"Boom!!!"
Originally, Kuangzi Mo could easily suppress the pain in the white clouds by relying on the ten thousand seals of the ten thousand dao pen.
However, from the moment he stepped onto the 201 white clouds, the power of the disaster became countless times stronger than before.
Kuangzi Mo waved out a million seals just like before, but was instantly broken through by a bolt of thunder, pointing directly at his chest.
Facing this terrifying thunder, Mo Kuangzi was filled with fear and did not dare to bear it with his body.
He had no choice but to wave the Ten Thousand Dao Pen and summon three Ten Thousand Dao Seals in succession to finally extinguish the power of the thunder.
This thrilling scene made Master Xuankong and Dongfang Liren break into cold sweats.
Although Kuangzi Mo himself still had lingering fears, he had already come this far and was not willing to give up just like that.
Immediately, Kuangzi Mo took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, made all preparations, and jumped up onto the 202nd white cloud again.
However, the law of the Three Thousand Worlds is that the power of disaster on the white clouds behind must be stronger than the white clouds in front.
Therefore, starting from the 201st white cloud, Kuangzi Mo was no longer as comfortable as he was at the beginning, and fell into a difficult and hard battle.
The power of the disasters on the white clouds behind them is dozens of times greater than those in front of them.
Just one thousand seals cannot contain it at all, and it takes five or six consecutive seals to barely suppress it.
However, Kuangzi Mo is worthy of being a descendant of the Confucian Temple and the current Wen Emperor. He is so powerful that he is by no means an ordinary person.
With all his strength to drive ten thousand seals, Mo Kuangzi passed the 250th level and sealed the takin that had just hit Master Xuankong with a stroke of his pen.
And to this day, it is still unscathed and not a leaf has touched its body.
"Huang Wen's combat experience and temperament are indeed sophisticated enough."
Dongfang Liren marveled, "I have already passed two hundred and fifty tests, and I am still unscathed."
"Emperor Buddha, when you arrived here just now, you were already seriously injured and dying."
Master Xuankong smiled awkwardly and scratched his head, "Emperor Wen's strength is better than that of a poor monk. Of course this poor monk knows it."
"With Emperor Wen's strength, there may be a good chance that he can travel through three thousand worlds and obtain the inheritance of Immortal Emperor Yunjian!"
Ye Qing stood with his arms folded, shook his head, and said with a smile, "It's impossible."
"Oh?"
Dongfang Liren and Master Xuankong immediately cast puzzled looks, "Why?"
Ye Qing said calmly, "Emperor Buddha, your strength is actually not weaker than that of Emperor Wen, but the Ten Thousand Dao Brush in Emperor Wen's hand is powerful enough to help him avoid harm."
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"However, the price of avoiding harm is that it consumes a lot of spiritual energy."
"Emperor Wen wants to activate the immortal weapon Ten Thousand Dao Brush and cast Ten Thousand Dao Seal, which is the strongest sealing technique in the human race. Even if his spiritual power is sufficient, every time he uses it, it will bring a non-negligible consumption."
"On the first two hundred levels, Emperor Wen only used Ten Thousand Seals once per level, which was barely enough to sustain him."
"But starting from level 201, he has to use an average of four or five thousand seals on almost every level before he can barely pass the level."
"In the fifty levels from level 201 to level 250, he consumed more spiritual power than the previous two hundred levels."
"Emperor Wen has now consumed more than half of his spiritual power, and the ten thousand seals are no longer as sharp as they were at the beginning."
"If this trend continues, I'm afraid it won't be long before Emperor Wen is exhausted and defeated." Master Dongfang Liren and Master Xuankong were stunned, and both looked at Kuangzi Mo in the distance.
As expected, Mo Kuangzi's movement skills gradually became a bit sloppy, and the spiritual power on Wandao's pen also became much duller, no longer as sharp as it was at the beginning.
Both of them suddenly realized it and said in shock, "Sure enough!"
"Ye Huang's observation ability is so meticulous!"
Ye Qing smiled lightly and continued, "In addition, a very important part of the reason why Emperor Wen was able to speed through the first 250 levels without injury is that Emperor Buddha had just explored this section of the road in advance."
"While Emperor Buddha was breaking through, Emperor Wen had been concentrating on observing the incoming and power of these disasters, and had conceived a solution in his mind."
"But Emperor Buddha just stopped at level 250, so Emperor Wen doesn't know what disasters will happen at levels after level 250."
"In other words, not only does he consume a huge amount of spiritual power, he also loses the advantage of knowing himself and his enemy, and being able to win a hundred battles."
"Although it seems that Emperor Wen is still unscathed on the surface, in fact he is at the end of his rope and his oil is exhausted."
"If my guess is correct, Emperor Wen will definitely be defeated in another twenty levels at most."
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The result was exactly as Ye Qing expected.
After losing the information, facing strange and unknown dangers, Mo Kuangzi became obviously more cautious than before.
Before jumping on a white cloud, you must first observe carefully and feel the flow of spiritual power in the cloud to guess and judge what kind of disaster it will be.
However, how could the Three Thousand Worlds be a restriction for immortals that he could see through with his naked eyes?
By approaching cautiously and treading on thin ice, Kuangzi Mo managed to pass twelve more levels.
But the moment he stepped onto the thirteenth level, a biting wind blew in the air, making him unprepared and rushed towards him.
Feeling the terrifying power of this storm, Kuangzi Mo's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly waved his hand and wrote down four thousand seals, attacking from the four directions of east, west, north, and south, trying to calm down the storm.
However, the moment the four thousand seals came into contact with the storm, they were all crushed into powder.
"What?! This is!!!"
Kuangzi Mo's pupils suddenly shrank and his eyes widened in disbelief.
The next second, he was unable to react in time, and was hit by the strong wind, covering his head and face, and his whole body was swept into the air.
Then he was directly blown back to Ye Qing and others.
Kuangzi Mo's final score was also fixed at level 263.
Dongfang Liren and the other three took a closer look and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, feeling shocked.
The force of the gale was as sharp as a dagger, leaving hideous blood marks on Kuangmo Mo's skin, almost turning him into a bloody gourd.
In Kuangzi Mo's hand, there was an immortal knife.
Although this reward is not quite what he wanted, it is still a kind of comfort.
"Jade Emperor, Ye Emperor, these three thousand worlds are really terrifying."
Mo Kuangzi's face became extremely solemn, and he reminded hoarsely: "This kind of danger is incomparable to any danger and secret realm in the world." (End of Chapter)