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Within the space of the Breaking Realm Pearl.

As soon as Moluo’s Residual God Seed entered, its intense Demon Nature actually made the originally atmosphere-less, blank space grow much colder.

Jiang Dali’s Primordial Spirit followed right in, and immediately noticed the changes in the Breaking Realm Pearl’s space. He couldn’t help being slightly startled, even directly feeling a chill rush toward this strand of his Divine Fragment, icy cold.

"Such strong Demon Nature."

He secretly grew wary, his Primordial Spirit unleashing Divine Power. At once it was like a brilliant little sun hanging in the Breaking Realm Pearl’s space, radiating dazzling light, warding off all evils and dispelling the cold from his Primordial Spirit’s senses.

At the same time, he also shielded the Heavenly Mechanism 25 Residual Thoughts, which were likewise stored inside the Breaking Realm Pearl’s space, behind him, to prevent this Residual Thoughts from being eroded and dispersed by the Demon Nature.

Even a level-10 Demon Intent State was something he had not only experienced but perfectly mastered.

Yet even level-10 Demon Intent couldn’t shake his Primordial Spirit in the slightest.

Compared to this Moluo, it was simply like a Great Witch seeing a small scoundrel. Moreover, the other party’s current State was clearly just a Divine Fragment or Residual Thoughts, not a complete Primordial Spirit, exceedingly weak.

At this moment, Moluo’s Residual God Seed, which had originally been a churning mass of mist, seemed to have completely devoured that woman’s Yin Yang Two Gods. The creepy chewing sounds vanished, and the Demon Nature–filled mist abruptly condensed inward, swiftly forming an evil face.

This face—half of it was a bovine head with crimson eyes, sporting curved horns. The other half looked as though the skin had been flayed off, flesh and blood a blur, revealing a skull of ghastly white bone, forming an extremely terrifying half-face, grim and hideous, shimmering with a ghastly crimson glow.

As soon as this strange and horrifying face of Moluo appeared, one crimson and one hollow eye glared at Jiang Dali’s Primordial Spirit, spreading waves of spiritual impact filled with oppression and dread, as if laughing wildly, then calmly observing the surroundings, a trace of doubt and joy in its gaze flashing by in an instant.

"Hm?"

Jiang Dali had been carefully observing Moluo. Seeing that expression, he was just growing puzzled when a wave of spiritual fluctuation brimming with Demon Nature had already emanated from Moluo’s Residual God Seed.

"Who are you? You’ve got some nerve, daring to capture this demon?"

Jiang Dali let out a cold snort. The blazing Divine Power radiating from his Primordial Spirit enveloped Moluo’s Residual God Seed as he sent a spiritual message, "You are Moluo, Dharma’s evil thought-face, the so-called Devil Ancestor... Not some God Demon small scoundrel, yet at a time like this you still can’t tell the situation? Has your Primordial Spirit been beaten stupid, that you can spout such idiotic nonsense..."

"Insolent! What did you say?"

Moluo flew into a rage on the spot.

Jiang Dali gave him no face at all and said, "Cut the crap! This village chief is in a hurry right now and only wants to learn some things about the Land of Catastrophe from you. If your answers are good, this village chief can just let this Residual Thoughts of yours go, even if it doesn’t really count as a Primordial Spirit. If you can’t satisfy this village chief..."

"Moo, moo, moo, moo!"

Before Jiang Dali could finish speaking, the ferocious bull head that Moluo had turned into suddenly let out a strange laugh, like an old ox snorting.

As it laughed, it rolled and tumbled through the space like a deflating balloon, as though laughing so hard its belly hurt, a bull head rolling on the ground.

"Is that very funny?"

A vast Power of Primordial Spirit suddenly surged out from Jiang Dali’s Primordial Spirit like a raging sea, crashing heavily into Moluo’s Residual God Seed.

Boom!—

The surging, majestic Power of Primordial Spirit directly ravaged, crushed, and blasted Moluo’s Residual God Seed until it was incomparably weak.

It was like a blaze approaching a snowball, instantly melting half the snowball.

This spiritual power of Moluo’s Residual God Seed, in Jiang Dali’s perception, was even inferior to that of Demon Emperor Xiang Yutian, who had once hidden in the Breaking Realm Pearl.

With the current strength of his Primordial Spirit, even just a single Divine Fragment could easily annihilate the other party.

Yet something bizarre suddenly occurred, leaving Jiang Dali feeling perplexed.

