“Since even Elder Lan put it that way, both sides are equally despicable, so I suppose it counts as a draw. Let’s keep watching. The battle has only just begun.”
Mo Taiyuan remained completely calm. Although his own son appeared to have fallen into a disadvantageous position, that was not actually the case.
Powerful treasures could indeed make up for a difference in combat strength to a certain extent. But how long could a mere mid-stage Dao Master cultivator last while controlling so many powerful treasures?
Besides, Mo Xingtian was his son—the eldest young master of the Shamo Clan and its future clan leader. How could he possibly not have treasures of his own?
Most likely, Xingtian simply wanted to toy with his opponent.
“Tch. You can actually make being shameless sound so righteous. Disgusting.”
Lan Qin unhappily turned her gaze toward the battlefield, praying that her master would quickly suppress Mo Xingtian. The longer the fight dragged on, the more unfavorable it would become for her master.
“Young Master Mo, is that all you’ve got? Don’t tell me you can’t even defeat a Dao Master cultivator like me?”
Mo Tianxiao watched Mo Xingtian dart around like a monkey and felt somewhat disappointed.
He was supposed to be a Child of Destiny, and he even possessed a special constitution. His performance was honestly rather underwhelming.
“You really think I have no way to deal with these treasures?”
“I was going to let you enjoy yourself for a while longer. Since you’re in such a hurry to die, I’ll grant your wish!”
Mo Xingtian suddenly halted. He formed a strange hand seal with both hands, and the five elemental laws—wood, fire, earth, metal, and water—instantly fused into one, radiating a five-colored glow.
Wood, fire, earth, metal, and water were five separate laws. Once fused together, however, they became the Five Elements Law. Although the Five Elements Law was relatively common, there was no denying that the power of the five elements ranked near the top among the Three Thousand Great Dao. Its might was not to be underestimated.
Mo Xingtian possessed a Five Elements Treasure Body, making the Five Elements Law he controlled far more powerful than that of other cultivators.
“Five Elements Annihilation Art!”
The Five Elements Treasure Body came with its own divine ability—the Five Elements Annihilation Art. Its power was immense, and it was a growth-type divine ability whose strength increased alongside its user’s cultivation.
With his mid-stage Dao-Proving cultivation, Mo Xingtian unleashed the technique with all his might. Its power was enough to contend with an ordinary late-stage Dao-Proving cultivator.
Green, red, yellow, white, and black arrays emerged beneath Mo Tianxiao’s feet, interlocking with one another. Their terrifying might instantly enveloped him, while five pillars of light radiated a heart-pounding pressure. The surrounding space began to ripple violently.
Had it not been for the barrier, the entire hall would have been reduced to ruins.
“Mo Tianxiao! Go to hell!”
The five pillars of light shot into the sky before converging into a single, five-colored energy shockwave that blasted toward the top of Mo Tianxiao’s head. The flying swords around him were all sent flying by the tremendous energy.
Boom!!!
The murderous pillar of light struck Mo Tianxiao head-on. The floor, which had been built from precious materials, split open with web-like cracks, as though it could no longer withstand the force and was about to collapse.
“How is this possible? This palace was built from Mystic Crystal! Even an attack from a late-stage Dao-Proving cultivator shouldn’t be able to destroy it!”
The elders of the Feather Spirit Clan were all stunned by the power of Mo Xingtian’s attack. It had faintly surpassed the level of a late-stage Dao-Proving cultivator.
Was this the strongest member of the younger generation of the Shamo Clan? As expected, he truly lived up to his reputation!
“Brother Mo!”
Liya pressed both hands against her chest, staring fixedly at the center of the battlefield, her eyes filled with worry.
Xuan Bingji also broke into a cold sweat. Faced with such an attack, was he still refusing to use the method he had relied on before?
She knew that Mo Tianxiao could summon those powerful vengeful spirits. But seeing that he showed no intention of calling for help and overwhelming Mo Xingtian with numbers, she could not help but grow tense.
