Chapter 58: Raising eyebrows and leaving the prehistoric world, scattered cultivators surrounded the red clouds

"Fellow Taoist, what is the realm above Hunyuan?" Yang Mei picked up the teacup in front of her, took a sip, and looked at Mo Li on the opposite side with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Mo Li was shocked and his face shook.

Only then did he realize that what Yang Mei wanted to say was indeed extraordinary.

The realm above Hunyuan is equivalent to the realm above the saint. When he reaches his level of cultivation, he naturally knows that there is still a realm above Hunyuan or saints.

Mo Li nodded slightly, looked at the eyebrows with deep eyes, and said in a deep voice, "The realm above Hunyuan has already seen a trace of it when I was overcoming the tribulation..."

Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and shook his head slightly, and said, "A trace of what fellow Taoist sees is not complete, or what he sees in the vast world will not be complete..."

Mo Li was shocked and his eyes narrowed slightly, "Fellow Taoist said..." As he said that, his eyes moved up.

He raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly, saying, "It is exactly what fellow Taoist thought. How could it allow you to see the existence of that transcendent realm..."

After a few breaths, he said in a deep voice, "Although the old Taoist Hongjun is a saint of the heavenly way, I don't think that Hongjun's shrewdness can walk this path. His origin is not below my Taoist, and he knows the above realm better than anyone else..."

Mo Li naturally knew this in his heart, who Hongjun was, how could he do that great thing that was useless. However, what he cared about at this time was what Yang Mei said, the realm above Hunyuan.

"Why don't you know what the complete realm above Hunyuan mentioned by friends?" Mo Li asked.

He listened to the eyebrows, but there was no answer. With a wave of his hand, a golden light fell into Mo Li's hand.

Based on what Yang Mei said just now, Mo Li already knew that the next message was something that Yang Mei could not tell him, and he used this method to inform him.

This golden light contains a message. Mo Li's spiritual consciousness penetrated it and knew what Yang Mei said.

"So that's it!" Mo Li sighed lightly, withdrew his spiritual sense, and a grip in his hand, the golden light dissipated in his hand.

The message in the golden light records that there are three realms above the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, namely the Hunyuan Taiji Golden Immortal (Heavenly Dao Realm) and the Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal (Heavenly Dao Realm). As for the third one, it is Yang Mei's speculation, which is the Hongmeng Realm.

Yang Mei is the chaotic demon god, and Mo Li does not think that Yang Mei’s speculation does not exist in a state of non-existence.

When Mo Li passed the tribulation, the trace that he could see was the Hunyuan Tai Chi Golden Immortal. If it corresponds to the way of the saint, it would be the realm of the way of heaven. However, the figure that he had seen was only a trace of it, and it was not complete. Only then did he learn the complete state from Yangmei.

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After a while, Yang Mei saw that Mo Li's expression returned to normal, and said, "It seems that fellow Taoist has understood..."

Mo Li nodded slightly, and everything was clear.

"I don't know when my friend will go to the Chaos World. I can also send me a friend to my fellow Taoist!" Mo Li looked at him and said with a smile.

Yang Mei heard this and said with a smile, "Since this is the matter, then let's go a few days later! I will not be able to drink fellow Taoist's enlightenment tea in the future. I will drink a few more cups here in the past few days..."

Mo Li listened and kept moving his hands. After counting breaths, he smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist!"

"Fellow Taoist, please!"

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Three days later, outside the Hunyuan Palace.

Mo Li and Yang Mei stood on the top of Hunyuan Mountain, looking at the scene in the distance, with a smile on their faces.

"Fellow Daoist, take care of yourself!" Mo Li's eyes remained in the mountains filled with misty air and spoke.

"In the prehistoric world, if you want to go further, it is not easy..." Yang Mei said with a low voice, looking at him, and smiling, "Taoist care!"

"Take a good friend!" Mo Li smiled faintly and bowed to him.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, his figure flashed, and flew towards the nine heavens. With his breaths, he disappeared. With his current space path, it took only ten breaths to reach the world barrier.

Mo Li stood for a long time, his eyes stayed above the nine heavens. He stood there, but it seemed to be integrated with time and space.

"The way of heaven..."

Under the cover of time and space, Mo Li sighed lightly and turned around and walked towards Hunyuan Palace.

Yang Mei said that it is indeed difficult for others to achieve. After all, for the way of heaven, the creatures in the prehistoric world will not threaten its existence.

