Chapter 603: A Single Thought

"Six small worlds?"

The faces of everyone present showed astonishment. They were first delighted, then frowned.

Merging worlds—this was no simple matter; they knew they were utterly incapable of it. Even if this Supreme Patriarch had brought back countless rare treasures from the outside, granting them hope of ascending to immortality, that was still far in the future.

And even a true immortal might not be able to push realms together.

The Nine Heavens Desire Demon, Dugu Tianyi, was an existence surpassing immortals, yet it was uncertain if he had such power.

"Why the long faces? I said I would assist with divine power from afar—"

Li Mochen waved his sleeve again, tossing a formation diagram before Situ Jingyu: "Your task is to set up formations in the various worlds, following this diagram. Once the formations are complete, I will naturally push these realms to merge. Thus, this is also closely tied to the faith in the 'Divine Sovereign of the Purgatory Heaven, the Supreme Immortal Lord.' The more people in this realm believe in the 'Divine Sovereign of the Purgatory Heaven, the Supreme Immortal Lord,' and the purer and more abundant the faith power they provide, the faster I can merge the realms."

Finally, his gaze turned distant as he looked into the distance: "Also, when you sweep through the various sects, do not kill indiscriminately. Try to capture cultivators alive. To merge realms, some sacrifices are inevitable. Rather than letting these people die meaninglessly, it is better for them to do some good for this world and its myriad beings."

He did not specify the form of 'sacrifice,' but everyone present understood implicitly.

Situ Jingyu's expression shifted slightly, and she cast a sidelong glance at the vast star chart.

She had found it strange before: in the star chart manifested by her master, there were not six but eight 'small worlds' near the Yuanqiong Realm. And the world Li Mochen had not pointed out was even closer to the Yuanqiong Realm.

Situ Jingyu had originally thought there were other reasons why her master had abandoned them. But now, thinking back, it might not be so—

Could it be?

"It's almost time!"

Li Mochen stood up, his gaze turning toward the camp four hundred li away: "The great formation is set, the people are gathered; it's time for me to keep my appointment! This Hai Yunzi has acted wisely, meeting my expectations. In the future, you may spare the Tianluo Sect; do not let my promise come to nothing."

"Then does Master need assistance?"

Wei Jianyi also rose, shaking out his robes, his eyes brimming with battle intent. His healed body and spirit, along with the newly acquired 'bio-armor,' greatly boosted his confidence, and he was eager to find someone to test his sword.

In fact, he was not the only one; his fellow disciples felt the same.

But from Li Mochen's tone, Wei Jianyi knew it was unlikely they would join the battle, so he did not hold out much hope.

"I don't have much time."

Li Mochen indeed shook his head: "You can follow, but just watch from the outside."

If time permitted, he would have let Wei Jianyi and the other disciples act, even using this opportunity to let the lower-level disciples of the Purgatory Sect gain experience.

But the problem was that the Magic Goddess had suddenly advanced the date for constructing the magic net, disrupting his original plans.

If he wanted to complete his subsequent plans, he had to resolve this trouble swiftly today, with overwhelming force.

The moment his words fell, Li Mochen took a step and arrived before the massive, imposing military camp.

This distance of four hundred li was now no different from a single step to him; he could directly fold the space under his feet.

Meanwhile, the crowd at the summit of Purgatory Mountain before the Star Observation Hall, though shaken, showed expressions of excitement and anticipation. Then they each employed their methods to head to the front of Tai Rudi's imperial camp.

They could watch from here, using the restrictions within the 'Purgatory Demon-Subduing Sword Formation' to achieve an effect almost like being there. But what they wanted to see was not just the image, not just Li Mochen's sweeping victory over the Langya Heavenly Dynasty and this cultivation world. They also wanted to witness the Supreme Patriarch's current power and Dao attainment up close, to sense and glimpse the path to 'Creation' and the 'Root of Heaven and Earth.'

Situ Jingyu's method of traversing the void was similar to her master's, folding the void directly. But she took an extra step, due to her unfamiliarity with the 'Five Elements' divine pill and the bio-'divine armor.'

When she followed Li Mochen's figure and arrived outside the imperial camp, a jade rabbit with a body like white jade and glass appeared on her shoulder.

It held a stalk of some heavenly treasure in its paws, nibbling it slowly while looking ahead.

"Gugu! Truly worthy of being my master. He's left me far behind again, gugu—I'll have to work hard again."

"Moon Offering, aren't you worried? That is the 'Six Harmonies Imperial Immortal Formation' after all—"

"What's there to worry about? You're now at the level of an immortal; can't you sense it? Your master's power level is likely close to that of a Golden Immortal."

The Moon Rabbit's tone carried disdain and pride: "Besides, don't you know your master's character? When he was weak, he often used risky strategies and took unconventional paths. But when he is strong, he is the most cautious and conservative, even timid as a mouse. So now, without absolute certainty, how could he just charge in?"

