Thus, Mosquito Daoist decided to go all out and return to his old trade. His breakthrough was within reach; this time, he would feast to his heart's content.
He did not dare approach Mount Sumeru or Kunwu Mountain. Those were the Dao Fields of Saints and an unknown powerhouse. Mosquito Daoist had no desire to be slapped again.
So, Mosquito Daoist began his great devouring endeavor far away from powerful cultivators.
As he continued devouring, Mosquito Daoist's Origin steadily grew, seemingly reaching a limit. Yet no matter what he did, he could not break through.
Unwilling to accept his failed breakthrough, Mosquito Daoist continued devouring. As he traveled, he unknowingly drew closer to a peculiar place.
Just as Mosquito Daoist was about to continue devouring, a huge hand reached out and seized him.
"Eh, a Blood-Winged Black Mosquito. It's even a strange beast!"
"Fellow Daoist, be careful. Don't crush him to death!"
Several powerful figures suddenly appeared. Even the slightest leak of their terrifying auras made Mosquito Daoist's scalp tingle.
Mosquito Daoist had gotten carried away with devouring and had actually failed to notice that he had trespassed into these powerful figures' Dao Field.
"This Blood-Winged Black Mosquito seems none too intelligent. It actually wants to break through by devouring Origin. Fellow Daoist, why not just crush it to death? What's the point of keeping such a foolish creature?"
Another powerful figure whom Mosquito Daoist could not see clearly flew out from the enormous pit.
Mosquito Daoist immediately felt a chill run down from the top of his head. If they truly crushed him to death, he would have no chance of reviving.
He did not know where this place was. His connection with all his avatars had vanished, just like what had happened back on Azure Nether Island.
"This