He truly hadn't expected that, even after transforming into such a powerful being, he still couldn't escape being brutally killed by the little stoic. He... still wasn't strong enough.
Qiong Hao's distorted face twisted grotesquely. Although blood bubbles continuously frothed from his neck, he still persisted, speaking disjointedly, "You, you, don't, don't get, carried away... away. Heaven, Heaven's Fortune, long live Heaven's Fortune! Those who follow Heaven prosper... those who defy Heaven..."
Qiao Mu took out an ordinary spirit tool hammer from her inner world and smashed his head with one blow.
Everyone: "!"
"Hmph, you think you can represent the Dao of Heaven?"
"If the Dao of Heaven is unjust, even we mortals can resist, let alone a mere Heaven's Fortune." Qiao Mu snorted coldly, then turned, her eyes flashing with sharp light, and asked in a stern voice, "Anyone else want to come up and challenge?! Come on!!"
Dead silence.
A profound stillness!
No one, including the habitually self-destructive Chen Baojia, dared to utter another word.
Qiao Mu coldly glanced at them, then turned to face the center of the secret realm, a dazzling ball of light suspended high above. No matter from which direction one looked, the object enveloped within this brilliant light remained indistinct. But Qiao Mu knew full well that this was the Sun-Moon Twin Wheels.
As long as this seal was broken, the Sun-Moon Twin Wheels would gain their freedom. At that point, wherever they went would be their choice. According to Mo, these Sun-Moon Twin Wheels were her natal weapons, destined to follow only her throughout her life. However, now Mo had passed away, completely vanished into the vast heavens. Since these Sun-Moon Twin Wheels were holy artifacts that had formed naturally between heaven and earth, they naturally possessed an artifact spirit. How would they choose?
Qiao Mu extended her small hand, touching the aura from a distance, and was actually able to sense a restless anxiety within it. As Mo's natal weapons, the Sun-Moon Twin Wheels would naturally sense Mo's demise. Anxiety was normal.
Qiao Mu clenched her five fingers into a fist and swung two punches at the light that sealed the Sun-Moon Twin Wheels. In an instant, the entire ball of light shattered, and a buzzing sound erupted from within.
Everyone stared dumbfounded at the scene before them, almost unable to believe it. Everyone present, including Saint Child Mi Yan, stood rooted to the spot, scanning the little stoic up and down with looks of utter disbelief, as if she were a ghost.
They had already found this place earlier, and it wasn't as if no one had tried to cut through that light source, hoping to claim the Sun-Moon Twin Wheels before everyone else. But no one had succeeded! Everyone had been blocked by this sealing light, completely unable to break through this ancient seal.
Moreover, Saint Child Mi Yan had told them at the time: this seal had been placed a very long time ago. The powerful being who placed this seal was likely the former owner of this secret realm, at least a thousand years old or more. It was normal for them not to be able to break this seal. Saint Child Mi Yan had even suggested combining everyone's strength to break this seal.
But after breaking the seal, these Sun-Moon Twin Wheels could only have one master. That's why everyone had come up with a plan: first, compete to determine who would be the master of the Sun-Moon Twin Wheels, and then unite all their forces to break the seal.
However, at this moment, everything had overturned their understanding. They hadn't expected the little stoic to break this seal with seemingly no effort at all.