Li Mo's arrival not only caused a stir in Business Leader City but also drew the attention of disciples from other sects, especially the Void Refining Stage elders.

The phenomenon created by someone in the Five Qi Period clearly demonstrated the truth behind the exceptional talent of the Thirteen Immortals.

"An Immortal Body?"

The words from Dragon Head Residence made the Void Refining Stage elders of Heavenly Observation Palace deeply tremble, sparking an overwhelming sense of absurdity and disbelief.

"Luo Yang, it was you who brought Thirteen Immortals into the Great Sun Sword Tomb, wasn't it? You should know his Taoist Body's aptitude. Tell me, what kind of Immortal Body does he have?"

Dragon Head Residence squinted, its mutated head several times larger than its torso.

"Heh heh…"

Luo Yang chuckled without answering.

In truth, he himself didn't know what type of Immortal Body Li Mo possessed. Earlier, he had asked Lu Yuan, but the latter gave an ambiguous response, only stating it was related to the Sword Dao.

Bi Hengguang, another elder of the Great Sun Sword Tomb, spoke in his deep voice: "Since he can be called a 'Innate Immortal Seed,' Taiyi's aptitude is undoubtedly extraordinary."

"Heh heh, indeed it is."

In the corner, Ten Thousand Demon Dao elder Chen Yun, leaving only his head behind, grinned widely, his neurotic actions causing the others to frown involuntarily.

Due to the ongoing cooperation between the Daoist and Demon factions, no one voiced their dissatisfaction.

Luo Yang closed his eyes to nourish his spirit. "The successors from each sect are indeed gifted, but compared to the Innate Immortal Seed, they still fall short."

"Initially, I thought it was merely to suppress deceitful objects, so I didn't plan to summon Taiyi to the Demon Cave. Unexpectedly, even the Artifact Refining Array and other minor matters were involved. Alas, Sword Cultivators are always too shallow in their pursuits."

Luo Yang's words carried a hint of displeasure, as the Floating Island seemed somewhat targeted at the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Zhibai Dao's leading elder, He Li, understood that his actions might antagonize the Heavenly Sword Sect but felt he had no other choice.

Their status within the Daoist-Demon alliance was rather awkward, and only by capitalizing on Heavenly Sword Sect's predicament could they emphasize Zhibai Dao's significance.

He Li did not believe that the presence of Li Mo could alter the situation; after all, while the strength of the Thirteen Immortals might be impressive, it was merely at the Divine Separation Stage.

Though Luo Yang spoke eloquently, the Great Sun Sword Cultivators' earlier chaotic display when attacking the deceitful objects had been a complete mess, showing no trace of Sword Dao's sharpness.

The elders from various sects all wanted to see the Heavenly Sword Sect make fools of themselves, and so they echoed Luo Yang's sentiments.

Luo Yang paid no mind to the comments of others.

Before witnessing Li Mo's talent firsthand, even he had doubted that someone in this world could achieve comprehension so unparalleled in history.

Inside his heart, Luo Yang mused: "I must ask Taiyi later for a Sword Shuttle."

"Damn it, people say that Sword Cultivators are blockheads when it comes to Artifact Refining. Let's see who can actually craft a Sword Shuttle."

"He's here."

Dragon Head Residence warned as the phenomenon surrounding the Floating Island abruptly ceased.

The moment Li Mo completely arrived at the Demon Cave, the Floating Island sank a hundred meters due to the sheer weight of his mutated body.

Ye Zhuo Daoist struggled to stabilize the Magic Treasure, and the island gradually rose again.

The Sword Cultivators simultaneously gazed toward the source of the phenomenon. A colossal figure over two thousand meters tall entered their view, causing them to involuntarily gasp.

Li Mo alone occupied nearly half the area of the Floating Island.

With his menacing dragon head, every breath he took brought alternating light and shadow to the island, accompanied by the swirling smoke emanating from Yin Yang Tai Chi pupils in his eyes.

His upper body resembled a True Dragon by about thirty percent, covered in scale armor, with innumerable Hui Dragons the size of pythons emerging from beneath the scales. Behind his head was a radiant halo composed of various Sword Intents.

