Chapter 609: Breakthrough, Six Tribulation Realm Rule!

Reaching the foot of the mountain, Meng Chuan turned to look at the three pathways. He knew that treasures belonging to cultivators like Fusui, Old Demon Heifeng, and Menghu were left behind in the first and second pathways. "Although I am now a regular member of Mount Mo, I still know very little about it," Meng Chuan mused. "I can only guess that Mount Mo's creator is at least an eighth-tribulation realm mighty figure." He understood that facing such an entity, he couldn't afford to be complacent. If the other party was an eternal existence, any methods left behind could potentially kill him even across different life worlds. As for the third pathway, since walking ten thousand li made him a regular member, continuing to walk it seemed to be the best option.

"Fusui's primordial spirit was injured while traversing the Path of Enlightenment," Meng Chuan recalled. "The cultivation speed in the general areas of the Mount Mo range is dozens of times faster than outside, which likely also causes primordial spirit damage." Feeling his current state, Meng Chuan grew more vigilant. "I can't stay in the general areas for too long. Three days, that's it. I must leave after three days."

Meng Chuan instantly split into five primordial spirit avatars. His true body and the five avatars flew in different directions, exploring the entire Mount Mo mountain range. The range was vast; besides the main peak, numerous other peaks covered a significant area. Due to the suppression within the relic world, Meng Chuan only managed to explore a small portion of the area within three days, discovering seven spots where treasures were left behind. "Time to go," he decided. The moment the three days were up, Meng Chuan left without hesitation.

He activated a secret technique passed down by Mount Mo. This technique, containing profound temporal and spatial mysteries, was normally masterable by fifth-tribulation realm cultivators, let alone Meng Chuan. A hum resonated as he manipulated space-time. Meng Chuan remotely sensed nine locations, which were the nine exits connected to the Mount Mo relic. "Guangming River Domain," he chose, picking the exit closest to the Goddess River Domain, as Guangming was one of the five river domains surrounding it. With a whoosh, Meng Chuan felt space-time twist around him, pulling him into a descent towards the exit at Guangming River Domain. When the surrounding space-time returned to normal, Meng Chuan found himself in a void.

"I'm in the Guangming River Domain," Meng Chuan muttered, a little shaken after sensing his location. He had entered from the Six Desires River Domain, but now he emerged from the Guangming River Domain. The fact that the Mount Mo relic connected to nine different river domains filled Meng Chuan with immense admiration for its mastery of space-time techniques. A faint grogginess washed over his primordial spirit the moment he appeared, but it dissipated after about ten breaths, and he fully recovered.

"It's just as I suspected," Meng Chuan thought to himself. "Cultivation in the outer mountain range of Mount Mo provides assistance, but it also subtly affects the primordial spirit." He continued, "I only stayed for a few days in total. If one were to cultivate in the outer mountain range for ten or twenty years, the injuries would likely be much more severe. Fusui spent fifteen years in the Path of Enlightenment; I wonder how serious his primordial spirit injuries are." The severity of primordial spirit injuries also depends on the strength of the primordial spirit. For a seventh-tribulation or even eighth-tribulation realm primordial spirit mighty figure, even a minor injury would be difficult to sustain. Since Fusui's primordial spirit was not as strong as Meng Chuan's, Meng Chuan estimated that Fusui's injuries were likely not light.

"Time to go home," Meng Chuan thought, feeling quite cheerful as he headed towards his home, the Goddess River Domain. Guangming River Domain was so close that he could reach the Three Bays River System within eight hours.

On the ancient boat, Fusui gazed in the direction of the Goddess River Domain, a faint smile on his face. "Dongning, he finally destroyed his physical body and left the relic world." Since both were at the fifth-tribulation realm, he could only vaguely sense Meng Chuan's general direction. Through karmic sensing, all of Meng Chuan's avatars were located in the direction of the Goddess River Domain. Guangming River Domain was also adjacent to the Goddess River Domain, so from Fusui's position, the sensation was indeed from the same general direction.

