"This technique is in the Jade Disk of Creation. It is called the Secret Technique of Creation. I thought I would never have the chance to use it, but unexpectedly... hahaha..."
The Western Emperor's laughter echoed.
Boom!
The Western Emperor is a strong man in the Sum Realm, and there is no doubt about the strength of his spiritual imprint.
Now he used his spiritual power to forcibly break the bottleneck for Lin Mu, and poured the surrounding air of creation into Lin Mu's sea of consciousness, transforming it into Lin Mu's divine soul power.
Suddenly, Lin Mu's soul power cultivation broke through the ninth level ancient ancestor and reached a new level.
Originally, his soul power could no longer grow, but now it has turned into a form similar to the golden mist, which is the ancient energy of creation.
The amount of soul power contained in each soul power is comparable to the thousands of soul powers in the past.
Within a moment, Lin Mu's soul power broke through the limit and became a thousand times stronger.
Moreover, the enhancement of soul power has not stopped.
It is true that the spiritual imprint of the Western Emperor is too powerful, and the effect of this breath of creation is extremely terrifying.
Gurgling gurgling...
The lower Qi realm, the middle Qi realm, the upper Qi realm...
In the end, the spiritual imprint of the Western Emperor completely disappeared, and Lin Mu could no longer be infused with the aura of creation, and Lin Mu's soul power cultivation reached the peak of his aura.
This made Lin Mu's overall strength stronger.
In the past, his soul power cultivation had become his shortcoming, which prevented him from supporting too much spell consumption and he did not dare to compete with other Qi Masters in spells. Now this shortcoming has been made up for.
The spiritual imprint of the Western Emperor had disappeared, and Lin Mu had no choice but to study the Talisman of Good Fortune and the Jade Disc of Good Fortune.
The Jade Disk of Creation stores the Qi of Creation. Jiuling Taimiao Golden Liquid is already very famous, but it is just a defective product transformed by the Qi of Creation.
This aura of creation is stronger. Even if Lin Mu's soul power is at its peak, it still has a huge improvement effect on his soul power.
The Talisman of Good Fortune contains thousands of fates and is more than ten times more powerful than the Talisman of Strength and Life.
The mortal world was originally an eighth-level world. With the appearance of this fortune talisman, it instantly broke through and became a ninth-level world.
The ninth-level world is a world comparable to the dark forest.
The size of the space in the mortal world also expanded rapidly at this moment, becoming the same as the dark forest, reaching nine Nayuta light years.
Before I knew it, most of the day had passed.
Full of comfort both inside and outside his body and mind, Lin Mu couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and roar, venting his inner joy.
After roaring, he glanced around and found a group of people not far away, and his eyes suddenly brightened.
This ghost place is quite lifeless. He still doesn't know where it is. Now that someone appears, he just wants to ask.
"Black mist cloud."
Whoosh!
He stepped on the black mist cloud, flashed in the air and arrived in front of the pedestrian.
"What a fast pace."
"senior……"
Lin Mu's speed startled the group, thinking that some great master was coming.
"Ninth Layer Ancient Ancestor?"
However, when they looked towards Lin Mu, they were stunned.
How could a ninth-level ancient ancestor be so fast?
"Huh? This cloud?"
After a while, everyone's eyes were fixed on Lin Mu's black fog cloud.
One of them, a middle-aged man with small eyes and yellow hair, stared at Lin Mu's black foggy clouds, showing a greedy look.
"Boy, give me a price. I want your cloud."
The yellow-haired middle-aged man said eagerly.
Lin Mu stood on the black fog cloud and said calmly: "Sorry, I also need this black fog cloud. Please forgive me for not giving up my love."
Unexpectedly, after hearing Lin Mu's words, the yellow-haired middle-aged man's face darkened: "Boy, it's your honor that I like your things. Don't be shameless."
Lin Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.
If the other party had nice words, he would give up, but since the other party had such a bad attitude, he would naturally not be polite.
"Then I am also interested in all the treasures you have. Should you dedicate them to me as well?"
Suddenly, Lin Mu's tone seemed very indifferent.
"court death."
The yellow-haired middle-aged man was furious.
"It doesn't make sense."
"If you dare to be rude to Mr. Huang, I think you are desperate."
The other cultivators behind him shouted loudly.
"Boy, hand over the thing. You don't have the corresponding strength, but you want to possess a powerful magic weapon. This is a way to die, do you understand?"
Next to Huang Zhenren, another man in white robe said slowly.
His words sounded calmer and more rational than those of other cultivators, but they conveyed a stronger chilling air.
Lin Mu knew that such people were often more threatening.
Dogs that bite don't bark, dogs that bark don't bite.
The other cultivators were very capable of mumbling, but they could only say a few words. People like the man in the white robe were probably the type who really knew how to kill people.
"Hahaha."
At this moment, a burst of laughter rang out, "Your Chengyang Sect is really a dog that can't stop eating shit, you are as domineering as ever."
The color in Lin Mu's eyes became even darker.
What on earth is this place? Why are there so many Qigong practitioners?
Huang Zhenren and the man in white robe just now were already two Qi Refiners, and with this newcomer, there were three Qi Refiners.
Moreover, Lin Mu noticed that there were Qi Refiners flying towards this direction in the distance.
"Sheng Yong, why do you always mind your own business wherever you go?"
Huang Zhenren looked at the sky coldly.
A man of extraordinary temperament, with a pair of colorful wings, slowly descended.
"I don't call it nosy, I call it fighting against injustice."
Sheng Yong chuckled and looked in another direction, "Master Tianyu, you are the most sensible person. Do you think Huang Pei's behavior is excessive?"
A white crane flew over, and a beautiful woman sat on it. Hearing this, he felt helpless.
"Master Huang, I think this friend is just an ancient ancestor. You are a majestic Qi practitioner and the number one true successor of the Chengyang Sect, so why bother him?"
But she was indeed sensible, so she looked at Huang Zhenren and said.
Huang Zhenren rolled his eyes and said haha: "Zhenren Tianyu, you only know one thing but not the other."
"Want to hear the details."
Master Tianyu nodded and said.
"You also said that I am the number one true heir of the Chengyang Sect, how can I covet the treasure of an ancient ancestor?"
Huang Zhenren said seriously: "The reason why I targeted him is because he is a thief."
"thief?"
Master Tianyu was surprised for a while.
"Yes, his black fog cloud was actually stolen from me. It is common sense for me to take back my own things, and it is by no means arrogant."
Huang Zhen said.
"Hey, Huang Pei, don't talk nonsense like that. You said that thing is yours. What evidence do you have?"
Sheng Yong said sarcastically.
"What kind of evidence do you need? It's normal for me, a Qi Refiner, to have such a treasure. On the other hand, he, an ancient ancestor, has such a treasure. It's obviously stolen."
Huang Zhenren said forcefully: "How about you ask him if there is any evidence to prove that this treasure was not stolen."
After hearing this, Master Tianyu and Sheng Yong frowned. Master Huang was obviously messing around, but the other party said this, and they couldn't say it was wrong.