Bang—
A hammer strike landed with a muffled thud, as if hitting rotten leather.
Yin Huaxuan was sent flying backward, his body twisting unnaturally midair to disperse the force.
By the time he landed, the momentum had been transferred into the ground, shattering countless rocks into debris.
Glancing at the White-Horned Azure Eagle not far away, Li Mo chose not to release the signal arrow.
His Celestial Eye swept over the scene.
[Name: Yin Huaxuan]
[Age: 70]
[Physique: Hundred Beasts Blood-Forged Body]
[Realm: Inner Scenery, Eighth Heaven]
[Fate: Blue tinged with Gray]
[Evaluation: Guardian of the Hundred Beasts Hall in the Demon Summoning Cult. His draconic horn is shattered, his inner world sealed, and he is severely injured.]
[Recent Events: Lured the enemy away, attempting to escape the Qingyuan Sect on his mount.]
......
[Name: Fu Tu]
[Age: 45]
[Physique: Hundred Beasts Blood-Forged Body]
[Realm: Observing Divinity, Eight Apertures]
[Fate: Blue]
[Evaluation: A guide of the Hundred Beasts Hall in the Demon Summoning Cult, subordinate to Yin Huaxuan. Having infiltrated the Qingyuan Sect for thirty years, he is deeply cunning. Born with poor innate physique, he seeks to reverse his fate by climbing higher in the cult.]
[Recent Events: Assisted Yin Huaxuan’s escape and left a hidden trap within him.]
......
Yin Huaxuan’s face flushed with an unhealthy crimson hue.
"Fu Tu, delays invite disaster. If we don’t join forces to kill him now, neither of us will leave this place alive!"
As he spoke, he forcibly activated his cultivation, causing draconic scales to sprout across his body. Like a demonic serpent, he lunged forward.
A terrifying shockwave erupted, shattering stone pillars in the Streamstone Forest.
But with his draconic horn already broken, his aura was far weaker than during the battle in Qinghe County.
Old grudges and new hatred.
He attacked with everything he had.
The White-Horned Azure Eagle also dove from the sky, joining the assault.
"Elder Yin Hua."
"Has it only been a few days since you’ve fallen so low?"
Li Mo executed the first stance of the "King of Brawlers" while his right hand ignited with the blazing light of the Scarlet Sky Sword. Sword shadows multiplied like a radiant sun.
With two Mystic Pills now circulating within him, this supreme technique shone brighter than ever.
"Die!"
Suddenly, Fu Tu arrived, his eyes sharp and cold.
His body expanded as if forged from steel.
The roars of tigers and leopards erupted around him, and behind his back, spectral images of the beasts materialized, their oppressive presence crashing like tidal waves.
This was the power of Observing Divinity—condensing one’s soul-intent through divine diagrams to amplify one’s strength.
Any ordinary Observing Divinity cultivator would crumble quickly under such a coordinated assault.
But the aperture between Li Mo’s brows began to glow faintly.
He was only at the first aperture of Observing Divinity.
His soul-intent was not yet strong enough to fully manifest the vast divine form.
Yet, summoning a wisp of moonlight to shield himself was more than enough.
Hum—
The moonlight draped over him like a silken veil.
Instantly, everything around him seemed to slow. Li Mo could see the White-Horned Azure Eagle’s feathers, swift as lightning, now drifting lazily in the wind.
"No, they didn’t slow down."
"I’ve gotten faster."
A realization dawned on him.
And this shift in speed wasn’t about movement.
It was time itself.
......
Rare Beast Peak.
Elder Hanhe arrived first, his gaze sweeping over Ouyang and the others before settling on the scattered corpses of exotic beasts. He asked gravely,
"Did you find traces of Yin Huaxuan?"
"Reporting to the Elder, the beasts of Rare Beast Peak suddenly went berserk, which is why we fired the signal arrow," Xu Zhiqing replied, sheathing her sword and clasping her fists.
"Beast rampage?"
Elder Hanhe raised an eyebrow in surprise. The slain beasts were only eighth-tier.
Ouyang wiped his sweat.
"Actually, there were quite a few seventh-tier beasts earlier."
"And now?"