“Damn it! If anything happens to my master, I’ll find a way to make that brat Mo Xingtian pay!”
Lan Qin clenched both fists, her gaze exceptionally sharp.
She had finally found a master who was both powerful and easy to manipulate. If the damned Shamo Clan killed her master, she would find a way to cause trouble for them no matter what.
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha!”
“I’ve finally gotten rid of you, you damned bug!”
High in the air, Mo Xingtian wore a haughty expression. He waved both hands, dispelling the hand seal. The Five Elements Array vanished, and the multicolored destructive pillar of light slowly dissipated.
A figure gradually became visible.
“I have to hand it to you, Young Master Mo. That was quite a spectacular display. You almost scared me.”
A familiar voice came from the figure enveloped in silvery-white energy, causing the smile on Mo Xingtian’s face to instantly freeze.
“How is this possible?!”
He stared downward in disbelief. At the center of the web-like cracks, a figure stood tall—it was none other than Mo Tianxiao.
Mo Tianxiao took one step forward. Countless tiny silvery-white bugs swirled around him, forming a solid protective barrier.
The Five Elements Law was indeed powerful, and the Five Elements Annihilation Art was a divine ability capable of threatening even a late-stage Dao-Proving cultivator. Mo Xingtian was truly formidable.
But before the Primordial Origin Law, all other laws were nothing more than children.
The moment the attack came into contact with the Primordial Origin Law, the so-called Five Elements Law was broken down into its most primitive energy and dispersed. It could not cause Mo Tianxiao the slightest harm.
“How did you do that?!”
Mo Xingtian could not believe what had happened before his eyes. How could a mid-stage Dao Master cultivator withstand such a powerful attack from him?
“Impossible! You’re hiding your cultivation! You’re definitely more than a mid-stage Dao Master!”
Mo Xingtian shouted angrily in accusation.
It was not only Mo Xingtian. Even the many elders watching the battle began to suspect that Mo Tianxiao had concealed his cultivation. How could a mid-stage Dao Master cultivator remain completely unharmed while resisting such a devastating attack without using any treasures?
Yet no matter how the numerous Ruler-realm experts present examined Mo Tianxiao’s cultivation with their divine senses, they could find no flaw. His cultivation remained exactly what it appeared to be: mid-stage Dao Master.
“Heh. Young Master Mo, you flatter me. It was merely a little trick that happened to counter you. Don’t take it to heart. I’m not fond of concealing my cultivation.”
Mo Tianxiao’s expression remained unchanged, utterly calm.
“Do you have any other tricks? If not, then it’s my turn.”
Mo Tianxiao did not bully Mo Xingtian. He simply waved his arm, and twelve flying swords formed a sword formation before shooting toward Mo Xingtian.
“Divide!”
In the next instant, the twelve flying swords transformed into a dense mass of sword-qi phantoms. They formed an overwhelming offensive and slashed toward Mo Xingtian.
“Damn it!”
Mo Xingtian could only activate his Five Elements Treasure Body once more and form another hand seal, using Five Elements techniques to counter the flying swords.
Clang, clang, clang…!
The densely packed flying swords interwove through the air. Their ringing cries made Mo Xingtian’s scalp tingle. When he let his guard down for even a moment, another cut appeared on his body, and hot blood sprayed from the wound. His appearance was utterly miserable.
“Elder Mo is quite something. He’s actually suppressing Mo Xingtian with Dao Master cultivation! Could he be the true genius here?!”
“Master is amazing!”
“Brother Mo is actually this powerful?! He hid himself far too well!”
The members of the Feather Spirit Clan were all astonished, seemingly unable to believe that Mo Tianxiao could suppress Mo Xingtian to such an extent.
“As expected, this fellow still had other tricks up his sleeve.” Xuan Bingji patted her chest and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Meanwhile, the cultivators on the Shamo Clan’s side all wore expressions that were gloomy to the extreme.
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