Mo Fan at his best – Versatile Mage

While in his mind reminiscing of his power at Advanced and intermediate level he recalled a part of the novel when the original Mo Fan was at the Forbidden Curse- level. He remebered a question he had asked about Kunlun.

“Old Lady Qing Shen, what kind of entrance is this? Do people who practice forbidden spells like to use these kinds of mysterious special effects?” Mo Fan said irritably.

“We met you in the same way last time,” the old Qingshen said.

“Don't joke like that. You'll make it seem like we met in a dream,” Mo Fan said.

As he spoke, Mo Fan noticed the flames under the pot in front of him. The flames were still an unusual dark blue, not the color of the surrounding fire elements, but a change caused by the influence of some kind of aura.

For some reason, Mo Fan suddenly recalled how he met this group of mysterious curse-wielding people in his hometown, a mountain city. They seemed to keep a certain distance from him, and there was a night mist surrounding them.

This time, there was only pure, pristine starlight, which even passed through their bodies and fell onto the rocks and snow.

No way!!!

Mo Fan realized something and ignored the fresh tripe he had thrown into the hot pot.

He strode toward the blue-haired old woman and then realized that they had not used any flying techniques or hovering methods at all. They were just like ordinary ghosts, floating souls!

“I'm sorry to disappoint you, Mo Fan.”

“Those who travel together are not the same as those who travel together… Old Lady Qing Shen, don’t tell me you’re not the forbidden curse practitioners who entered Kunlun this time!” Mo Fan’s heart was in turmoil.

“Many years ago, we represented all of humanity and set foot here, but unfortunately we did not manage to leave this ancient sacred mountain alive…” Qing Shen spoke very slowly.

“What a joke! What a joke!!!” Mo Fan immediately interrupted, “We agreed to meet here, in this place closest to the Milky Way. I, Mo Fan, even regarded you as seniors who could guide me to continue my deep cultivation in the forbidden spell field. And you, these remarkable seniors, are telling me that you perished here!!”

Forbidden Spellcaster…

The mysterious cursed person…

They were now just a group of ghosts, their souls barely remaining.

They were completely wiped out in the last Kunlun gathering!

“I'm sorry, if we had lived, your instructor wouldn't have died in a foreign land, Feng Zhoulong wouldn't have been killed, and you wouldn't have had to face the corrupt Holy City alone… I'm sorry, Mo Fan.” Old Qing Shen told Mo Fan the truth in the calmest yet most helpless tone.

The forbidden spell master, representing the strongest power in China, has long since passed away on this mountain.

Therefore, Mo Fan had never heard of them before; this was information that even the highest levels of the government could not disclose.

If other countries and forces were to learn of the fall of the forbidden spell master, who knows how many powerful nations would trample upon him.

“The decision to no longer use the Earth's Essence for forbidden spells to advance mages… is also because of us. We have failed the expectations of the entire nation. Even if we sacrifice our lives, we cannot pacify Kunlun…” the lame god said in a low voice.

“I'm sorry, Mo Fan, we, the seniors of forbidden spells, have disappointed you. We cannot be your guides. You will have to explore the road ahead step by step on your own.”

Mo Fan was speechless.

These forbidden-spell souls stopped speaking and simply waited quietly for Mo Fan to process this information.

It took Mo Fan an unknown amount of time before he finally managed to accept reality.

He forced a bitter smile, looking at the old Qing Shen, the young Qing Shen, the lame Shen, and the other forbidden spellcasters whose faces he couldn’t even make out…

“You invited me to this meeting, which means you have crossed the Vermilion Bird Divine Mountain,” Mo Fan said.

Old Qingshen nodded.

“Then could you please tell me what the Three Enclosures behind Mount Suzaku are?”

What kind of being could cause such a group of forbidden spellcasters to have no survivors?

Mo Fan had assumed he was meeting with a forbidden spell master, assembling the nation's most powerful forbidden spell team to confront the supreme beings of the Three Enclosures of Kunlun Mountain…

But things turned out completely beyond his expectations.

These predecessors fell between the Vermilion Bird Divine Mountain and the Three Enclosures Divine Mountain many years ago. What did they encounter and what did they experience? Could it be that the Three Enclosures are incomparable high-level emperors?