While they were speaking, Li Mochen had already stepped into the vast imperial camp. He treated the great formation, the 750,000 Dao soldiers, the 450,000 cultivators, and the 'Six Yao Immortal Swords' in the sky as if they were nothing, walking straight in through the camp gate.

The moment Li Mochen stepped into the camp, massive runes coalesced around him, like chains trying to seal and suppress his mana and primordial spirit.

At the same time, nearly a hundred arrows rose from all directions, shooting toward his location.

Each arrow was fired by the Langya Heavenly Dynasty's Dao army using special formation techniques, concentrating the qi and essence of ten thousand soldiers into one. The arrows were specially made, extremely sturdy and sharp, engraved with powerful rune arrays designed to break through cultivators' spells and protective qi.

There were fewer than a thousand such arrows in the entire Yuanqiong Realm!

But those runes, the moment they formed, were frozen in place, unable to lock onto Li Mochen. And the arrows, enough to severely wound a Mahayana cultivator, melted into iron slag and fell into the dust mid-air. They disintegrated at the molecular level, shattering into powder!

After the rain of arrows came thunderous serpents as thick as water buckets, densely packed, hundreds upon thousands, crashing down on Li Mochen. They flashed and roared around him, emitting a spine-tingling crackling sound, turning the entire night sky silver.

But Li Mochen, within the lightning, was unharmed. Each step covered a thousand zhang, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the very core of the camp.

Ahead was Tai Rudi's 'imperial tent,' but it was guarded by three layers of steel gates and three thousand Dao soldiers, at least at the Xiantian realm, who formed layers of shields and barricades protecting the tent.

Though separated by layers of shields, Li Mochen, looking down from above, met Tai Rudi's gaze. The former's eyes were indifferent and calm, the latter's fierce and brutal, with a hint of anticipation.

"What a 'Questioning Sword Taoran,' coming straight to the formation's core! I wonder if he is so reckless as to forget himself, or if he truly has the confidence to wipe us all out here—"

The master of the Tianyuan Sword Sect, 'Jian Hongfei,' sneered and then rose on his sword: "I ask Your Majesty and诸位 to lend me your strength, allowing me to first meet this 'Divine Sovereign of the Purgatory Heaven, the Void Purple Immortal King'!"

"Sword Minister, go ahead. In my presence, this villain shall not be allowed to act recklessly!"

Tai Rudi slammed his hand heavily on the armrest of his throne, instantly boosting Jian Hongfei's spiritual energy a hundredfold. The Mahayana sword cultivator's sword qi and sword intent swelled to their peak, not only piercing the clouds but also creating layers of black fissures around him, threatening to tear apart the surrounding world and its rules.

The many great cultivators gathered there did not hold back, casting various spells and divine abilities toward the blazing white figure in the sky.

"Draw your sword!"

Jian Hongfei slowly rose to face Li Mochen, his expression icy, his intent filled with boundless killing desire.

"Today I intended to have a fair duel with you, to test my edge honed over ten years—"

But at that moment, he saw Li Mochen flick his sleeve, as if shooing away a mosquito or fly. Then Jian Hongfei heard a 'bang' as his body exploded into blood powder.

His primordial spirit was utterly shocked and bewildered, not understanding what had happened. But soon, his consciousness ceased to exist, and the exploded blood essence gathered into strands of blood behind Li Mochen, forming a blood-red pill.

At the same time, layers of mysterious runes formed purely from mana appeared under Li Mochen's feet, spreading outward as if the 'Six Harmonies Imperial Immortal Formation' did not exist.

This sight made Tai Rudi's pupils contract, his breathing heavy, his hands trembling involuntarily. It also left everyone present stunned, the color draining from their faces.

An ominous shadow began to expand infinitely in their hearts, covering every corner of their minds.

This 'Divine Sovereign of the Purgatory Heaven, the Void Purple Immortal King,' who had made them fear and dread for decades, was clearly even stronger than ten years ago.

"In accordance with the agreement, I have come to seek justice from Your Majesty."

Li Mochen's lips curled slightly as he scanned the people before the imperial tent with a gaze of indifference and pleasure.

"There are more people here than I expected. Good! Hai Yunzi has not disappointed me again—"

But his answer came in the form of a pair of majestic cold lights, like a galaxy cascading from above—it was Tai Rudi's great general, 'Huangfu Shenbing'! He had been receiving the maximum amplification from the 'Six Harmonies Imperial Immortal Formation' from the start, and his halberd strike was in no way inferior to Jian Hongfei's, tearing heaven and earth, annihilating rules, with a reckless and domineering force.

At the same time, the many great cultivators before the tent all struck simultaneously. Huangfu Shenbing's twin halberds seemed to sound the horn of attack, prompting everyone to respond.

The emotion called 'fear' made them unanimously decide that only by going all out, without any reservation, could they snatch a sliver of life from this unprecedented 'demon' of the Yuanqiong Realm.

But Li Mochen, in midair, showed not a trace of emotion. He simply released his divine sense, extending it endlessly in all directions, covering hundreds of li around.

