Chapter 1081 Abducting the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron?

boom!

A dark golden aura filled the heavens and earth, seemingly possessing boundless mystery, and the entire world was transformed into a dark golden hue.

The gazes of the top experts from all sides were filled with terror as they stared at the dark golden ancient cauldron in the sky, which was radiating primordial energy. The power emanating from it made even the Heavenly Sovereign tremble.

Even some of the top experts from the Great Thousand Worlds who were secretly observing this place became much more solemn. Their gazes as they looked at the dark golden ancient cauldron in the sky were filled with deep apprehension.

This Ancient Ancestral Cauldron is the sacred artifact of the Ancient Clan, possessing boundless power. Even ordinary Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereigns cannot contend with it, so its power is unimaginable.

Every time this sacred object is used, it will consume its own power, so no one will use it lightly unless absolutely necessary.

That's why they were so shocked when they saw that the Ancient Desolate Clan had gone to great lengths to bring out this item.

"This Ancient Desolate Clan has truly gone mad," a top-tier expert said in a low voice.

Although the Desolate Ancestral Body is a supreme treasure, the Desolate Ancient Ancestral Cauldron might be even more valuable to the Desolate Ancient Clan.

After all, since the Desolate Ancestor Body fell into the hands of the Desolate Ancient Clan, no one except the Desolate Ancient Ancestor has been able to subdue it. Although its potential value is infinite, its practical value is almost zero.

However, the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron is different. It is the true sacred object of the Ancient Clan, a treasure that protects the clan. Any loss of it would be a great disaster for the Ancient Clan.

The Ancient Desolate Clan has gone to such lengths to reclaim the Desolate Ancestor's Body.

Mo Yu stood in mid-air, gazing at the dark gold ancient cauldron. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the power emanating from it made even him feel a sense of unease.

"As expected of an ancient clan, their foundation is extraordinary," Mo Yu said in a low voice.

According to his estimation, the power of this dark gold ancient cauldron could probably rank among the top ten in the entire world.

"Mo Yu, release the clan leader and hand over the Desolate Ancestral Body, and we may spare your life. Otherwise, when the Ancestral Cauldron falls, not a blade of grass will grow!" Among the powerful members of the Desolate Ancient Clan, a late-stage Celestial Sovereign with a pale and gloomy face stared at Mo Yu and roared angrily.

Although the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron is incredibly powerful, it also requires an extremely large amount of energy. In the past, it would have been activated by a Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereign powerhouse from the Ancient Clan.

However, with the Ancient Brahma severely injured and the Desolate Dragon suppressed, the only recourse was for these Celestial and Spiritual Supreme beings to forcibly activate this sacred artifact to prevent Mo Yu from taking away the Desolate Ancestor's body.

"Trying to scare me? Then I'll have to test the power of this sacred artifact protecting the Ancient Clan!" Mo Yu said indifferently upon hearing this.

He could tell that this group of people were die-hards among the ancient race, the most radical faction who were unwilling to take the Desolate Ancestor Body with them.

With both Huang Gu Fan and Huang Qiu, two Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereigns, now defeated, as long as this group is dealt with, the ownership of the Huang Ancestral Body will be a foregone conclusion.

As for the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron, although it is quite powerful, if it is activated by a Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereign, Mo Yu will naturally be extremely wary. However, if the target is several Immortal-grade and Spirit-grade Heavenly Sovereigns, he may not be without the power to resist.

"Since you're courting death, don't blame us!" Seeing that Mo Yu was unyielding, the expressions of the several ancient clan experts became even more ferocious.

They looked up at the sacred artifact protecting their clan, the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron!

The body of the cauldron is not smooth, but covered with ancient totems of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and states. These patterns are not inanimate objects, but seem to flow slowly with each breath, exhaling an indescribable primordial Daoist charm.

At the mouth of the cauldron, primordial energy cascaded down like a waterfall, each strand as heavy as a mountain, causing the surrounding space to hum under its unbearable weight.

It simply exists there, as if it were the center of this world, the origin of the primordial chaos, and also its end.

"Om-!"

The next moment, several ancient clan Heavenly Sovereign experts spat out a mouthful of blood, which merged into the ancient ancestral cauldron!

The cauldron trembled slightly, not with a loud noise, but an invisible ripple suddenly spread out.

Wherever the ripples passed, space twisted and folded violently like the surface of water. Then, a series of cracking sounds rang out. The towering, solitary peak on which Mo Yu stood crumbled inch by inch, starting from the summit, like a sandcastle, turning into billions of fragments of stone and dust, which were swept into nothingness by the fierce wind.

Mo Yu remained motionless, yet the void beneath his feet seemed to solidify into a tangible platform.

His blood and qi surged, roaring like the Yangtze River, and the bronze-colored lines beneath his skin suddenly lit up.

"Ancestral Desolate Body, activate!"

With a low shout, chaotic energy burst forth from his pores, condensing behind him into a colossal Dharma body that stood tall and imposing.