If it were a high-level emperor, Mo Fan would give up without hesitation. With his current strength, he was not confident that he could defeat a high-level emperor, or even guarantee that he could survive.

“We have made some contribution; this trip to Kunlun was friendly to humanity,” the old Qingshen said.

“What do you mean?” Mo Fan still didn't understand.

Could it be that they paid such a heavy price just for this global Kunlun pilgrimage, to secure a small green channel for humanity?

Can't I just not come?

Is it wrong to conserve strength?

If these forbidden spell masters were still alive, the country wouldn't be in such a passive position. Without the protection of forbidden spell masters, how many new forces would be suppressed by the global magical hegemony organization!

“Is it really necessary to come? What exactly is this so-called pilgrimage? We humans do it, so why do those demons also accept this ancient ritual? What is it about the summit of Kunlun Mountain that makes everyone travel thousands of miles and risk their lives to come here?” Mo Fan finally asked the question that was troubling him the most.

What exactly does Kunlun mean?

“You’ve hit the nail on the head, which is why we’re sending you this message in a dream.” Old Qing Shen nodded, his expression becoming more serious.

“Why don’t you eat while we talk?” Little Qingshen interjected at this inopportune moment.

The gazes of the other deceased forbidden spellcasters all fell upon Little Qing Shen. The girl with black hair couldn’t help but show a hint of embarrassment, but she still blinked her bright, lively eyes like a little girl.

Mo Fan’s extremely complicated feelings were amused by Xiao Qingshen’s words.

It’s not impossible, but once the hot pot is set up, the yak meat will taste worse if it’s cooked for too long.

“Kunlun is the origin of all things; deserts, forests, deep space, ocean abyss, underground... all life originates from here.” The old Qingshen, unperturbed by his daughter’s playful antics, continued to recount the secrets of Kunlun that he had discovered to Mo Fan.

“No matter how countless life forms evolve, they are destined to encounter an unavoidable problem—the limits of life.”

Mo Fan sat up straight, listening attentively, and ignored the young, blue-haired female ghost.

“This limit of life is related to ‘lifespan’; it is related to ‘soul’; it is related to the ‘sacred transformation’ of the physical body.”

“If a species is content with the status quo and dominates its local area, then it can completely ignore Kunlun, like a shooting star in the Milky Way, only shining brightly at a certain stage.”

“But if a species wants to exist in this world forever, the strongest individual in the species will definitely want to climb to a higher divine level and become an eternal, immortal, and constantly reincarnated life like a holy totem. Only by becoming such an existence can one make oneself and one’s species shine like an eternal star...”

“When humans reach the forbidden spell and demons reach the emperor level, they will all unlock this ancient life code. This is the ultimate evolutionary secret that Kunlun has bestowed upon billions of species around the world. If emperors want to become stronger and break through the limits of life, they are destined to go to Kunlun to find their life Dao fruit.”

Mo Fan felt a chill run down his spine after hearing this, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

“Lifespan? Soul essence? Sacred transformation??”

These terms would sound a bit outrageous to an ordinary mage, since these three things are not part of any mage’s path to advancement, and most people have never even heard of them.

However, Mo Fan, who had been promoted to Evil Saint King, was very clear about what the Soul Core meant!

The key to my advancement to a forbidden spell without the assistance of the Earth Core lies in my Soul Core. It is my Soul Core that surpasses the limits of the human soul, allowing me to ascend beyond the norm!

However, the path to becoming the Evil Saint King is not replicable.

Mo Fan understood the concept of a soul.

life……

There’s also the so-called “holy transformation”...

Mo Fan was somewhat puzzled, but after careful consideration, he felt he could figure it out.

Whether human or demon, they will all be defeated by time.

Even the longest-lived Western dragons eventually reach their twilight years, yet some totem creatures seem to have gained an ability to live forever.

The totem serpent undergoes reincarnation and transformation. Although its strength will be far less than before, it will carry the memories of its previous life after rebirth, especially its combat and survival skills. Isn’t that a kind of immortality?

What is humanity’s greatest flaw?

Mo Fan used to think that his body was too weak and that he was far inferior to demons.

