"Are you awake?" At the same time Lin Mo was pondering, a somewhat gloomy voice came from the entrance of the Cultivation Room.

"Senior?"

Lin Mo spoke calmly.

"It has been one month, twenty-five days, and ten hours. You must have condensed your third Star Power by now?" The voice from outside sounded again.

"I have condensed the third Star Power, but I want to condense the fourth Star Power. However... Senior, it seems that the Starlight is not enough."

Lin Mo revealed a strange curve.

"You wish to condense the fourth Star Power?" The voice at the entrance of the Cultivation Room carried a hint of anger.

"I advise you to focus on cultivating the Secret Technique I gave you. Once the Secret Technique is successfully cultivated, I will give you Starlight to condense the fourth Star Power. How about it?"

The Cultivation Room entrance.

The man shrouded in a black robe frowned, trying hard to suppress the rage in his chest.

"Senior, as a disciple, I pursue Martial Arts wholeheartedly. Without condensing the fourth Star Power, I cannot concentrate on cultivating the Cultivation Technique you passed down to me."

Lin Mo replied calmly.

"You... fine, open the door, and I'll give it to you." The black-robed man lowered his voice, sounding somewhat icy.

Oops!

Inside the secret chamber.

Lin Mo suddenly became alert. It seemed the other party had lost patience and was preparing to forcibly seize his body.

The downside of forcible possession is encountering resistance from one's soul. It might lead to an unsuccessful seizure, or even if successful, the soul would suffer severe damage, which is incredibly difficult to repair.

His Divine Thought cultivated the Ancient Demon Technique, one of the most potent Divine Thought cultivation techniques. Through several opportunities to absorb spiritual power for quenching, his Divine Thought was much stronger than that of ordinary Innate Strong People. However, against a cultivator at the Golden Core Stage... Lin Mo still had little chance of winning.

"Senior, you can pass the Starlight through the gap, I cannot come out for now." Lin Mo said with a serious expression.

There was a moment of silence outside.

"Open the door, and I can give you the Star Power. I still have ten thousand Star Power in my hand; don't you want it?" The black-robed man's voice carried a hint of charm.

A trace of bewilderment appeared in Lin Mo's eyes, but it was gone in an instant, and his eyes immediately cleared again.

This guy actually tried to cast a soul enchantment technique on me. If my soul cultivation weren't strong enough, I might have fallen for it and obediently opened the chamber door.

"Alright, I will open the door."

Lin Mo maintained utmost calmness. He had to stay calm now. Once the door opened, the other side would likely be ready to seize his body, and he needed to rush to the seventh level of the Prison Tower immediately to ensure his safety.

At the door, a strange smile appeared on the gloomy face of the black-robed man. Three thousand years of waiting had passed, but since Lin Mo arrived at this Prison Tower, every second felt like endless suffering. He couldn't wait any longer!

Click!

The stone gate of the Cultivation Room slowly moved, revealing a gap, and then fully opened.

However.

The black-robed man, surrounded by black and gray fog, stared blankly inside the secret room. The Starlight and Lin Mo had vanished into thin air?

Suddenly, he sensed a fluctuation of Spiritual Energy behind him, turned around instantly, and saw a golden light plunging downward.

"Dare to escape..." The black-robed man, enveloped in black and gray fog, disappeared on the spot, chasing after the golden light with lightning speed.

As soon as the stone gate of the secret chamber opened, Lin Mo immediately cast the Qiankun Step, activating the Spiritual Energy within him, allowing him to disappear on the spot without hesitation and plunge downward.

Only by reaching the seventh level would the black-robed man be unable to come down, ensuring his safety.

"Die... I've waited three thousand years; you can't escape."

An icy voice suddenly echoed in Lin Mo's ear; the speed of the other party... was too fast, catching up to him in less than a second.

Whizz!

At this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared from the side, shooting towards the black-robed man.

"Damn it!"

The black-robed man saw the sudden golden light, his expression immediately turned ferocious, and he opened his mouth, spewing a black fog that collided head-on with the golden Light Sword.

The brilliance on the Golden Sword immediately dispersed, rebounding backwards.

Lin Mo thought he would escape by using the Qiankun Step when the other party was off guard, then use the Ice Emperor Rain Sword to delay a bit of time for his escape. However, he didn't expect the Ice Emperor Rain Sword to be repelled by a breath of black fog.

Yet, even so, it bought Lin Mo half a second. Within that half-second, he could reach a speed of 300 meters per second.

"You want to run, impossible!"

The black-robed man cackled madly.

"Twelfth level, hurry hurry hurry..."

"Tenth floor... just ahead..."

Boom

At that moment, Lin Mo, who had transformed into a golden light diving downward, suddenly stopped, standing dazedly on the spot, his dark eyes losing their luster.

The black-robed man had transformed into a black fog and rushed into Lin Mo's Sea of Consciousness.

"Kid, you are not at an ordinary Innate Realm, your strength is formidable, but alas... you met me, the difference in power is too vast, no matter how you struggle, it's futile."

In the Divine Sea, the black-robed man suddenly appeared, emitting a sinister cold laugh.

"Get out of here!"

Lin Mo roared in the Divine Sea.

The roar carried endless anger.

"Be angry, roar... despair, kid, you are lucky to be the first body I, Zhen Yuanzi, will seize..."

"Die!"

In the endless dark Sea of Consciousness, a booming voice resounded.

"What?"

The black-robed man stared wide-eyed, seeing a red Demon Blade appearing out of thin air in the dark void, transforming into a lightning bolt, drawing a blood-red misty line, and shooting towards him.

"Such a Condensed Divine Thought!"

The black-robed man was also taken aback, and immediately his body transformed into a black-gray fog that enveloped the blood-red Demon Blade.

Lin Mo felt his Divine Thought soul being consumed and corroded by the black-gray fog.

"No, I can't die..."

"Meng Die..."

"Mom and Dad..."

"I absolutely cannot die..."

"Don't struggle, kid, I am indeed astonished at how condensed your Divine Thought is; there must be more secrets hidden on your body, right? But I will soon know all those secrets!"

The sinister cold voice of the black-robed man sounded again.

Lin Mo's Divine Thought was as Condensed as a steel blade, superior in quality compared to the black-robed man's, but the black-robed man's Realm was two major steps above Lin Mo's, and the quantity of his Divine Thought was astronomically higher than Lin Mo's Divine Thought.