Mo Qi was somewhat surprised but did not hesitate, immediately pursuing.
Yuan Bao Yu made a fatal mistake by shielding his treasured sword behind him. Mo Qi utilized spatial arts, instantly appearing in front of Yuan Bao Yu.
Yuan Bao Yu was instantly terrified and instinctively turned to flee. However, Mo Qi's strike was as swift as lightning. With a flash of white light, the Myriad Law Moon Wheel roared out, striking Yuan Bao Yu head-on.
Seeing the overwhelming momentum and close proximity, Yuan Bao Yu was already scared out of his wits. The Myriad Law Moon Wheel, glinting with cold light, spun towards Yuan Bao Yu. He instinctively dodged, but the Myriad Law Moon Wheel clung to him like a shadow, circling him no matter how he moved, making it impossible to escape its entanglement.
Eventually, his body was completely engulfed in the white light, disappearing without a trace.
"I, we were all wrong!" This was the last voice he left to the world.
Yuan Bao Yu was dead!
To kill Yuan Bao Yu, Mo Qi had paused for a moment, allowing Bian Zhihuan and Wu Zhongsheng behind him to close in.
Bian Zhihuan pointed his hand without hesitation, causing myriad tree forms to erupt from the ground, gradually forming a circle that almost enclosed Mo Qi. However, due to his distant position, his divine ability was slightly weaker. Mo Qi used his divine ability to slip through the only gap.
Seeing Mo Qi escape, Wu Zhongsheng, in his haste, threw his heavy hammer, sending it hurtling towards Mo Qi.
The heavy hammer glowed, tearing through the air in concentric circles, causing the entire space to tremble.
Surrounding trees, mountains, and houses collapsed in swathes.
Mo Qi, focused on escaping, was also injured by the force, his body violently thrown back a considerable distance.
"I've injured him," Wu Zhongsheng exclaimed with great joy, continuing to propel the heavy hammer towards Mo Qi.
Meanwhile, Pi Donghua, seeing the three moving further away and worried that the two couldn't handle Mo Qi, seized an opportunity, leaving Sun Qian behind and rushing towards the three's battle.
Seeing Mo Qi return alone and completely alter the outcome, Zhu Yan was immensely shocked!
This person was indeed extraordinary!
Was he the person he was looking for?
It was hard to say.
It was better to observe first, so Zhu Yan also rushed forward, chasing after Pi Donghua. His current mission was to intercept Pi Donghua, at least preventing Pi Donghua from forming a pincer with the other two against Mo Qi.
Pi Donghua had only flown a few dozen zhang when he was ensnared by Zhu Yan's white silk, causing him to stumble and nearly fall to the ground.
At this moment, a fierce wind sound came from behind, breaking through the air.
Pi Donghua dared not delay. He turned and unleashed dozens of punches in quick succession. The fist shadows were dense, instantly filling the entire space, making it impenetrable and airtight.
The spider's red shadow roared forward, crashing into the wall of fist shadows. The light and energy entangled and gnawed at each other, with fragments violently shooting out in all directions.
Pi Donghua retreated, and Zhu Yan continued to press the attack, giving him no chance to breathe.
Having lost the initiative, Pi Donghua could only respond with all his might to alleviate the pressure from his opponent, no longer daring to think of leaving.
At this moment, he was burning with anxiety!
He worried that if this continued, those people would be defeated by Mo Qi one by one.
These individuals were all top-tier powers of Tianfu Palace, representing Tianfu Palace's combat strength. If they all died, Tianfu Palace's strength would decline by several levels overall.
He even harbored a fear that Tianfu Palace might be wiped out as a result of this battle!
That was too terrifying!
Impossible, that was absolutely impossible!
He told himself not to scare himself.
Despite his efforts to convince himself, a shadow silently fell upon his heart.
In the subsequent battles, he was unable to fully commit, appearing hesitant and restrained.
At this time, Mo Qi's situation was also precarious. Wu Zhongsheng had gained the upper hand and relentlessly pursued, his heavy hammer continuously unleashing light and shadow attacks on Mo Qi. Mo Qi would get up only to be knocked down again.
The key was that the two cooperated seamlessly. If Wu Zhongsheng's attack had any flaws or gaps, Bian Zhihuan would immediately fill them with tree shadows, making them momentarily invincible.
Mo Qi's tactic was to defend and counterattack, but under their relentless assault, he had no opportunity to strike back.
The most critical issue was that even his defense was failing, leaving him with little more than the ability to endure blows.
The two were overjoyed and extremely excited.
They thought to themselves, "I am a meritorious official of Tianfu Palace. As long as Tianfu Palace endures, I will be its pillar! Without me, Tianfu Palace is nothing."
However, this sense of superiority and pride did not last long.
For moments later, they discovered a terrifying fact: no matter how many times Mo Qi was knocked down, no matter how severely he was injured, he would always shamelessly get back up.
It was as if his blood was inexhaustible.
The more they fought, the more alarmed and less confident they became.
Finally, Bian Zhihuan astonishingly discovered that Mo Qi always stuffed something into his mouth after falling, and then he would immediately be revitalized, fully recovered.
It was pills, definitely pills!
"Don't let him take pills, then we can kill him," Bian Zhihuan exclaimed with great delight, immediately warning Wu Zhongsheng.
Wu Zhongsheng found it incredible, "What kind of pills are so powerful?"
