He is a God

Li Moce's sky-shattering attack shot towards the black-robed man.

However, the black-robed man still stood there silently, showing no intention of defending against his attack.

"Humph, even I, Li Moce, am a martial arts grandmaster of this generation. Facing my attack with such arrogance, you shall suffer the consequences!" An icy voice came from Li Moce's mouth, but he did not dare underestimate his opponent either. The power in his hands grew even more formidable.

Yet what he did not expect was that his overwhelming attack landed on the black-robed man without even a ripple.

"Snap!"

Seeing this scene, Li Moce was so frightened that his courage almost cracked. He immediately withdrew his attack, stamped his foot in the void, and arced away as a streak of light.

Now he only had one thought.

Run!

In just a single breath, Li Moce had traversed thousands of feet in the air.

Just then, the still black-robed man finally moved. His black sleeve slowly rose up.

At the same time, Li Moce, who was fleeing like the wind thousands of feet away, suddenly froze in place. His entire body was as if stuck in a quagmire, unable to take another step.

"What?"

Li Moce's face paled dramatically.

What made his hair stand on end was still to come. A vast force slowly emanated from behind him, sucking him back. In less than a moment, he had already returned to the black-robed man's side, standing stiffly in midair, unable to move at all.

His ashen face showed that he now knew he was like a fish on the chopping board before this black-robed man.

"You...just who are you?" Li Moce stammered out, glaring at the black-robed man anxiously.

The black-robed man remained silent.

"What do you want to do to me? I have no grievances or grudges against you, why do you treat me like this?" Li Moce nervoulsy questioned again.

"No grievances or grudges?"

Finally, a voice came from under the black robes. But the indistinct pronunciation and utter lack of human emotion in the voice made it sound eerie.

"What do you mean?"

Li Moce's face changed dramatically as he recalled his earlier actions at the martial arts school. "Could you be Yi Feng from that martial arts school?"

"No, no, no..."

But in the next moment, Li Moce hurriedly shook his head. "When you first appeared, it was still during the dark omen, when the effects of the Sky Darkening Formation were still active. You couldn't have chased out from the martial arts school unless you were unaffected by the Sky Darkening Formation. Your cultivation base must be...divine?"

As he said this, Li Moce seemed to realize the impossible. This question was like telling him the answer. He asked in shock, "Could you really be a celestial immortal?"

"No, I am but a servant!"

Finally, that unpleasant, emotionless voice sounded again from under the black robes.

"Ser...servant?"

Li Moce stammered out, pointing a trembling finger at the black-robed man. "You're not Yi Feng?"

"Of course not, my master."

The voice under the black robes replied.

Hearing this, Li Moce's pupils dilated. His face was filled with incredulity. This person before him was so powerful, he had assumed it was the master of the martial arts school, Yi Feng, wearing black robes. But it turned out not to be so, rather, it was a servant of Yi Feng!

Heavens!

Li Moce felt like his brain was about to explode.

Such a powerful expert turned out to be just a servant of Yi Feng?

"Then...what about Yi Feng?"

Li Moce suppressed the shock in his heart and scrutinized the black-robed man as he spoke word for word. "Just what kind of person is he? Could he really be...a celestial immortal?"

After asking this question with great difficulty, Li Moce stared fixedly at the black-robed man.

"Him?"

Finally, the head under the black robes slowly lifted up, revealing his true face for the first time.

It was a skull without any flesh, only empty eye sockets. What made Li Moce feel like his soul was fleeing his body was that the jaw of the skull cocked up slightly, seemingly revealing an ominous grin.

"Of course he's not an immortal!"

Hearing this, Li Moce instantly relaxed. That's right, a celestial immortal, how could such a being exist in a tiny remote place like this? The anomaly with the Sky Darkening Formation likely didn't manage to restrain the people from the martial arts school.

But the voice from under the black robes in the next moment made Li Moce's soul flee in terror.

"He...is a god!"

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