Chapter 699 Qualification to Invoke the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison Once

Hearing this, Shen Mo revealed a smile.

The qualification to invoke the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison once—this was the most important opportunity.

The Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison was a Dao Saint Artifact.

To activate it required an immense amount of spiritual energy.

Even supreme-grade spirit stones could not satisfy the appetite of a Dao Saint Artifact.

Only Saint Spirit Stones could be used to drive the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison.

With this single chance to invoke it, even after leaving the Thousandfold Thunder Prison, Shen Mo would have a life-saving reliance.

He no longer needed to fear the strike of a Supreme.

When he had used the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Flame, he had already thought out every escape route.

Among the seven Supremes present, there were bound to be those tempted by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Flame.

But first, such a matter would be opposed by the Samsara Holy Land.

The Samsara Holy Land was famously rigid.

Anything beneficial to exterminating the demon race, they supported.

Anything harmful to that purpose, they opposed.

To kill Shen Mo and seize the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Flame would bring nothing but harm to the eradication of demons, and so they would not allow a Supreme to act against him.

Of course, even with their protection, Shen Mo needed his own means of defense.

The qualification to invoke the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison was the strongest, most solid trump card he could find for himself.

The range of a Dao Saint Artifact’s coverage was unimaginably vast.

It was no exaggeration to say that as long as Shen Mo remained within the Eastern State, the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison could descend from the heavens to safeguard him.

“Since the old Supreme has said so, I have no reason to refuse. My thanks.”

Shen Mo looked seriously at the elderly Supreme.

Lei Daoheng smiled.

His words just now were sincere.

He knew that with Shen Mo’s terrifying talent, he would one day certainly step into the Supreme Realm.

It was better to form good ties now.

If he waited until the other truly became a Supreme and only then tried to curry favor, it would be far too late.

People only remembered those who gave help in snow, not those who added flowers to brocade.

Of course, if Shen Mo was moved by his sincerity and chose to stay with the Thunder Prison Clan, that would be even better.

“Fellow Daoist Shen, you also carry the Thunder Prison Clan’s Heavenly Worship Token. You must be the one who saved Zizhen?”

Lei Daoheng chuckled as he struck up casual conversation to close the distance.

Shen Mo responded politely.

This old Supreme was approachable, his words and manners making Shen Mo feel comfortable.

Talking back and forth, the two flew toward the entrance of the Thousandfold Thunder Prison and at last left that deadly land.

The Thousandfold Thunder Prison had been formed after tens of thousands of years of struggle between the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison and the White Bone Yinsha Scripture.

Now, part of the Yinsha Scripture had merged into the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison, and part into Lei Jinglong.

The part that merged into Lei Jinglong was awakened by Shen Mo through the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison and utterly destroyed.

One could say the White Bone Yinsha Scripture no longer existed.

Naturally, the Thousandfold Thunder Prison would gradually diminish and finally vanish altogether.

However, the spirit of the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison had now awakened.

In the future, the Thunder Prison Clan could use it to temper their younger generations.

Their strength would only grow.

This was precisely why Lei Daoheng was willing to give Shen Mo such weighty thanks.

Afterward, Shen Mo stayed at the Thunder Prison Clan for a month.

This month was to commune with the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison, ensuring that in times of crisis he could summon its protection.

He also made preparations to head to the Mangcang Mountains, seeking the Canopy Cloud Sparrow.

Shen Mo still remembered the sparrow’s promise.

Destroy Shaoyang Manor, and it would gift him a supreme-grade holy artifact.

Slay Lei Jinglong, and it would grant him the clue to a Saint-grade Supreme Bone.

For Shen Mo now, these were opportunities he could not afford to miss.

A month later.

Shocking news swept across the Eastern State like a storm.

The five great powers and countless cultivators were shaken.

The Tainted Demon Clan of the Corrupt Division had simultaneously dispatched five squads, working in concert with dark agents they had cultivated over tens of thousands of years, infiltrating the five great powers.

The Creation Heaven Sect suppressed the Black Death Sea Bowl with the coffin of their first patriarch.

But in the end, through the collusion of traitors within and the Corrupt Division demons without, this treasure was stolen.

One Supreme of the Creation Heaven Sect even perished in battle while defending the Black Death Sea Bowl.

The Eastern Li Dynasty suppressed the World-Scorching Cauldron with its dynastic fortune.

The Corrupt Division demons corrupted a highly respected royal uncle, using him to temporarily disrupt the dynasty’s fortune.

Seizing the opportunity, they attempted to steal the cauldron.

However, the Flame Emperor’s restrictions activated.

A fragment of the World-Scorching Cauldron was taken by the Corrupt Division demons, but they paid with the lives of three Demon Supremes.

As for the Taint Demon Samsara Pool fragments suppressed by the Heaven-Scorching Divine Sect and the Samsara Holy Land, these too were targeted.

But the defenses of these two forces were exceptionally tight.

Even with Supremes gravely wounded and forced into slumber, the Corrupt Division demons failed to seize these Dao Saint Artifacts.

Finally, there was the Thunder Prison Clan, which suppressed the White Bone Yinsha Scripture.

The Corrupt Division sought to separate the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison from the White Bone Yinsha Scripture, reclaiming the scripture as their Dao Saint Artifact.

According to Elder Supreme Lei Daoheng, the Thunder Prison Clan’s new Supreme, Lei Jinglong, perished in this battle.

Other Supremes also fell into dire straits.

At the critical moment, the clan’s Heavenly Worshipper Shen Mo awakened the slumbering spirit of the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Prison, slaying four Demon Supremes of the Corrupt Division and reversing the tide.

Such news spread through the Eastern State like a hurricane, like a thunderclap.

The name Shen Mo, once quiet in the Southern Heavens, now swept across the Eastern State with unstoppable force.

…

At the outskirts of the Mangcang Mountains.

Boom!

A saber-toothed tiger collapsed with a final wail, breathing its last.

Its body was drenched in blood, scars torn across belly, back, and limbs.

But many wounds were not fatal—they were meant only to bleed.

Clearly, before death it had suffered unspeakable torment.

Its killer had not wanted to end it swiftly, but to revel in cruelty.

A foot pressed upon the beast’s head.

Looking up, the figure was tall and handsome—Shi Tianhao.

“Why him, why always him…”

Shi Tianhao’s features twisted with rage and madness.

The news of Shen Mo’s triumph spread across the Eastern State.

He, of course, heard it clearly.

Even if he did not wish to, everyone around him spoke of it endlessly.

Shen Mo’s exploits struck his ears like a devil’s chant, battering his fragile and sensitive mind.

“Damn it, damn it, damn it!”

Shi Tianhao roared, lashing out madly at everything around him.

At that moment, a streak of light flashed across the sky.

Sensing Shi Tianhao, it descended and landed before him.

Shi Tianhao froze, his frenzy vanishing, replaced by dread.

When he saw the newcomer’s face, his heart surged with terror.

It was Shen Mo.

“He stopped here—does he recognize me?”

Shi Tianhao’s fear surged to its peak.

Shen Mo regarded him coolly.

“I recall you are Lei Zizhen’s friend.”

“Why are you rampaging here like a madman?”

Shi Tianhao let out a long breath of relief.

He hasn’t recognized me.

That was close.

He hurriedly bowed. “Revered Worshipper Shen, I was merely venting my frustrations. Please forgive me.”

Shen Mo studied him briefly, noting the chance encounter.

Then he said calmly, “It’s fine. Just don’t lose yourself to madness.”

With that, he rose into the air, departing without another glance.

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