As for his lower body, it only barely maintained a humanoid form, constantly undergoing beastification.

One moment, his skin became covered in dense, earthy yellow fur; the next moment, the fur shed, replaced by metallic-feathery plumage.

His spine protruded outward, segment by segment resembling sword blades.

Although the Sword Cultivators were aware that Li Mo's mutation signified a stable state,

the oppressive aura he exuded was suffocating beyond description, as if he could lash out at any moment. They dared only to observe him from afar.

"What kind of damned place is this?"

Li Mo opened his eyes, his expression inevitably showing a trace of bewilderment.

Inside his Mud Pill Palace, innumerable voices seemed to whisper incessantly, attempting to erode his rationale, while his blood, flesh, and bones screamed with piercing pain.

Depending on Da Ai Mi Tian, he managed to suppress the invasive erosion of the Demon Cave's mutation.

What surprised Li Mo most was that the peculiar rules of the Demon Cave appeared to affect his body; without mutation, he would instead become something indescribable.

On the way to the Demon Cave, he had already noticed abnormalities in his body.

Initially, Li Mo thought it was a loss of control over his mutation or a distortion of perception, but after repeatedly examining himself with Da Ai Mi Tian, he confirmed the source was the Demon Cave.

He scanned his surroundings, setting his gaze on about a hundred Great Sun Sword Cultivators.

The Sword Cultivators appeared as charred, desiccated corpses, with only their brains exposed, radiating a sun-like brilliance.

Ye Zhuo Daoist seemed to be doing well, situated in the center of the crowd.

Behind him, in the Black Coffin, four humanoid figures were sealed, likely cases of mutation loss of control temporarily put on hold.

Once the Demon Suppression Cave concluded, they would be taken back to the Heavenly Sword Sect for proper handling.

The cultivators of the other Floating Islands all fixated their gazes on Li Mo. The name Thirteen Immortals had already spread across the major sects.

Of course, it owed a portion of its renown to the Twelve Immortals.

A shared doubt lingered in their minds—how did Li Mo's Taoist Body manage to manifest a form over two thousand meters within the Demon Cave?

Li Mo swept his gaze over the city on the ground, triggering fragmented memories from the Creation Book.

"Business Leader City?"

According to the Creation Book's recollections, Business Leader City was affiliated with the Ten Thousand Demon Dao but had been annihilated by Demon Cultivators long before the upheaval of heaven and earth.

The scenes depicted were filled with corpses strewn everywhere, while surviving mortals hid within ruins.

"Since Business Leader City mysteriously reappeared in this small world, it's highly likely that its destruction back then and the upheaval of heaven and earth are interconnected."

Li Mo speculated that the Ten Thousand Demon Dao, being the first faction to encounter the upheaval, likely engaged in reckless actions.

"Senior Brother, save me."

Ye Zhuo Daoist's chest heaved violently.

Due to deliberate craftsmanship during the refinement of the Floating Island, controlling the Magic Treasure was exceptionally challenging, requiring intricate knowledge of its design.

With limited artifact refining skills, Ye Zhuo Daoist was the best among the worst.

It was apparent that his spiritual power was depleting rapidly; if Li Mo didn't intervene, even his Externalized Dharma Body would be drained dry by the Floating Island.

The Sword Cultivators released their Flying Swords, assisting Ye Zhuo Daoist in stabilizing the island.

Li Mo shifted his attention back to the Magic Treasure, using his Cave God's Eye to pinpoint its weak spots.

"The treasure is of high quality, but the spirit patterns are inscribed rather crudely—what a waste of the Heavy Mountain Stone quenched by an entire mountain range."

Li Mo shook his head, refraining from making immediate changes to the treasure.

Silently, he connected with Da Ai Mi Tian. While cancer cells couldn't resist the rules of the Demon Cave, they could at least help compress his physical form somewhat.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The sound of bones colliding echoed.

Cancer cells ferociously devoured his flesh and bones, shrinking Li Mo's body to just over five hundred meters without harming his foundation.

"Once I return to the outside world, I might become as thin as a skeleton."

Li Mo didn't mind; his control over his body was already meticulous enough for cancer cells to detect even the slightest internal injury.

