The Realm of Heaven and Man was, after all, not a true Heavenly Being.
At least, in Lin Mo's eyes, Situ Aoshi's status as a Heavenly Being was vastly overstated.
No matter what, a Heavenly Being should at least possess divine sense.
Yet at this moment, Lin Mo's divine sense was like an invisible giant net, enveloping the entire Situ family and recklessly sweeping across every inch and corner.
And that lofty Situ Aoshi was completely oblivious to it.
His conversation with the people below passed clearly into Lin Mo's ears without missing a single word.
The Clan Protection Grand Array?
Lin Mo stood at the main entrance of the stone hall, the corners of his lips curling up silently.
Coincidentally, he, Lin Mo, had studied array formations.
This truly was falling right into his hands.
He casually put away the Human Emperor Banner. As for the corpses littering the entrance of the stone hall, they would serve as a little appetizer for the Situ family.
With a sway of his body, Lin Mo transformed into an almost invisible shadow, quietly passing through the pavilions and towers.
He did not even need to bother searching. For an array master, the majestic flow of spiritual energy within this blessed heavenly paradise was the best guidepost.
Every meridian of spiritual energy flow, every converging node, was clearly exposed to his perception.
When he found the first array core, Lin Mo just glanced at it, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.
This was a killing array that drew upon lifeblood. It was a bit special, but worth studying.
But when he probed deeper into its core structure, his face instantly sank.
Hidden deep within the array was actually a sub-array for blood sacrifice.
Once activated, it would not only burn lifeblood but also indiscriminately extract the lifeblood of all living beings within the array's range to enhance its power.
Using the lives of his own clansmen as firewood, how ruthless.
Lin Mo could not help but curse in a low voice.
This was no longer just vicious; it was the behavior of a beast.
He continued to probe along the spiritual energy meridians and quickly figured out the locations of all the array cores.
Without exception, beneath every main array lay a similarly malicious sub-array.
Added all together, it was an array designed to incinerate the entire clan.
Truly disgusting.
A flash of coldness passed through Lin Mo's eyes, but his hands moved smoothly like flowing water without the slightest hesitation.
He did not destroy these arrays; that would be letting the Situ family off too easily.
He merely altered a few core runes slightly, quietly modifying certain parts of the array.
Meanwhile.
Oh no!
A sharp cry pierced the tranquility of the Situ family.
Quick! Go report to the Law Enforcement Hall! Enemy attack! We are under attack!
Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, the leading patrol captain turned pale. When he tried to pass through the spatial channel, he found that the channel did not respond at all.
The channel had been completely sealed!
A chill shot straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Someone wanted to trap them right here!
Therefore, the patrol immediately reported to the Law Enforcement Hall, and the acting hall master immediately went to report to Situ Aoshi.
With the layers of bureaucratic procedures, the speed was not exactly fast.
Lin Mo had already handled all the array formations.
He patted the non-existent dust off his hands, found a roof with an excellent view, and sat down leisurely.
Now, the curtain was officially raised.
Patriarch! Bad news! The stone hall... the guards at the stone hall are all dead! The channel to the outside world has also been sealed!
The acting hall master fell to his knees with a thud, his voice trembling.
What?
Situ Aoshi's originally placid face was instantly covered in frost.
The expensive mahogany chair beside him turned into a handful of fine powder the moment his palm pressed down, slipping through his fingers without making a single sound.
The next moment, he stomped his foot fiercely!
Boom!
The exquisite roof was completely blown off by an unmatched burst of qi, sending countless tiles and wood splinters shooting in all directions.
Situ Aoshi's figure shot into the sky. Dozens of meters in the air, he stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind.
A terrifying aura swept out from his body, enveloping half of the Situ family.
Ignorant brat! Hiding your head and showing your tail! Roll out here and accept your death!
His majestic voice was like rolling thunder, exploding in the sky and making the eardrums of countless Situ family disciples below buzz.
Situ Aoshi's voice spread outward. Although it could not completely cover the entire blessed paradise, he believed that Lin Mo would absolutely be able to hear it.
They all looked up at the god-like figure in the sky, their faces filled with shock and fanaticism.
Heavens! The old patriarch can actually fly!
Too strong! Is this the Realm of Heaven and Man? Walking through the air as if on flat ground!
With the old patriarch here, any scoundrels will have to die!
Hearing the waves of gasps from below, Lin Mo, who was hiding in the dark, almost laughed out loud.
He understood now.
So in their eyes, being able to fly meant being in the Realm of Heaven and Man.
It was a bit hilarious.
Very well, then I am a Heavenly Being too.
With a thought, an invisible escalator seemed to appear beneath Lin Mo's feet, and his entire body rose up steadily and casually.
In the blink of an eye, he hovered in front of Situ Aoshi. His expression was indifferent, as if he were just taking an after-dinner stroll and decided to come up to the sky to enjoy the view.
Situ Aoshi's eyelids twitched wildly.
This kid had flown up too!
Moreover, the opponent's hovering posture was even more stable than his own. There was not even a trace of true qi fluctuation; it was as if he had always been standing there.
This realization made Situ Aoshi's hand, hidden in his sleeve, tremble uncontrollably.
His chest heaved violently as he forcefully suppressed the storm in his heart, reassuming his posture of absolute control with his hands behind his back.
He took a deep breath, his hands behind his back.
Kid, are you from Yanhuang Awakening? Aren't you afraid of our Hidden Sect's joint petition to report you to Yanhuang Awakening?
His voice was loud and clear, attempting to overwhelm the other party with his aura, but it appeared somewhat strong on the outside and hollow on the inside.
Lin Mo, however, could not even be bothered to lift an eyelid, completely uninterested in his nonsense.
His divine sense had long since spread out, clearly seeing that Situ Aoshi's hand behind his back was rapidly making a subtle gesture to the Third Elder below.
Almost at the same time, the Third Elder's figure turned into a stream of light, rushing rapidly toward the depths.
He was probably going to activate the array.
Lin Mo did not expose him. He just looked at him quietly, a trace of amusement in his eyes, as if admiring the clumsy performance of a jumping clown.
You are panicking.
Lin Mo suddenly spoke. His voice was not loud, but it reached Situ Aoshi's ears clearly.
You originally thought you were invincible in this world, but then I flew right in front of you, so you got scared.
This calm and placid statement was like a needle, ruthlessly piercing through Situ Aoshi's feigned composure, causing his entire body to stiffen for a moment.
But he was, after all, an old fox who had lived for over a hundred years; his thick skin had long been perfected.
After a brief moment of astonishment, he actually threw his head back and laughed heartily. The laughter echoed in the valley, yet it carried an indescribable sense of falseness.
Kid, what kind of thing do you think you are?! I am the previous patriarch of the Situ family! When I roamed the world unchallenged, your parents were not even born yet!

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

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