Chapter 81 ​Mo Fan moved with clinical efficiency, clearing the remaining beasts in a blur of purple lightning. As the static faded from the air, thousands of survivors emerged from the valley’s shadows. The leading Grandmaster warrior rushed forward, bowing low in gratitude.​"If you hadn't arrived, we would have been buried in their bellies," he gasped.​"This is Venerable Mo of the Feixian Pavilion," a Sifang General introduced proudly. "The base has mobilized all its power to wipe out the Ten Thousand Beast Sect and bring you home."​The survivors’ respect deepened at the mention of a "Venerable." However, the news Mo Fan received in return was heavy: of the 60,000 residents originally in this camp, only these few thousand remained. The rest had been deleted by the initial surge of the beast tide.​"Did you see any Sect warriors?" Mo Fan asked.​The Grandmaster shook his head, then hesitated. "There is one thing

Chapter 83 ​Time in the secret realm flowed like a steady stream. A full month passed in the blink of an eye.​On this day, a majestic surge of power erupted from Mo Fan's meditation spot. His golden blood surged through his veins with the force of a tidal wave, and his heart hammered against his ribs like a heavy war drum. Under the constant washing of his refined Qi and blood, his internal organs were tempered into something far tougher than steel.​"Tempering the five internal organs—I have reached the middle stage of General Control!"​Mo Fan opened his eyes, his face alight with excitement. Over the past month, he had absorbed the blood mist daily, increasing his strength by the power of 1,000 Elephants every twenty-four hours. His total physical power had now reached a staggering 50,000 Phenomena.​He realized that his path was unique; while most reached their peak much earlier, his ultimate state in this realm would likel

Chapter 85 ​Mo Fan stood within the sleek interior of the drop-shaped spacecraft. Through the transparent reinforced barriers, the landscape outside was a blur of retreating light. In mere seconds, the familiar skyline of the Yishuang Base had vanished.​According to his internal calculations, the ship was "Overclocking" at over 300 times the speed of sound. Despite this terrifying velocity, there was zero vibration inside. A faint blue energy shield enveloped the hull, acting as a total "Stealth Cloak." When Mo Fan extended his mental perception, he found he couldn't even detect the ship's physical form; it only appeared as a ripple on his Advanced Spatial Radar.​"This is a top-tier asset," Mo Fan mused. Even for Kings like Donghai or Tianqi, this wasn't standard gear—it had been specially requisitioned for this "Root Deletion" mission.​As the ship tore through the sky, Mo Fan felt a mix of nerves and cold excitement. He was about t

Chapter 87 ​A single drop of golden blood hung suspended in the air. The moment it manifested, the room transformed into the heart of a volcano, waves of scorching heat pulsing outward with a terrifying energy signature. This was the essence of a Three-Legged Golden Crow.​Wu-Wu’s aura had flickered and dimmed after forcing out this drop, but his foundation remained intact. Mo Fan quickly returned him to the spirit beast bag, providing a cache of high-level heavenly treasures for his recovery.​Mo Fan turned his full focus to the golden essence. It was a fragment of the "Root Admin" of the sun; a single drop, if cast into a river, would likely boil the entire waterway to steam. Yet, blood alone was just "Hardware." To truly manifest the Dharma, he needed the "Software"—the Shen Yun (Divine Charm) of the Golden Crow. Without that primordial spirit, the Dharma would be a hollow shell, much like the Holy Lord’s imitation Baihua.

Chapter 89 ​After concluding his experiments with the metallic talent, a satisfied Mo Fan returned to the Yishuang Base. He spent some time with Shen Lang, touring the now-thriving Feixian Pavilion.​The political landscape had shifted over the last half-month; the three Kings and the visiting Venerables had returned to their respective bases. The spoils of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect had been liquidated, and Mo Fan received his "Dividend"—a cache of resources and Yuan Stones worth roughly 8 billion. He also inherited five martial arts manuals (three Bronze, two Silver), which he immediately uploaded to the Pavilion’s merit-point exchange to incentivize his subordinates.​With the administrative tasks handled, Mo Fan returned to the Starry Basin for a deep-dive cultivation session. The 20x speed multiplier, supplemented by Level 6 essence blood and top-tier heavenly treasures, yielded explosive results.​His inner circle was also