章 502: Sharphorn Immortal Ruins

Whether it was high, intermediate or low-grade immortal crystals, they were all turned into dust by Mo Wuji's side. A few bottles of cultivation raising immortal pills were also rapidly depleted by him. At this instant, Mo Wuji had cast all other thoughts aside and was furiously using immortal crystals and immortal pills to raise his cultivation.

When the final bottle of immortal pills was used, Mo Wuji finally stopped cultivating. He still had some immortal crystals, but without immortal pills to complement them, his cultivation speed would fall by a single fold. Moreover, this was a huge flying ship filled with people; even if he wanted to cultivate, be didn't date to install a spirit gathering array. And to solely absorb the energy from immortal crystals, would lack any hint of dao. Thus, even if he were to absorb spiritual energy from his immortal crystals at monstrous propensities, he wouldn't be able to achieve the state he wanted.