"Li Mo killed them all."
Xu Zhiqing pressed her lips together, her expression complicated.
If not for Li Mo, their group would have suffered injuries.
"Killed them all..."
Elder Hanhe blinked.
The old man glanced around—he wasn’t blind, so where were the corpses?
Ouyang lowered his voice. "Li Mo seems to have a spatial treasure. He stuffed them all in after killing them."
Elder Hanhe: "..."
The accompanying elite disciples: "..."
His hands weren’t exactly clean.
Elder Hanhe sighed, rubbing his forehead.
"Fine. Give me a detailed account of what happened."
"Elder, I drew everything. Would you like to see?"
Ouyang held up a sketchbook.
Elder Hanhe gave him a strange look but took the book and flipped through it.
He saw Li Mo slaughtering the beasts and chasing the White-Horned Azure Eagle into the sky.
A rampage...
That White-Horned Azure Eagle clearly hadn’t lost its mind like the other enraged beasts.
So why had it hidden among them?
Elder Hanhe pondered for a moment.
"Let’s follow that eagle."
With that, he took to the skies once more.
......
Meanwhile.
At the Mistbloom Eternal Spring in the Autumn Water Pavilion.
Moonlight bathed the artificial hilltop in serenity.
Mist curled upward, and the gentle sound of water lapping against the pool echoed intermittently.
Ying Bing, clad in a snug bathrobe, soaked in the warm spring. The heat pressed the fabric against her delicate figure, accentuating her curves.
There was no denying it.
This spring was truly soothing...
After immersing herself, she felt as if tiny fish were gently nibbling at her skin, akin to a fish spa treatment. Even the two mystical pills hovering around her seemed to rotate faster.
Her mind felt soothed, as if caressed by a gentle hand.
At this moment, her heart was serene—
The system rankings, the anomalies of heaven and earth, the Qingyuan Sect's crisis... all distracting thoughts faded away.
"Comfortable, isn't it?"
Shang Wu smiled and added, "I opened a skylight in this artificial mountain. You can see the moon from here too."
"Mmm."
Ying Bing lifted her delicate head, gazing at the bright moon in the sky.
Now, she could control the power of the lunar essence within her body.
Because she had touched the source of power—
Enlightenment.
Buzz—
Suddenly, a strange ripple spread through the air.
The pool water trembled.
Shang Wu, who had been sipping wine, narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly and finished her cup with a smile.
"Little Bing'er, you're progressing quite fast."
Indeed.
Now, with the two souls of the Nine-Colored Phoenix and the insights gained from observing the incomplete Bronze Divine Tree, Ying Bing had reached the moment of unlocking her meridians.
Her forehead glowed brilliantly.
A shimmering jade light slowly took form.
Shang Wu yawned, keeping watch over Ying Bing while glancing outside the artificial mountain.
"Will my precious disciple return tonight?"
......
At the Streamstone Forest, the battle had reached its climax.
Li Mo wielded a sword in his right hand and a hammer in his left, striking relentlessly. The gusts from his hammer and the arcs of his sword shook the void, shattering countless stone pillars.
Moreover, bathed in moonlight, his speed was astonishing. Time and again, he found openings in the trio's coordinated attacks, exploiting their weaknesses.
For a moment, it was Li Mo who had the two men and the beast scrambling in disarray.
"This brat is even more unpredictable than before, even without his secret techniques..."
"Fu Tu, you and I..."
Yin Huaxuan's eyes burned crimson.
Just as he was about to stake everything in a desperate fight, he suddenly froze—his strength was rapidly draining away, even the dragon scales on his body were receding.
No, not draining—it was being sucked toward his abdomen...
Thud—
A hand pierced through his stomach from behind.
"Yin Hua, it's too late. Even if you kill Li Mo, you won't escape."
Fu Tu's voice, laced with suppressed bloodlust, echoed coldly.
He viciously tore out the beast seed wrapped in a pill from Yin Huaxuan's abdomen.
"How could I sleep soundly with you alive in the Qingyuan Sect?"
Li Mo: "..."
Spectacular.
This is how demonic sect members are—
Even with their own, they’re heart-to-heart... literally.
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