River fell from the sky, endless,

submerging the pool of the Blood Sea.

The Blood Sea struggled desperately, but to no avail, eventually submerged in the endless water.

This was a warning sign!

Reverend Chao Sheng was startled.

He looked toward the others.

The other experts of the Eighth Level of Tribulation Transcendence were all poised to strike, yet none had actually made a move.

They must have encountered the same warning as him.

This!

Reverend Chao Sheng's expression flickered.

It seemed they had returned to the initial situation.

No one dared to be the first to strike.

"Everyone, cultivation is not easy. I hope you will be prudent."

"Know that once the arrow is fired, there is no turning back."

Just then,

a low voice entered their minds.

Before the blood-colored waterfall, Mo Xuan looked toward them faintly.

He had experienced Rebirth for millions of lifetimes in the Red Dust Tribulation.

Cultivation was not easy.

Reaching this stage was even more difficult.

He didn't know how many tribulations he had crossed or how many obstacles he had overcome.

If they died here,

it would truly be a pity.

That warning sign of fate was his final advice to them.

If they insisted on attacking,

then they could blame no one but themselves.

"Hmph!"

"Just bluffing!"

Seeing Mo Xuan attempt to intimidate the other seven old monsters of the Eighth Level of Tribulation Transcendence with a single sentence,

the Supreme Being of the Northern Desert grew anxious.

If he missed this opportunity,

he would likely never have another chance to take revenge and reclaim the wheel of destiny.

If he couldn't reclaim the wheel of destiny and didn't have the heavenly dao flower,

he would probably have to find a remote place,

wait for the next Heavenly Tribulation to arrive, and then die under it.

Therefore, he had to find a way to spur these people to strike with him.

Only then would he have a chance.

The Supreme Being of the Northern Desert's mind raced, and he let out a cold laugh.

Using words to stir everyone's hearts once more.

But that wasn't enough.

It seemed he had to be the one to lead the charge,

only then would someone join him.

The Supreme Being of the Northern Desert steeled his heart.

These damn bastards,

they were all cowards.

The chance for Immortal Ascension was right before them, yet they hesitated at the last moment.

"Mo Xuan, today, I shall slay you!"

The Supreme Being of the Northern Desert shouted.

His figure flickered as he charged straight toward Mo Xuan.

A silver roulette suddenly appeared in his hand.

He wanted to lead everyone to strike together.

Fate-Severing Roulette!

As the Supreme Being of the Northern Desert moved, a massive, nearly solid silver flower slowly materialized above the head of the massive Black Giant Serpent in his eyes.

He had meditated on the wheel of destiny for many years.

All living beings in the world possessed their own Flower of Destiny.

If the Flower of Destiny withered, fate would cease to exist.

And the silver roulette gathered in his hand was named the Fate-Severing Wheel.

It was a forbidden Divine Ability specifically for severing the Flower of Destiny above a living being's head.

However, the cost of this Divine Ability was immense; even when he had the wheel of destiny with him, he did not dare to perform it lightly.

Yet today, he could no longer care about that.

As long as he severed Mo Xuan's Flower of Destiny,

Mo Xuan would surely no longer be able to control the wheel of destiny.

Then he would have the chance to reclaim the wheel of destiny.

In this way, no matter what price he paid, it would be worth it.

But when Mo Xuan's massive, nearly solidified Flower of Destiny appeared before his eyes,

he was still shocked.

With such a heavy force of destiny,

could he even sever it?

For once, doubt arose in the heart of the Supreme Being of the Northern Desert.

But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

"Sever!"

The Supreme Being of the Northern Desert gritted his teeth and shouted fiercely.

The silver roulette in his hand was about to fly out and strike toward Mo Xuan.

"A piece of trash dares to show off his meager skills."