But now Mo Fan understands that truly powerful demons mostly live much longer than humans. As long as they live long enough, they will eventually become rulers or monarchs.

Lifespan is the first major constraint preventing humanity from exceeding the limits of life.

Even if Mo Fan were to rise to the status of Evil Saint King and become immortal like the Dark King, that would only be after his soul entered the Dark Dimension. In this mortal world, he would still age and die.

“So you forbidden spellcasters came to this Kunlun sacred mountain to search for the elixir of immortality that can unlock the shackles of human lifespan?” Mo Fan said.

If the sole aim is to seek power, human magic has been continuously evolving, and new powers are constantly being born; there is absolutely no need to take such a huge risk.

Led by Qing Shen, this team of forbidden spell users came to Kunlun in search of humanity’s ultimate secret: lifespan!

“Yes, once we find the legendary Kunlun elixir, let’s not even talk about the elusive question of immortality. Just by extending human lifespan a little, we won’t be so passive in the face of demons.” Old Qing Shen’s eyes dimmed as he spoke these words.

Even the most powerful magic masters will eventually succumb to the passage of time.

Any emperor’s lifespan far exceeds that of humans. Humans spend a great deal of time learning, growing, feeling lost, and breaking through. The primary problem most magicians face after becoming forbidden spellcasters is not the oppression of emperors, but their gradually aging bodies...

There are very few people like Mo Fan who can become a forbidden spell at such a young age.

Yes, the Essence of the Earth is extremely rare and is an international strategic resource. If this divine item were given to a magician who can only serve the country for a maximum of twenty years, how would he face the still-powerful demon emperor when he grows old?

The goals of the Forbidden Spellcasters concern all of humanity, and besides, apart from the relatively young Little Green God and the Lame God, the average age of the other Forbidden Spellcasters in this team is over fifty.

A forbidden spellcaster is destined to have experienced various battles and must have been injured in his youth. These injuries will erupt in a concentrated manner after the body’s functions decline. In addition, forbidden spells will produce irreversible radiation and pollution to nature and life, making it difficult for forbidden spellcasters to live long.

Leaving aside the secrets of human lifespan, it’s likely that no one would willingly accept aging and death.

Perhaps these people who practice forbidden spells simply want to live a few more years. With this straightforward goal in mind, they will fight and struggle before they grow old!

Like ancient monarchs, once their power and authority reached their peak, they would seek immortality.

The same applies to forbidden spellcasters and demon emperors.

This is their truest purpose in coming to Kunlun on pilgrimage—to become stronger and live longer!

“So, is it really true? Kunlun holds the elixir of immortality?” Mo Fan finally asked the question.

“The ancient king also set foot on Kunlun during his aging period. Do you think he achieved immortality?” the old Qingshen asked.

Mo Fan felt like his head had exploded!

Wow!

Ancient royal capitals have made pilgrimages to Kunlun...

Did he achieve it?

Mo Fan didn’t know how to answer for a moment.

It seems like it’s been achieved, yet it also seems like it hasn’t.

The ancient king obtained a method for achieving immortality, a method that originated from Kunlun.

Totem life will enter a cycle of reincarnation and transformation, and the life talent of this cycle of transformation also originates from Kunlun.

These two points alone are enough to prove that the magic of immortality is indeed hidden in the ancient Kunlun Mountains!

Moreover, the ancient people seem to have said that upon arriving at the Three Enclosures Divine Mountain to meet the Matriarch, this being above the sacred totem possesses divine power similar to Aladdin’s lamp, capable of granting the pilgrim’s wishes...

Becoming a forbidden spell and ascending to the rank of emperor are all things that the Kunlun Mistress can do with ease!

Currently, the worst-case scenario for anyone to set foot on the Kunlun Three Enclosures Divine Mountain is that they must be either a forbidden spell user or an emperor. Naturally, their wishes cannot be as simple as becoming a forbidden spell user or being promoted to an emperor.

If I were to reach the pinnacle of human strength like the old Qing Shen, and my cultivation were still breaking through to even greater heights, then the only wish I would make to the Kunlun Matriarch would truly be—immortality!

Those old emperors from other parts of the world mostly shared this wish.

No living being could resist the allure of immortality!