Mo Qi stood up, took a pill, and said, "It's a healing pill I refined myself. As long as I have a breath left, I can't die after taking it."
"So powerful?" Wu Zhongsheng's eyes lit up, and his movements slowed. "In that case, your alchemy skills surpass everyone in our Alchemy Institute, both teachers and students. Alas, with such skill, it would be wonderful if it could be used by Tianfu Palace."
Bian Zhihuan immediately shouted, "Are you also an idiot? Is this the time to lament talent? This is a battle of life and death! If you don't kill him, he will kill you."
However, his reminder was a bit late!
While Wu Zhongsheng was stunned, Mo Qi unleashed the Heavenly Law "Rivers Flow Backward, Bloodlines Reverse," and Wu Zhongsheng felt his internal blood flow become uncontrollable, slowly stopping and seeming to reverse.
Wu Zhongsheng was greatly alarmed, hastily sealing his spiritual sense and resisting the bloodline reversal with all his might.
Mo Qi was also surprised that he didn't self-destruct.
At this moment, Bian Zhihuan's attack had arrived.
Myriad tree shadows swayed and circled, about to enclose Mo Qi once more.
Mo Qi knew that once trapped, it would be difficult to escape. He hurriedly activated the Myriad Law Moon Wheel, his figure closely following behind.
The Myriad Law Moon Wheel spun at high speed, emitting brilliant light that dispersed the dark clouds like sunlight. Wherever it passed, the dark clouds scattered.
Mo Qi then rode the radiance, passing through the dense tree shadows.
At this time, Wu Zhongsheng had also basically escaped the predicament, his blood flow beginning to normalize.
But how could Mo Qi let him off the hook?
If he didn't seize this opening, once the opponent recovered, he would form an impenetrable attack again, and at that time, Mo Qi might truly face death.
So Mo Qi once again unleashed the Heavenly Law. Wu Zhongsheng felt a mysterious force approaching, and he had to seal his spiritual sense and turn to flee at extreme speed.
This power was too terrifying; there was no way to deal with it.
Thus, Mo Qi unleashed his figure and chased at high speed, once again breaking away from Bian Zhihuan's attack range.
However, Bian Zhihuan could not sense Wu Zhongsheng's plight at all. He thought Wu Zhongsheng, like Yuan Bao Yu, was suffering from inner demons. Thus, he began to curse loudly, "Bastard, why are you running? Are all of you so fragile internally? It's like I've had bad luck for tens of thousands of years to be your teammate. You are all idiots! You clearly have the advantage against the opponent, but you insist on giving them opportunities."
After much thought, Bian Zhihuan became increasingly angry and disheartened.
He felt that Tianfu Palace was finished!
Mixing with these people had no future.
He was done!
Bian Zhihuan had the idea of quitting and turned to leave.
He wanted to leave here and go... anywhere but back to Tianfu Palace.
He hadn't decided where to go yet, but he just wanted to leave here first. Staying with these idiotic teammates for another moment was a sin.
"Where are you going?" a voice came, startling Bian Zhihuan.
He thought it was Pi Donghua, and being caught deserting would be troublesome.
"I'm going to the restroom," Bian Zhihuan stammered, looking around nervously.
At this moment, a figure appeared before Bian Zhihuan. Bian Zhihuan saw that it wasn't Pi Donghua, but Hongjun, the sect leader of the Heavenly Dao Sect!
Bian Zhihuan's face twitched. Although Tianfu Palace and the Heavenly Dao Sect were not sworn enemies, they had always maintained a respectful distance.
"Where I'm going is none of your business?" Bian Zhihuan said irritably.
"It actually has a little bit to do with me," Hongjun said.
Bian Zhihuan felt it was inexplicable, but he still wanted to hear the other party's excuse.
"What connection?"
"I'm also here to deal with Ye Yun. We have a common goal, so we can actually join forces," Hongjun said somewhat anxiously.
He was worried that Wu Zhongsheng would be killed by Mo Qi, hence his urgency.
Bian Zhihuan was stunned. The dignified Ancestor Hongjun must surely be at the Saint Emperor cultivation level. Did he need to join forces with others to deal with someone who had just entered the Saint Monarch realm?
Hongjun clearly saw the doubt in his expression and coughed dryly, saying, "The reason I want to join forces with you is not because I'm afraid I can't handle him, but because this person must die. I just want to ensure that this person cannot survive."
"Do you have any grudges with him?" Bian Zhihuan asked, puzzled.
Hongjun was becoming impatient. Why bother with such trivial matters at this time?
However, he still patiently replied, "Naturally, there are grudges. He killed my disciples. The key issue is that this fellow is stubborn, disobedient, insists on his own way, and acts without regard for consequences, posing a problem for the entire world."
"Yes, yes, I think so too," Bian Zhihuan nodded in strong agreement.
At this moment, Pi Donghua, fighting and retreating, arrived nearby. He said to Bian Zhihuan in exasperation, "Why are you still standing here? Aren't you going to deal with Ye Yun? Are you going to let him escape?"
Bian Zhihuan immediately pointed at Hongjun, "No, Patriarch Hongjun wants to join forces with us to deal with him. We are discussing how to cooperate."
Pi Donghua glanced at Hongjun and was overjoyed, "Really? That's great."
Tianfu Palace had come for revenge today. He had brought Tianfu Palace's highest combat strength and was full of confidence from the start, aiming to obliterate the Red Leaf Empire.