As soon as this existence appears, it will erase it, just like Mo Li was in the East China Sea.

However, for Mo Li, there is a world in his body, but he is not afraid of this problem. After this, if you break through in the world, you will not be able to be peeped at by the way of heaven. After all, the rules of heaven and earth are different between the two worlds.

In the Hunyuan Palace.

Mo Li sat cross-legged on the cushion, and in the clouds of misty air, the blue lotus of creation appeared and faintly shrouded in his body.

Mo Li was moved by his own Hunyuan realm, which was above the law of creation. The Creation Green Lotus was the only thing he could comprehend. Therefore, for Mo Li at this time, there was only one thing to comprehend.

As for the things in the outside world, he ignored them and focused on his own avenue.

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The prehistoric world, north of the Fire Cloud Cave.

This place is an extremely spacious valley, with a radius of thousands of miles. Hongyun hung these casual cultivators all the way, but the speed was slow, coming all the way toward this place.

At this time, these casual cultivators had not been confused by Hongmeng purple qi, so they did not care about Hongyun's doing anything here. However, they knew in their hearts that they could not come forward to intercept those quasi-saint-level casual cultivators.

After Hongyun arrived here, she sat cross-legged in the valley, as if she was practicing in it.

These casual cultivators followed him into the valley. Although they were thousands of miles away, their cultivation level was enough to see Hongyun's figure clearly and practice in the valley.

"He is not going to comprehend the Hongmeng Purple Qi here, right?" Among the casual cultivators, a Daluo realm spoke.

"No matter what he thought, his whereabouts have been revealed. Even if he wants to leave, he can't leave..." Another casual cultivator in the Daluo realm said.

"When will those quasi-saint masters arrive?" asked the Daluo realm before.

"Counting the time, it should be almost done..." He nodded slightly, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

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"Swish!"

The space beside him shook slightly, and then he saw dozens of figures appearing out of thin air, all of them with a solemn expression and a cold light in their eyes. Their appearance made the space around him condense, and the spiritual energy seemed to be frozen.

The magic power on these dozens of figures fluctuated faintly, and the momentum was extremely strong. Obviously, they were all in the quasi-saint realm.

"This is..." The cultivators were shocked, and Da Luo asked.

"These are those quasi-saint masters..." Although Yi Daluo was shocked, the news was released, so he was a little calmer.

But when his eyes carefully swept over, his heart was filled with a thousand waves. Eighteen quasi-saints of casual cultivators. Why are there so many quasi-saints of casual cultivators in this prehistoric world?

After all, after the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, most of the quasi-saints in the prehistoric world fell under the joint efforts of the Lich clans. But in just a few thousand years, so many more appeared.

"Where is the red cloud?" The eighteen quasi-saint cultivators came over, and the first one spoke indifferently.

Hearing this, Daluo replied, "It's in that valley..."

The quasi-saint heard the quasi-saint, his eyes flowed and fell into the valley. The cold light flashed in his eyes and a killing intention appeared on his face.

"My fellow Taoists, since Hongyun is here, we will take action to solve him first and then discuss his belonging..." The quasi-saint, the leader, said to the other quasi-saints behind him.

Upon hearing this, the other seventeen quasi-saints nodded, and Hongyun was in front of him. Killing him would lead to the purple energy of Hongmeng. There would be few opportunities like this. If he was hesitant and he was taken away by the Lich clan in the future, he would be in vain.

"Let's go!" The quasi-saint in the head said, and the eighteen quasi-saints disappeared from their original place at the same time.

After the quasi-saint master left, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the Daluo Realm who had answered earlier, and said in a deep voice, "It's better to both lose money and let us get the advantage..."

Upon hearing this, these Daluo cultivators all showed a sneer. Their original plan was to make them lose both sides and make them profitable. However, they had an agreement with the Quasi-Saint, so they had to help from the side.

However, this assistance was naturally just a formality and it was impossible for them to fight to the death. The quasi-saint plotted against them and asked them to be cannon fodder, so they were naturally not stupid.

"Let's go!" Daluo, the leader, said lightly, and then took them towards the valley.

At this time, the eighteen quasi-saint masters and dozens of Daluo masters had surrounded the entire valley, and the center was red clouds. At this time, other casual cultivators came. Although their cultivation was not high, they wanted to get some benefits.

But this journey is a blessing or a disaster, so I cannot make a cicada.

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