Although it was the first time he had operated his spiritual consciousness, Zuo Mo's control over his spiritual consciousness was far superior to that of this yin energy. He had refined so many materials, not in vain. His spiritual consciousness was originally much stronger than that of the yin energy, and his control ability was also stronger, but he didn't know how to use it. As he probed the yin energy in front of him, Zuo Mo felt like a sheet of window paper had been easily pierced.

  A thread of divine consciousness, condensed like a needle, piercing through the pearl of dawn.

  Unexpectedly, the yin energy of the yin pearl was too condensed, and this strand of divine consciousness was a bit too weak. Zuo Mo wasn't someone who was bound by conventional changes, so he quickly split out several more strands of divine consciousness, gathering them together into one thread, which barely managed to drill into the yin pearl!

  As soon as the divine consciousness entered the Yin Pearl, Mo felt an astonishing change on his horse!

  It seems like I'm in a hazy world, with dense and eerie yin energy all around me, cool to the touch, feeling somewhat strange.

  Zuo Mo's spirit was in a daze for a moment before the hard sensation from under his feet shocked him awake!

  The strand of divine consciousness that pierced the Yin Pearl also originated from him, and the feedback sensation conflicted with his main body's divine consciousness, causing this sudden dizziness.

  It sounds complicated, but it's just a fleeting moment.

  In front of the dark seal, a jet-black needle-like shadow appeared. As soon as it took shape, Zuo Mo felt a chill run down his spine and a terrifying aura washed over him. Fortunately, the "shadow needle" in his hand was also completed. Strangely, the dark bead still maintained its spherical shape, but its color had changed from gray to a perfect crystal clearness, transparent without any impurities.

  Although it was a carefully crafted move, Zuo Mo's heart wasn't at ease. He gritted his teeth and flung out the transparent crystal bead in his hand.

  Yin evil's yin needles launch simultaneously.

  Ink-black clouds stirred, a loud humming noise arose, like an infant's wailing cry, and a strong gust of wind blew!

  Seeing the terrifying and frightening momentum, Zuo Mo's heart sank even further. With his right hand holding the Water Droplet Sword, he forced himself to calm down. He decided that if things didn't go well, he would rather get injured than not launch the "Leaving Water, Burning Heaven" technique immediately. Earlier, when he had reversed the flow of spiritual energy, the meridians in his body had already been injured. If he were to use the "Leaving Water, Burning Heaven" technique again, his injuries would definitely worsen. However, he didn't have many other options either.

  It wasn't until now that he realized the move he trusted most was still "Li Shui Fen Tian". The Dark Fire Pearl had been touted by Pu Yao as being incredibly powerful, but he had never used it before. Moreover, during the process of refining the Dark Fire Pearl, it had almost been abandoned halfway through, and even Zuo Mo didn't know if its power would be discounted because of that.

  Although Fu Bing had personally experienced its power and it was indeed a good thing, this stuff required time to chant incantations and perform finger techniques. If an emergency situation were to arise, where would he have the time to use it?

  There is only "Li Shui Fen Tian", as long as Di Shui Jian is in his hand, he can cast it at any time.

  He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. The move "Li Shui Fen Tian" was not difficult to execute, but unfortunately, it was limited by his cultivation level. If he wasn't careful, he might get hurt. He made up his mind that when he returned, he would definitely study the life-saving move carefully.

  With a stern expression, Luo Mo cast aside all distractions and focused his attention on the dark, glossy awl.

  A transparent crystal bead silently and quietly drew a most ordinary parabola, without the slightest sound or momentum. But that black needle-like thing had an extremely frightening presence, as if the surrounding dark energy was being stirred up, and the rustling of the dark wind made Left Mou's clothes flutter, also making his heart feel chilly to the bone. The earth-shaking, sky-covering howling sounds, the all-pervading cold darkness, a person with slightly weak willpower, under such an overwhelming presence, might not even be able to muster up the thought of resistance.

  In the corner, Pu Yao's expression was dull as he stared at the two of them colliding with each other.

  Pfft!

  There was no violent collision as imagined, nor any light, only a faint sound like a bubble bursting.

  But it was this faint sound that suddenly stopped the earth-shaking wailing, and the piercing coldness that had penetrated to the bone also disappeared suddenly.

  With his dripping water sword at the ready, Zuo Mo had long since prepared himself. As soon as things took a turn for the worse, he would fight with all his might. Yet now, even he was stunned into immobility.

  By this impact, the crystal bead transformed into a transparent light ball, and that majestic black needle was actually melted by this transparent light, disappearing in an instant. The remaining momentum of the light ball rushed towards the dark evil. The dark evil seemed to have been cast with a petrification spell, motionless, allowing the light ball to hit its body.

  The dark energy that was hit by the light sphere didn't make a sound, and melted away at an astonishing speed like a snowman, disappearing together with the light sphere, without leaving any trace behind.

  At the moment when Guang Ball disappeared, Zuo Mo's mind was in a daze.

  After a while, Zuo Mo slowly came back to himself and stared blankly at the empty space in front of him.

  What's going on here?

  The moment when the light ball and yin evil disappeared at the same time, behind him, Pu Yao's blood pupil suddenly contracted, but quickly returned to normal.

  "Pa, this... what's going on?" Zuo Mo turned his head and stuttered. He had thought of many different outcomes, but the one in front of him was not among them.

  The white-haired girl sneered: "A blind cat has run into a dead mouse."

  Pu Yao's irresponsible remark was absolutely unacceptable, he took out a Yin Pearl again, injected a strand of divine sense into it, waited for the Yin Pearl to turn back into a Crystal Pearl, then threw it away.

