"Jin Taiyu!"
"Jin Taiyu!"
Zheng Renhe and Moon Reading Fate were engaged in battle with Zhen Yuanzi, though they didn't turn their heads, they already sensed that Jin Taiyu's aura had vanished instantly.
When the two quickly turned their heads, they only saw Jin Taiyu's body split in two, with even his soul scattered by the violent aura, turning into dust.
Jin Taiyu was a Martial Arts expert at the Moon Wheel Realm, while Lin Mo, only at the Star Wheel Realm, surprisingly killed Jin Taiyu God with a single sword strike.
Zheng Renhe and Moon Reading Fate's faces turned as pale as paper; months ago, Lin Mo had to exert all his strength to contend with Jin Taiyu, but now... the two could not believe what was happening before their eyes.
"Escape!"
In their hearts, there was only one thought, immediately transforming into two beams of flowing light, scattering in opposite directions.
"Hmph, still want to leave?"
Zhen Yuanzi coldly snorted, suddenly waving his sleeve, sealing the area within a hundred nautical miles with extreme speed using the Seven-faced Ghost Banner, causing the Demon Souls to howl, the Black Fog to churn, transforming this range into an Asura Ghost Realm.
Zheng Renhe and Moon Reading Fate's speed was halted; with their strength, they would have to exhaust a lot of power to force their way through the banner, even if they managed to escape, they would become targets for Lin Mo.
"Baka..."
Zheng Renhe clenched his fists, biting his teeth hard, the muscles in his cheeks becoming stiff, his eyes flashing with madness.
"Zheng Renhe, what should we do now?" Moon Reading Fate, equally pale, asked through transmission.
"Fight them to the death! Even if I, Zheng Renhe, die in battle... I will not run away!" Zheng Renhe's eyes were sharp.
Lin Mo held the Xuanyuan Sword, having just unleashed a hundredfold combat power surge, causing the muscles and meridians throughout his body to feel on the verge of tearing, with much of the power drained. The Dantian, limbs, bones, and cells are containers storing True Yuan; the stronger the container, the more True Yuan it can store. Exploding energy requires the meridians and bones to hold the force, Lin Mo's sudden hundredfold surge caused muscle and bone
soreness, which was quite normal.
"The True Essence Energy within me is estimated to allow me to explode for about ten seconds." Lin Mo pondered secretly.
But in battles, especially between masters, ten seconds is more than enough to determine victory.
"Lin Mo, today I'll fight to the death to avenge Jin Taiyu!" Zheng Renhe's eyes were like lightning, his hands clasped together slowly opening again, revealing a silver snake-shaped treasure sword in his hand.
"As long as you can defeat me, I'll let you leave."
Lin Mo's right hand held the wide Xuanyuan Sword, its blade angled downwards, with azure arcs dancing along the edge, crackling.
"Are you serious? If I defeat you, you'll let me leave?" Zheng Renhe's eyes brightened, clinging to life, no one willingly dies.
"A gentleman's word is a promise not to be broken." Lin Mo stated indifferently.
"Alright, today I'll test how strong you really are." Zheng Renhe said, then erupted with powerful aura, even stronger than Jin Taiyu's. Despite both being realms within the Moon Wheel Realm, there are four levels: Early Stage, Middle Stage, Late Stage, Great Perfection, and Jin Taiyu was just at the Early Stage, while Zheng Renhe had stepped into the Middle Stage, with basic star combat power increased to eighty combat power units, doubling the surge to one hundred
sixty combat power units.
"Fight!"
Zheng Renhe roared, his voice exploding like thunder on the spot.
The silver longsword in his hand thrust out, causing ripples in space, shaking like paper almost shattering from the intense sword Qi.
That silver longsword, now like lightning, like a snake, traversing the void with an unpredictable trajectory, leaving no way to trace its path.
Basic combat power of one hundred and sixty collaborated with Martial Arts cultivation techniques, roughly equating to two hundred combat power points.
"Die..."
Zheng Renhe's eyes were completely red; with Zhen Yuanzi and Lin Mo present, he had no hope of escape, only to fight desperately, seeking life through death.
"Slash!"
Lin Mo's expression was cold, like an unparalleled Killing God; ever since his Demon Transformation, he vaguely sensed a surge of bloodlust within him.
The Xuanyuan Sword in Lin Mo's hand slashed out, instantly causing space to tremor, a mesmerizing sword light as if tearing through space, dominating, cold, even carrying a hint of bloodlust.
The hundredfold amplification of combat power caused Lin Mo to reach an astonishing five hundred combat power base units, easily overwhelming Zheng Renhe.
The two sword lights met without sound, rather than an earth-shattering explosion, they seemed to collide and obliterate each other.
"No... Impossible!"
As all the light vanished into the world, Zheng Renhe and Lin Mo's figures interlaced, standing in the air.
"Zheng Renhe..."
Moon Reading Fate felt ominous seeing this, her heart filled with foreboding.
"No, I won't die, I am God, I am Zheng Renhe..."
Zheng Renhe opened his mouth, roaring madly, yet his voice abruptly ceased, then Zheng Renhe's body suddenly developed cracks, light shooting from them.
Instantly, Zheng Renhe's body shattered like a becoming dissolution, splitting into pieces, his soul also cracked and fragmented, dissolving into void.
One sword, Zheng Renhe fell!
"How did you become so strong?" Moon Reading Fate widened her eyes, disbelief etched on her face.
In just a few months, no matter how diligently one cultivates, strength could only improve slightly, how could it surge like Lin Mo's, his power suddenly skyrocketing.
"I don't need to tell you, anyone involved in hurting my mother must die today!"
Lin Mo's pupils emitted an icy gleam, at this moment he resembled a bloodthirsty Fierce Beast, devoid of any other emotions.
"Infinite Moon Reading..."
Moon Reading Fate quickly formed Seal Techniques with both hands in front of her chest, her pupils turning pink-purple, glowing eerie light, instantly the world turned blood-red, a crescent blood moon slowly rising behind her into the sky.
Illusion Techniques target the soul and consciousness of cultivators, attacking to induce hallucinations, keeping them trapped in an infinite illusion realm, eventually collapsing, no matter how strong, turning into wood and fools.
"Break!"
Lin Mo's eyes shot two beams of dazzling purple light; in Divine Sense cultivation, he practiced super powerful techniques of the Ancient Demon Clan, with awareness and willpower refined through countless trials.
Moon Reading Fate saw the purple glow in Lin Mo's eyes, her face changed drastically, she turned to flee...
Yet just tens of miles out, a sword light passed through her body from behind, the fierce Sword Qi instantly annihilating her soul. Moon Reading Fate, dead!