Ye Zhuo Daoist let out a sigh of relief, as the rate of spiritual power depletion slowed down.

"Senior Brother, you…"

He was about to inform Li Mo about the current circumstances in the Demon Cave, only to see the latter stride forward, carefully examining the structure of the Floating Island.

No matter how one looked at it, Li Mo seemed to be studying the spirit patterns of the Floating Island.

...

Dragon Head Residence curiously asked: "He Li, is the main material of the island Heavy Mountain Stone?"

The elders' gazes turned to He Li, who frowned and replied: "To be accurate, only the core of the Moving Mountain Island was refined from Heavy Mountain Stone. Thirteen Immortals has remarkable insight."

Dragon Head Residence couldn't hold back a peculiar laugh. "What 'Moving Mountain Island'? It's quite crude. Ensure the juniors don't uncover the tricks of Zhibai Dao."

Chen Yun, wearing an expression of disbelief, added: "I've heard that the Magic Artifacts refined by Thirteen Immortals aren't uncommon in the black market."

Luo Yang glanced deeply at Chen Yun, clearly aware that the Ten Thousand Demon Dao had investigated Li Mo's origins. What they intended was unclear.

He Li didn't refute his claim.

He hadn't looked into the Thirteen Immortals deeply himself, only knowing that before joining the Heavenly Sword Sect, Li Mo seemed to hail from the Sub-Device Sect, with only Nascent Soul Stage cultivation.

No matter how skilled at artifact refining he might be, a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator couldn't possibly understand spirit patterns.

Not to mention that the Sub-Device Sect had entirely evolved into blood-flesh limb-like artifice, losing all its ancient artifact refining techniques from ten thousand years ago.

He Li didn't believe Li Mo's artifact refining skill could progress rapidly while within the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Suddenly, his pupils constricted.

Li Mo stood at the island's center, exhaling tens of thousands of Spider Sword Orbs, each emanating faint Immortal Body auras.

Through his Divine Sense, He Li heard Li Mo mutter to himself: "A rare wind-attribute spirit pattern. When complete, it should've been top-grade, but ten percent of it was conjured from imagination. Such a pity."

He Li was lost for a few moments. The inheritance of Floating Wind Spirit Pattern was indeed incomplete.

But among the entirety of Zhibai Dao, only seven or eight cultivators truly understood its intricacies—it was impossible for Thirteen Immortals to access this knowledge.

How could he discern the flaws of Floating Wind Spirit Pattern by sight alone?

"Thirteen Immortals… Could he be an ancient cultivator reborn? Even with incredible comprehension, he couldn't possibly grasp the complex spirit pattern so quickly."

The other Zhibai Dao elders were equally stunned.

Meanwhile,

The Spider Sword Orbs had already burrowed into the treasure, refining and gradually completing the Floating Wind Spirit Pattern.

Li Mo wasn't deeply familiar with Floating Wind Spirit Pattern, but via Xia Dao Palace's deduction techniques, he could at least figure out how to use its fragmented form effectively.

He Li had to admit it was unlikely Li Mo had prior knowledge of Floating Wind Spirit Pattern.

During the process of inscribing the pattern, his clear unfamiliarity with it indicated he was relying solely on unparalleled comprehension to forcibly improve the treasure's power by thirty to forty percent.

"With the artifact refining talent of Thirteen Immortals, why would he join the Heavenly Sword Sect despite originating from the Sub-Device Sect?"

Meanwhile, Dragon Head Residence and the other elders marveled at the Spider Sword Orbs' intricacy. The Immortal Body aura within them was nearly overflowing.

"Ye Zhuo, the Nine Curves Chain Formation you arranged is riddled with flaws."

Li Mo appeared exasperated.

As he engraved spirit patterns, he conveniently sent out thousands of Spider Sword Orbs to repair the formation.

The haphazard array within the Floating Island finally revealed its true structure. The Nine Curves Chain Formation intertwined seamlessly, allowing the treasure to remain hidden amidst the clouds.

The Sword Cultivators couldn't help but rally around Li Mo, aiding him as he busied himself on the Floating Island.

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