  Plop, the crystal bead hit the ground, flashed a faint light, and disappeared without leaving any trace or even a dent on the ground.

  Apart from being dazed for a moment, there was no reaction. Luo Mo stood there stupidly.

  "Haha!" The White Bone Demon burst out laughing.

  Was it really a blind cat hitting a dead mouse? Zuo Mo was somewhat skeptical, or perhaps this thing only worked on evil spirits.

  "It's not easy to find a decent yin evil, and you've ruined it." The púyāo seemed somewhat disheartened, casually tossing out a few crystal stones, and Zuǒ Mò suddenly felt dizzy, returning to the stone room.

  As soon as he returned, Pu Yao went back to Shi Hai, sat back on the tombstone and closed his eyes to meditate. Zuo Mo thought that in all likelihood this guy had eaten too much and was now slowly digesting it.

  Back in the familiar stone room, Zuo Mo finally felt exhausted to death. A day's worth of time had his spirit highly strung, especially with that last encounter with the dark and sinister creature, his mental energy was greatly depleted. Without even caring about the cold and dampness of the stone floor, he fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

  "Don't forget!"

  "Even in death, I will never forget!"

  ……

  Zuo Mo's chest began to glow with a warm green light as he slept, which transformed into a gentle stream that flowed into his limbs.

  The Pú Yāo sat on the tombstone, coldly gazing into the distant void.

  The swordsmanship competition **has been ongoing**, with a constant stream of young and talented swordsmen emerging, bringing a breath of fresh air to the event. The youthful energy of these young masters has also filled the competition with passion. The vast majority of young cultivators focus on offense over defense, making for thrilling scenes where sparks fly everywhere.

  This is just a prelude to the Sword Conference, and more and more young cultivators are rushing to Dongfu.

  One by one, names that were previously unheard of became familiar.

  Zuo Mo slowly opened his eyes, got up from the damp and cold floor, stretched his limbs, and finally felt his strength recovering. He looked around, the stone room was quiet and cold. Unconsciously, he no longer needed to rely on the spiritual energy of the stone room, this place had become more like a place for him to refine his dan. On one hand, it was quiet enough to avoid being disturbed by others, on the other hand, this spiritual spring was an excellent place for water refinement.

  He took a glance at the spiritual elixir in the Spiritual Spring, then slowly immersed the Dew Sword into the spring to nurture it. Although this method didn't have an immediate effect, it could fundamentally change the quality of the Dew Sword.

  After finishing all these, he sat down cross-legged and fell into deep thought.

  This time in Xiangdong, his gains were enormous.

  How to apply the array disk, what effects do different array disks have, and so on. Although he finally used a dark bead to imitate the dark thorn, but he knew that this path should be passable, it's just that there are some things he doesn't quite understand yet. Apart from this, his biggest discovery is that he lacks sufficient lifesaving means. The combination of low-level techniques can indeed exert considerable power, but there is a premise, that is, many targeted preparations need to be made. But if you suddenly encounter danger, there is no time to think about how to combine these techniques.

  Apart from this, the talisman can only be used once and it takes a long time to activate, which makes it unsuitable for emergency use.

  The only reliable one is just the dripping water sword. However, he was not at ease relying solely on the dripping water sword.

  A true sword cultivator has absolute confidence in his flying sword and sword techniques, such as Wei Sheng Shixiong. But this absolutely does not include Zuo Mo, he never thought of himself as a pure sword cultivator, and this kind of confidence is not even worth mentioning.

  He fixed his gaze on the Yin Fire Bead.

  Last time, refining the Yin Fire Bead was a huge hassle, and he didn't want to use it easily. He wasn't even clear about the power of the Yin Fire Bead. Since he went to Dong Fu to refine so many materials, his control over Zhong Chun Huo has reached a new level, plus the help of the fire array, he is confident that he can refine a relatively complete Yin Fire Bead. It's just that before, he didn't think about this matter at all, and it wasn't until this trip to Jian Dong that he encountered danger and deeply felt the importance of a lifesaving trump card. At critical moments, having one or two aces up his sleeve would make a big difference in the outcome.

  Zuo Mo arrived at a remote mountain valley, this place was over a hundred kilometers away from Wugu Mountain, the ancient trees in the valley reached for the sky and could provide him with excellent cover.

  The last time the jade pendant brought him great danger, he deeply knew that this object could not be seen by others and became more cautious.

  After standing still, he took out the Yīn Huǒ Zhū (Hidden Fire Pearl), on which were beautiful patterns like clouds.

  In the "Yin Fire Pearl Chapter", various strange and wonderful methods of using the Yin Fire Pearl were listed. Before, because he didn't have a Yin Fire Pearl, Zuo Mo hadn't practiced seriously. This time, he decided to study it carefully. Very quickly, he chose a method called "Throwing Fingers". It satisfied Zuo Mo's needs: the finger technique was simple and its power wasn't bad.

  He then buried his head alone in this mountain valley and began to practice "Tou Zhi".

  "The Finger of Casting" is indeed not complicated, it consists of only five finger movements, but the spiritual power circulation involved is slightly more complex. Fortunately, although Zuo Mo's cultivation is limited, his control over spiritual power is excellent, and this level of difficulty is just a small problem for him.

  It took him only one hour to master the finger throwing technique, and after two hours, he was extremely proficient.

  He felt about right and stopped practicing.

  He was quite curious about what kind of power he would have if he used his fingers to control the Yin Fire Bead.