The Desolate Ancestor appeared, shrouded in the primordial aura of the early era. His face was identical to Mo Yu's, yet he carried a cold indifference that seemed to look down upon the ages.

The moment the Dharma body manifested, even the raging evil winds were deterred, forming an absolute domain.

The Ancient Ancestral Cauldron seemed to be enraged by this power that was of the same origin but completely different. The mouth of the cauldron spun, and a vast, dark golden primordial energy, like a galaxy, carrying the supreme power to suppress the universe, crashed down on Mo Yu!

This primordial primordial energy, like the root of all things, is incredibly heavy. Ordinary Heavenly Sovereigns would crumble upon touching it, their physical bodies and primordial spirits turning to dust.

"The Primordial Chaos Returns to Ruins!"

Mo Yu formed a hand seal, and the Desolate Ancestor behind him made the same gesture, raising his palms upwards.

A terrifying suction force, capable of devouring everything and turning splendor into decay, erupted from the palm of the Dharma Body, forming a massive chaotic vortex.

"Boom——!!!"

The dark gold primordial primordial energy surged violently against the primordial void vortex!

There was no splashing of energy as one might expect; instead, there was only a contest of the most extreme primordial power.

The torrent of dark gold primordial energy continuously annihilated the edge of the vortex, attempting to completely suppress it, while the vortex frantically devoured the energy of the primordial primordial energy, breaking it down into the most primitive particles.

At the point of clash, the light dimmed, the sound vanished, leaving only the intense friction at the level of rules, bursting forth with sparks of the Great Dao powerful enough to blind even the gods.

The stalemate lasted only a few breaths before Mo Yu's body suddenly sank, and fine cracks appeared on the void platform beneath his feet.

He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Although the Desolate Ancestor Body was strong, it was still at a disadvantage in terms of absolute power when facing this sacred artifact that embodied the accumulated wisdom of the Desolate Ancient Clan over ten thousand years.

However, there was no sign of discouragement in his eyes; on the contrary, his fighting spirit burned even brighter.

With a tremor of its arms, the power of the Returning Void surged once more, forcefully devouring and disintegrating the remaining Primordial Mother Qi.

In this round, it seemed that the Ancestral Cauldron had the upper hand and Mo Yu was injured, but he actually withstood the blow from this peerless sacred artifact.

"Fight to the death!"

Seeing that Mo Yu had withstood the blow from the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron, the expressions of the several powerful members of the Ancient Desolate Clan became even more ferocious. They spat out their blood essence again, which fell into the ancestral cauldron.

hum!

The ancestral cauldron hummed, and the sun and moon totems on its body simultaneously emitted dazzling divine light, while the faces of the several ancient clan powerhouses turned ashen.

The Ancient Ancestral Cauldron's left eye was like the sun, and its right eye was like the moon. The sun and moon shone together, reflecting each other to form a destructive pillar of light that instantly enveloped Mo Yu and his Ancient Ancestral Body.

This is not just light, but a projection of an ancient world inside the cauldron!

Mo Yu felt his surroundings suddenly change, as if he had been forcibly pulled into a refining space dominated by the Ancestral Cauldron.

All around him were raging, primordial flames, and beneath his feet roared earth, water, fire, and wind. The sun, moon, and stars slowly rotated like a millstone, grinding everything about him—his flesh and blood, his spiritual power, and even his soul—into the most primordial nourishment to replenish the ancestral cauldron.

"Refining!"

In the darkness, it seemed as if a grand Daoist voice was proclaiming judgment.

The space contracted rapidly, the pressure increased sharply, and Mo Yu's Desolate Ancestral Dharma Body emitted a teeth-grinding twisting sound, and the chaotic energy on the surface of his body was being rapidly evaporated and refined.

"What a magnificent cauldron that refines the universe!" Mo Yu felt an unprecedented crisis. This ancestral cauldron actually wanted to refine him along with his Desolate Ancestral Body!

He dared not hold back in the slightest, and the primordial source began to burn fiercely, like a black sun igniting within his body.

"The Ultimate Profound Truth of the Desolate Ancestor - Primordial Annihilation!"

Mo Yu roared, and the eyes of his Dharma Body behind him opened wide. His left eye reflected the birth and death of the universe, and his right eye reflected the cycle of eras!

Countless shattered stars and illusory images of annihilated ancient continents appeared and disappeared around the Dharma Body.

The Dao of End and Annihilation condensed with unprecedented concentration, transforming into a colossal, all-encompassing inscription of annihilation, its surface covered with countless ancient and primordial patterns.

"The Great Wilderness Eternal Calamity Monument!"

The inscription, once formed, did not expand outwards, but instead clashed violently with the enveloping ancient world!

"Sizzle!"

This time, even the sound of the earth rubbing against each other sounded strange.

Wherever the Great Wilderness Eternal Calamity Stele reached, the raging flames of Xuanhuang were extinguished, the earth, water, fire, and wind subsided, and the sun, moon, and stars dimmed.

