"How...how is this possible?"
Dugu Zhi's face was etched with disbelief.
To know that his strength had reached Basic-level Martial Saint, a single strike was enough to annihilate everything.
Yet, unexpectedly, such a formidable strike was utterly useless against Lin Mo!
"There's nothing impossible, just that you're too weak!"
Lin Mo stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his tone indifferent, looking down on Dugu Zhi as if he were an ant, with a gaze that slightly looked down upon him.
Everyone watching this spectacle felt Lin Mo was not only arrogant, but his arrogance knew no bounds!
Dugu Zhi almost burst into rage-induced vomit. At the age of nineteen, having reached such a realm, only to be called weak by Lin Mo.
He couldn't stand such a blow.
"Bastard, I want you dead!"
Dugu Zhi's face became extremely cold, his killing intent fully revealed. At this moment, he no longer underestimated Lin Mo; instead, his murderous aura surged forth from his entire being.
In an instant, it intensified by four to five times!
Little did he know, Lin Mo didn't take his murderous intent to heart at all.
Hum!
The very next second, Dugu Zhi's eyes were filled with killing intent; a violent wind howled forth, an unmatched aura erupted, transforming into a boundless destructive storm, crushing down upon the space where Lin Mo stood.
In the blink of an eye, countless waves of slaughter came crashing down, yet Lin Mo's expression remained unchanged.
The crowd had already been stunned; they had never witnessed a battle of such caliber.
To them, at this moment, both Dugu Zhi and Lin Mo were like Heavenly Gods!
As the waves of slaughter were about to reach him, Lin Mo ignored Dugu Zhi's aura and immediately followed with a slight chill in his eyes.
In an instant, a terrifying aura burst forth from Lin Mo, making Dugu Zhi feel as if he had been plunged into a vast ocean.
It felt as though endless waves were engulfing him.
In a flash, Dugu Zhi's body was sent flying.
Bang!
The next second, Dugu Zhi's body smashed heavily onto the ground, and even the earth where he landed cracked in a web-like pattern, dense and glaring.
He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes revealing a hint of horror, "You...are you perhaps an Intermediate Martial Saint?"
"What? Intermediate Martial Saint?"
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...
At that moment, almost everyone's gaze fell upon Lin Mo, utterly shocked.
They originally thought Dugu Zhi, at the age of nineteen and already a Basic-level Martial Saint, was already incredibly awesome.
But Lin Mo was even younger than Dugu Zhi! How could there possibly be such a defiantly powerful person in the world? What kind of frightful genius could this be!
In that instant, Xia Dong, Zhou Yi, and Xia Peng trembled uncontrollably!
Especially recalling their recent actions towards Xia Mengdie and their various disdain and mockery towards Lin Mo, they felt as though they were on the brink of an abyss.
Now, their only hope lay with Dugu Zhi.
If Dugu Zhi was utterly defeated, they estimated their end as well!
Everyone was shocked; Lin Mo watched Dugu Zhi with an indifferent look and said lightly, "You're alive only because I was toying with you, nothing more!"
"What did you say?" Dugu Zhi took another hit, spewing out another mouthful of blood, his eyes fierce to the extreme, "Very good! I, Dugu Zhi, never imagined that there would be someone more monstrous than me in this world. Even if I lose my life today, I will take you down with me."
"To perish together? You're not qualified for that." Lin Mo snorted coldly, his icy eyes staring at Dugu Zhi, not taking his words seriously at all.
"Damn it, I'll fight you to the end!"
"Dugu Nine Swords, Destructive Heaven Style, Soul Slash!"
Dugu Zhi coldly shouted, an endless and icy murderous intent surged toward the skies.
No sooner had he spoken than his silvery longsword reappeared.
Whoosh! A myriad of sword shadows instantly materialized, leaving no space to hide.
This ultimate move, when executed by Dugu Zhi to perfection, could instantly kill any Basic-level Martial God, were he at the Basic-level Martial God Realm!
Unfortunately, he was facing Lin Mo.
Lin Mo slightly raised his hand, casting a handprint, as if an overwhelming torrent was sweeping across, his suppression unstoppable.
Then, the handprint descended with the weight of the Nine Heavens.
Boom!
With the handprint's descent, it felt like the sky was collapsing and the earth shattering, the ground itself violently trembling.
Spurt, spurt, spurt! Under the gaze of everyone, Dugu Zhi's all-out attack crumbled like a mere insect, instantly obliterated!
"No! This can't be happening!"
Dugu Zhi was utterly defeated, roaring to the heavens, originally believing there was no other youth in the world who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
Now, he realized he was just a frog at the bottom of a well!
He was too unwilling to accept this.
"Kneel down!"
Lin Mo's voice was domineering and icy as he stepped forward, a terrifying suppression suddenly enveloping Dugu Zhi.
In an instant, Dugu Zhi's expression turned extremely ugly and pale.
Thud!
Lin Mo took another step, the entire courtyard trembling deeply with this action, a universal might pressing down on Dugu Zhi: "Kneel before my wife!"
Thump!
Suddenly, a clear sound of kneeling echoed in everyone's ears. As if in a dream, the genius Dugu Zhi actually knelt before Xia Mengdie. Numerous people witnessing this scene trembled in their hearts.
Lin Mo's strength was beyond everyone's expectations, from an ordinary person they initially thought, to now, powerful enough to stand above all.
"Bow and apologize!" Lin Mo commanded coldly.
"No... I won't!" Dugu Zhi shouted angrily, a young warrior with peerless talent, now forced to kneel to a woman, what a profound humiliation!
"Then you can die," Lin Mo said indifferently, a murderous aura erupting, the invisible suppression directly cloaking Dugu Zhi's entire body, followed by Lin Mo's hand slowly lifting.
"You can't kill me! You can't! If I die, you won't live much longer either, not just you, but your woman, your friends!" Feeling Lin Mo's cold killing intent, Dugu Zhi sobered up considerably, knowing Lin Mo wasn't joking but truly intended to take his life.
He was too unwilling to die like this, his decades of hard cultivation would be for naught, with no second chances!
"I insist on your death!" Lin Mo snorted coldly, taking a step forward and striking towards Dugu Zhi.
Dugu Zhi's eyes filled with terror, unable to escape under Lin Mo's overwhelming suppression.
"No..."
Dugu Zhi shouted in extreme horror, but before his voice could fully fall, Lin Mo's handprint had already descended.
Bang!
In an instant, Dugu Zhi's head burst like a watermelon, his crimson blood spraying everywhere, a ghastly and bloody sight.
At that moment, two incredibly powerful figures descended like Immortals.
One of them, seeing the horrendous state of Dugu Zhi's corpse, had eyes filled with ferocity: "No!!"
Looking at his tragically deceased son, that person's gaze turned toward Lin Mo, continuing: "You dared to kill my son; I want your Divine Soul to be annihilated, to accompany him in death!!"