"I offered him three thousand units of extraterrestrial Yuan Crystals before, but he refused," Fusui murmured, shaking his head slightly. "Now, after only a few years, didn't he still leave on his own? Did he really think he could last a hundred or two hundred years?" A subtle malevolence flickered in Fusui's eyes. In the past, Fusui had been sociable and had many friends. However, after traversing the Path of Enlightenment for fifteen years, comprehending sixth-tribulation realm rules, and sustaining primordial spirit injuries, his temperament had become much more ruthless. Fusui himself noticed his increased malice and ruthlessness, such as his recent killing of fifteen 'fifth-tribulation realm' cultivators, most of whom he had no major grievances with, only minor disputes. The old Fusui would never have harbored such murderous intent. He attributed this change to the natural shift in mentality that comes with increased power and the pressure from his primordial spirit injuries. He believed these were normal changes. In truth, Fusui failed to realize that his very perception of "normal" indicated his disposition was already changing.

Not far from the ancient boat, within a palace, the Lord of Guimo, clad in deep purple robes, gazed thoughtfully in the direction of the ancient boat. "Could that black mountain relic be the Mount Mo I've heard of?" he mused. "If it truly is Mount Mo, then the so-called Path of Enlightenment is fraught with endless peril." The Lord of Guimo's eyes narrowed. Among the sixth-tribulation realm mighty figures of the Cang Alliance, he had the worst reputation, resorting to any means necessary. Yet, it was undeniable that the Lord of Guimo valued every potential opportunity and thoroughly investigated all of them. In terms of strength, he was only average among sixth-tribulation realm mighty figures, but when it came to being well-informed, the Lord of Guimo was among the most knowledgeable cultivators across the entire Space-Time River.

"However, the legendary second and third paths of Mount Mo are traversable; for me, the second path would be most suitable," he considered. "But for a sixth-tribulation realm cultivator, getting in is too difficult." The Lord of Guimo inwardly mused, "Perhaps I've guessed wrong, and this black mountain relic is merely an imitation of the legendary Mount Mo." The legend of Mount Mo was known to very few across the Space-Time River. The Lord of Guimo had only learned a little about it by chance. Upon hearing the news from Fusui and his companions this time, he immediately came to confirm if it was indeed Mount Mo and whether he could enter.

Back in the Three Bays River System, on Qianshan Star, in Dongning City, Meng Chuan cultivated peacefully. As progress in mind cultivation became increasingly difficult, Meng Chuan no longer hesitated and began to comprehend the 'sixth-tribulation realm rules.' Thunder rumbled above him. Seated cross-legged on the top floor of the pavilion, Meng Chuan observed as thunder began to roar in the void above him. Dark clouds and lightning bursts filled the sky over the entire Dongning City. "What's going on with Dongning City today?" "Why is there so much thunder?" Numerous cultivators in Dongning City looked up in confusion. Countless lightning bolts spread everywhere, not just over Dongning City, but also across a much broader visible area, covered in dark clouds and thunder.

On the pavilion, Meng Chuan's comprehension of the Dao within his heart became clearer. "Lightning!" The Dao influences the heart. Evil rules, when taken as a foundation, can lead one to become wicked and demonic, even self-destructive. Therefore, when choosing a Dao to cultivate, one must repeatedly experience and comprehend, making continuous adjustments to eventually find the most suitable 'Dao.' In reality, most who reach the sixth-tribulation realm follow the correct path. An erroneous path is quite rare. For instance, as Old Demon Heifeng drew closer to the 'sixth-tribulation realm rules,' he realized that the paths of the six mighty figures he possessed were all incorrect! This struck Old Demon Heifeng as incredible. If he could detect the errors, why hadn't these six mighty figures realized it themselves and still walked down the wrong path? Or perhaps the mighty figures possessed in the second pathway were 'false mighty figures'?

"The Lightning Rules," Meng Chuan confirmed as his goal shortly after his Cloud-Mist Dragon-Serpent movement technique reached the fifth-tribulation realm. Lightning was one of the orthodox paths, and he was very familiar with it. The speed of his 'Limitless Blade' could transform into the speed of lightning. His 'Nirvana Blade' could manifest the destructive power of thunder, and his 'Cloud-Mist Dragon-Serpent movement technique' could form a lightning domain. Integrating further insights from these three and allowing them to undergo a qualitative transformation made the process of solidifying the complete 'Lightning Rules' incredibly smooth. Meng Chuan had even stopped cultivating in the Mount Mo relic out of alarm, feeling that he was on the verge of a breakthrough. Now, immersed in his comprehension, on this day, barely two years after returning to the Three Bays River System, a roar echoed. Meng Chuan opened his eyes; not only was there endless thunder above his entire Qianshan Star, but lightning also erupted from his gaze.