That terrifying refining power, under the artistic conception of 'primordial desolation,' melted away rapidly like ice and snow meeting the spring sun. The ancient world was collapsing, and the inscriptions on the Silent Monument were also crumbling.

This is a clash between two primordial forces, a head-on confrontation between two ultimate powers.

When all the strange phenomena dissipated and Mo Yu and the Desolate Ancestor Body reappeared before everyone's eyes, a clamor arose in the arena. No one had expected that even a peerless sacred artifact could not do anything to Mo Yu.

"Damn it, let's fight him!"

Seeing this, the eyes of the several ancient clan experts were filled with disbelief and shock. They then went completely mad and, disregarding their own condition, forcibly offered up the last of their original essence blood and merged it into the ancient ancestral cauldron.

Even if they win this battle, their foundation will be destroyed, leaving them with no hope of advancement and potentially even causing their cultivation to regress.

Clearly, the group had given their all to deal with Mo Yu.

"Qiang!"

As the essence blood was incorporated, a resounding clang, seemingly transcending time, echoed throughout the forbidden area. The entire body of the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron suddenly shrank, becoming only three inches tall, condensing to its ultimate size.

The next moment, it tore through space and vanished without a trace.

Mo Yu's pupils shrank sharply, and he spread his divine sense with all his might, but he could not detect the slightest trace.

This ancestral cauldron is not hidden, but rather its speed and form of existence have transcended the realm of ordinary time and space.

The sense of crisis was like ice water poured over my head, exploding from the depths of my soul!

Almost instinctively, Mo Yu poured all his remaining power into the Desolate Ancestor Body and punched backward, the giant fist of the Dharma Body colliding with the tip of a cauldron foot that appeared out of thin air.

"Boom!"

A dull thud resounded as Mo Yu and his Dharma body flew backward like meteors, smashing through countless layers of folded space along the way, their blood splattering across the sky.

After striking the ancestral cauldron, it disappeared once more.

"No, the speed of this peerless sacred artifact is too fast, and its power is too concentrated. If I fight it head-on, I will surely lose!" Mo Yu's mind raced.

"Unless, the true power of the Desolate Ancestor Body can be unleashed!"

In the blink of an eye, the ancestral cauldron reappeared, this time directly in front of his brow, three inches away!

Although the cauldron was small, it possessed a sharpness that could pierce through eternity, pointing directly at the core of his soul.

There is no way to avoid it!

At this critical moment, Mo Yu made a move that shocked all the powerful figures watching the battle – he deliberately dispersed his nearly shattered Desolate Ancestral Body!

Upon seeing this, Huang Qiu seemed to realize something, his eyes widened instantly, revealing an expression of disbelief.

Between heaven and earth, under the watchful eyes of countless people, all the primordial chaos and power were instantly drawn back into Mo Yu's body.

He closed his eyes, as if giving up all resistance.

However, his body was glowing, not with external energy, but with the most primordial, primordial energy emanating from deep within his flesh and bones.

The bronze veins beneath his skin seemed to come alive, perfectly synchronized with his heartbeat, his breath, and his will.

In the midst of the great terror between life and death, he had a sudden inspiration and touched upon the deeper mystery of the Desolate Ancestor Body—returning to simplicity!

The Desolate Ancestor Body is never merely an external manifestation of the Dharma body, but rather the ultimate evolution of his own life level!

The Dharmakaya is the 'function,' while his physical body is the true 'body'!

"Return to simplicity!"

He gave a soft shout, without any grand gesture, but simply pointed his fingers like a sword towards the three-inch ancestral cauldron that had already touched his brow.

This single finger gesture embodies his complete understanding of the true meaning of 'wilderness,' representing the purest power that life unleashes at the intersection of its end and beginning. It carries no trace of destruction, but rather a tranquility that allows all things to return to their origin.

"Ding--!"

The fingertips collided with the body of the cauldron, producing a clear, resonant sound like jade chimes.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and everyone's face showed a blank expression.

The scene that Mo Yu's head was expected to explode did not occur.

The indestructible ancestral cauldron trembled violently when it touched this finger.

The totems of the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers that flowed on it instantly dimmed, and the ancestral cauldron, which was invincible and suppressed all things, seemed to have been doused with a bucket of ice water, emitting a silent lament.

It sensed that the power within Mo Yu was not meant to destroy it, but rather, in essence, in a way it could not comprehend, it had calmed its raging laws and shaken its unchanging core of operation.

This is a transcendence on a primordial level, rather than a crushing defeat in terms of strength.

"Om..."

The ancestral cauldron let out a mournful cry filled with bewilderment and resentment, and the ancient and powerful will on its body receded like the tide.

It ceased its attack, merely hovering quietly before Mo Yu's fingertips, its light subdued, as if it had transformed into an ordinary, dark gold cauldron...

Upon seeing this scene, the expressions of all the members of the Ancient Wilderness Clan changed drastically.

Mo Yu has already taken away the Desolate Ancestor's Body, does he also intend to steal the Desolate Ancient Clan's protective sacred artifact?