Then all the great cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, even Mahayana stage, spat blood. Everyone's primordial spirit felt as if struck by a giant hammer, nearly shattering on the spot.

The various artifacts and swords they wielded fell into the dust. The sword lights and halberd beams that could shatter a world all dissipated. As for spells and divine abilities, they left no trace in this world.

The entire vast camp and army also emitted violent air explosion sounds—the runes within the 'Six Harmonies Imperial Immortal Formation' could not withstand the pressure, shattering piece by piece under Li Mochen's spiritual impact.

And all the Dao soldiers and cultivators here fell unconscious in waves.

Seeing this, the Moon Rabbit on Situ Jingyu's shoulder stiffened slightly, then sneered coldly: "A bunch of weaklings, daring to raise arms against my master? Ants can indeed challenge a giant, but that depends on what kind of ants they are—"

Situ Jingyu's mind was shaken once again. She had sensed before that her master's spiritual power was strong, but she had not predicted it would be this strong. She had estimated his divine sense to be like a vast ocean, but in reality, it was even broader—yet this seemed far from his limit!

Because her master's spiritual pressure had already covered nearly a thousand li around, yet it was still expanding, still extending, as if it would reach the end of this world.

At this moment, Li Mochen's gaze sharpened, and with his unimaginably vast divine power, he forcibly drew the six sword lights wrapped in golden light, striking like thunder, before him.

"Six Yao Immortal-Slaying Swords? Good swords, but not in the right hands. I'll gladly accept them—"

Li Mochen flicked his sleeve, and the six immortal swords were all taken into his void ring.

He indeed liked these six swords; he had coveted them for decades but never had the chance to seize them. They were probably the most powerful artifacts in the Yuanqiong Realm, equivalent to mid-level mythical armaments in the Bright World.

Thus, this set of swords was a powerful weapon even in the Bright World.

Li Mochen did not intend to leave them in this realm, because these swords required an ethereal imperial star destiny and royal aura to wield.

Li Mochen had not possessed such before, but now he had plenty, yet no one in the Purgatory Sect currently qualified.

Then his gaze turned back to Tai Rudi.

"Anything else? Your Majesty? You can use it all at once."

Tai Rudi's face was purple, but his eyes remained relatively calm, without much panic.

"You truly make me curious, my Void Purple Immortal King. I consider my current strength to be far superior to that of Dugu Tianyi in the past, yet before you, I am like an ant."

"I am also curious about where your cultivation came from and how you trained so many Dao soldiers. But you don't need to answer; I will learn the truth from your soul."

At this moment, with a single thought, Li Mochen caused the 750,000 Dao soldiers and 450,000 cultivators in the vast camp to perish simultaneously.

Then the vast life essence converged along the great rune array under Li Mochen's feet, gathering into the blood-red pill.

"Soul?"

Tai Rudi's gaze dimmed, and a fierce intent surfaced: "You dare to commit regicide?"

"Why not?"

Li Mochen replied nonchalantly: "I have always known you were ambitious, but I never expected you to be so audacious. In these seven years, tens of thousands of my Purgatory Sect disciples have been killed or wounded; there must be an accounting. If I don't kill you, my anger will not be appeased!"

Then he looked at the other with a mocking gaze: "What makes Your Majesty think I dare not touch you? Relying on the will of this world? On your ancestors, the merits of your bloodline in protecting this realm, and the so-called dragon aura?"

Tai Rudi did not answer, but his heart sank deeper and deeper. He knew the other had truly decided to kill him and had no more scruples.

He also suddenly remembered that when it came to merits for this world, this 'Divine Sovereign of the Purgatory Heaven, the Void Purple Immortal King' now undoubtedly surpassed their royal family.

Then Tai Rudi's gaze was drawn to the blood-red pill behind Li Mochen.

"What is this? What do you intend to do?"

It should be the blood essence of the 750,000 Dao soldiers and 450,000 cultivators, but Tai Rudi could not understand why the other would collect these.

Moreover, the rune array under Li Mochen's feet, formed purely from mana, clearly contained many demonic runes.

But with this person's heaven-shaking abilities, what could he not accomplish in this world? Why would he need to resort to this blood sacrifice method derived from evil demons?

For refining artifacts? Increasing cultivation? That would be harmful and useless for this 'Divine Sovereign of the Purgatory Heaven, the Void Purple Immortal King,' who exuded pure and holy aura.

"I intend to use your power to repair the Yuanqiong Realm—"

At this moment, Li Mochen's divine sense and divine power were intertwined, extending into the boundless void.

He had already touched two small worlds, each nearly eight thousand li in diameter, and using the vast rune arrays he had pre-set, he formed a powerful grasping force, slowly pulling them to slide and converge toward the Yuanqiong Realm.

At the same time, the blood essence power within the blood-red pill behind Li Mochen was being consumed rapidly.

And this scene caused all the great cultivators of the present age on the ground, including Emperor Tairu and the others, to change color dramatically.