He saw that the rapidly weakening Moluo Residual God Seed actually remained in a state of extreme weakness, its spiritual fluctuations no longer dropping.

"Hm?"

Jiang Dali abruptly increased his Power of Primordial Spirit. The eyes of his Primordial Spirit form shot out two beams of light, like twin golden bolts of lightning striking the opponent.

Yet something strange happened again. The ruined bull head that Moluo had become merely grew more transparent and illusory.

But its spiritual fluctuations still remained unchanged, showing no sign of collapsing or being unable to withstand it, and it even continued to emit those grating moo-like peals of mocking laughter.

"Moo, moo, moo, moo... It’s useless, useless, youngster. You cannot kill this demon. This demon was born upholding the evil thoughts of Heaven and Earth. You cannot kill this demon’s Residual God Seed. Even if you exhaust yourself to kill it, as long as this demon’s Main God still exists, as long as Heaven and Earth’s evil thoughts do not vanish, this demon can never be annihilated."

"Moo! This demon is undying. This demon can resurrect at any time! You, however, cannot resurrect! Forcing this demon is pointless. Kneel down and apologize to this demon now. If this demon is in a good mood, I might even tell you some Ancient Times secrets."

The bull head that Moluo had turned into was utterly rampant.

Jiang Dali suddenly withdrew his Power of Primordial Spirit, staring at the now much more transparent and illusory bull head with a faint cold smile. "No need to bluff. This village chief wasn’t scared into growing up.

You say you’re undying, that you can resurrect at any time. This village chief is willing to believe that. It’s just that your so-called undying likely comes at the cost of expending power, no? Perhaps at an even greater price.

Otherwise, this mere Divine Fragment Residual Thoughts of yours—dead is dead, what’s there to be reluctant about? For you to insist on keeping this Residual God from dissipating, it must be because this Residual God is quite precious to you. Am I right?"

Moluo’s laughter cut off abruptly, and the rolling bull head snorted coldly, returning to stillness. It said coldly, "Brat, I didn’t expect that, for someone who looks so burly, and at such a young age, your experience and wisdom wouldn’t be shallow..."

Its bull eyes turned slightly as new thoughts sprouted in its heart.

It had, of course, long since heard of Jiang Dali, the Black Wind Village Chief’s, great name. Just now had merely been a deliberate probe.

Now it had tested out that Jiang Dali’s strength was not to be underestimated, and his wisdom, city-bred scheming, and temperament were all Upper Level. No wonder he had achieved what he had today.

In that case, it could indeed use this kid to achieve some of its goals. Wasn’t this much better than that Jiang City brat who had no strength and was both stupid and greedy?

Having decided inwardly, Moluo immediately transmitted, "Very well! Brat, in both strength and temperament, your wisdom truly qualifies you to negotiate terms with this demon.

This demon can tell you the detailed situation of the Land of Catastrophe. From the looks of you, you probably haven’t found the Land of Catastrophe yet. This demon can even lead you there.

But you must promise that, besides letting this demon’s Residual God go, you must also agree to help this demon, deep within the Land of Catastrophe near the Earth Crystal Core, obtain a Companion Crystal Core."

"Earth Crystal Core?"

Jiang Dali’s heart stirred.

"Moo, moo, moo~~~"

Moluo let out his signature bull-man laugh, then told Jiang Dali all the information he knew about the Land of Catastrophe, leaving almost nothing unsaid, revealing everything he knew (you can review Chapter 1403 for details; no need to repeat filler here), and then added:

"Back then, after Dharma saw many terrifying visions he should never have seen, he completely figured out the origin of the Earth Crystal Core. That Earth Crystal Core not only gave birth to a consciousness akin to ’Heaven’ itself, but after its consciousness arose, it actually began consciously eroding the earth.

The Earth Crystal Core was nurtured from the earth itself, yet it began actively eroding the earth, forming what was like a huge abyssal maw in this world, devouring the seabed and earth, chewing a deep hole into it, a hole leading to who knows where.

That was a... hole that seemed as though it would devour even a person’s Soul. Are you interested in knowing where that hole ultimately leads? And just what lies within it?"

By the end, Moluo’s voice carried a faint, eerie bewitchment.

Jiang Dali had long since been engrossed. Upon hearing of this ’hole’ that led who knew where, it was as if countless bolts of thunder exploded in his mind, and he associated it with many things and possibilities. His mind wavered slightly, developing faint cracks.

Moluo’s voice of bewitchment slipped in through that gap, attempting to seize this perfect opportunity to probe the secrets deep within Jiang Dali’s heart...

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