Chapter 107
The magical artifacts all possess a spirit. Before entering the realm of divine perception, he could not achieve the perfect state of the ultimate martial body, but even so, it was enough.
The path ahead was clear and unobstructed.
Upon arrival, his pupils involuntarily constricted.
In a small courtyard.
A middle-aged beauty clad in a rose-red long robe wielded a sword that shimmered with light, transforming one into ten, ten into a hundred, and a hundred into a thousand, sending waves of sword energy sweeping through the area.
Opposite her stood a figure shrouded in a black robe, wearing a mask resembling a malevolent spirit.
The sword energy passed through his body without drawing a single drop of blood, quickly mended by a dark light.
He struck out with one palm, and a tide of darkness surged forth, countless vengeful souls crashing against the sword light, reckless in their charge.
The middle-aged beauty was clearly of a higher realm, yet she was injured.
Moreover, she had to protect the group of unconscious little ones behind her.
One side came prepared, ready to unleash their full power, while the other had to divide their attention to protect and was also injured.
It was evident that the latter was at a disadvantage.
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Li Mo gently shook the bell hidden in his sleeve, then exchanged a glance with Ying Bing.
No words were needed.
Just as the man in the black robe prepared to advance further, the two launched their combined attack. This time, Ying Bing did not expand the glow of the dawn; given her current realm, the light was meaningless against the field and was better condensed.
The glow transformed into chains, the power of the Taiyin (Great Yin) enveloping the Tian Shuang Sword.
On Li Mo's side, he had already sheathed the Chi Xiao and directly pulled out the Xing Zi Hammer.
The black-robed man raised an eyebrow, casually flicking his sleeve.
With that, he dissolved all their offensive moves.
Yet, a layer of frost formed on his clothing, and his body trembled slightly from the force of the hammer, while a trace of enchanting flame stained his sleeve, refusing to be extinguished.
There was a gap of two major realms.
Even immortals would struggle.
Two... Inner Breath realms?
One was Yu Ye, and the other was merely... Condensing Qi?
He frowned, glancing at the flame on the edge of his robe, and decisively tore his clothing.
"Wow, do you have a thing for cutting sleeves?"
Li Mo had truly grasped the essence of a certain fighting king.
The black-robed man: "..."
He said nothing, ignoring the two.
Instead, he focused on attacking the beauty.
His target was Jiang Chulong.
At that moment, another figure in a black robe, wearing a judge's mask, suddenly appeared in the arena.
Without a word, he charged straight at Li Mo and Ying Bing.
"I want these two alive."
"Understood!"
The black-clad judge responded but showed no sign of slowing his assault.
With a flick of his pen, he marked the intent of life and death.
But soon, he abruptly halted his movement.
In Li Mo's hand, the hammer remained.
It seemed to be the same one, yet also not.
The Pan Jie Meteor Hammer!
A divine weapon!
The hammer's might rippled.
"You... are the King of Hammers from the Northwest?!"
The judge seemed to suddenly understand something.
But then, a cold smile spread across his face:
"You think you can wield a divine weapon at the Inner Breath realm? I'll just crush that hammer of yours right here..."
Boom—
The earth seemed to tremble.
This hammer was incredibly heavy.
So heavy that it distorted the very fabric of the field.
So heavy that after using it, Li Mo could barely remain standing.
And the target of this hammer was not the judge, but the black-robed man.
Locked on by the divine weapon, there was no escape, no way to dodge; he could only raise his left hand, summoning countless vengeful souls to shield him, yet they were instantly crushed, along with his left hand.
Crack—
An Inner Breath realm expert had his hand shattered.
"Very well, in a few years, when I see you again, I will have to look up to you."
"Too bad today, you are still an ant!"
The black-robed man, bloodied on his left hand, roared angrily.
Hearing the furious shout from the master of the division, the judge prepared to intervene.
But...
He found that although Li Mo looked weak, he was smiling at him.
"Oi, old Deng, what's going on with you?"
Someone patted him on the back.
For some reason, he felt a chill run down his spine, and sweat broke out all over.
Right.
Li Mo and Ying Bing were both here.
How could he forget her?
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Chapter 105: The Golden Crow Visualization Can Transform into the Scene of Nine Suns in the Sky
Little Li's most powerful move at the moment.
Shaking people.
The judge and the Earth Fiend assassin left in a rather uneasy manner.
Shang Wu was currently in a foul mood.
She had woken up cranky, and just moments ago, she had dreamt of falling onto a mountain of gold, only to be abruptly awakened.
Thud—
The judge stiffly turned his head, only to see a palace-clad woman towering over him, looking down with fiery eyes that flickered red and white.
He smelled the burning scent on his own body, struggling to breathe, his mouth dry.
"Hero, actually I am..."
"Heh..."
Shang Wu curled her lips.
"Who you love is your business."
Bang—
With one punch, the judge was suddenly a head shorter, his skull driven into his chest.
Seeing the situation turn dire, the black-robed man unleashed a torrent of vengeful souls, as if hell itself had opened, while he retreated in haste.
The oncoming tide of darkness, before it could reach the palace-clad woman, was evaporated into nothingness.
"Hmph, trying to escape?!"
Shang Wu glanced at the unconscious little ones and soared into the air.
Flames mixed with white light radiated from her, and behind her bloomed a translucent lotus, not yet open but exuding an aura that purified all worldly filth, like a new sun dispelling darkness.
The great sun transformed into a meteor, illuminating the boundless night.
As she threw a punch, the lotus petals swayed gently, and a melodious female voice echoed through the layers of clouds.
It was indeed Shang Wu's voice, but it was incredibly peaceful and pure, resonating in the air:
"The phoenix cries upon the high hill. The parasol tree grows in the morning sun."
The flames blazed, and the clouds shone brightly.
Wherever Shang Wu passed, the vengeful souls were burned away, leaving only the purest essence, returning to the heavens and the earth.
Zuo Qiu Yang swallowed hard.
This woman, who spent her days drunk and idling in hot pot restaurants, was capable of such ferocity.
It was clear as day that she was fighting the Earth Fiend assassin as if she were an adult playing with a child.
"Kid." The voice of Qian Xing Wuzun suddenly echoed in Xiao Qin's mind.
"Huh? What's up, teacher?"
"What's the surname of your master uncle?"
"Her surname is Shang, from the former Shang Dynasty."
"Surname Shang... Nanming Lihuo... but she clearly looks this young..."
Qian Xing Wuzun's voice carried a tone of contemplation and confusion, leaving Xiao Qin utterly bewildered.
Smack!
Suddenly, the flames completely consumed the tide of darkness.
That jade-like pink fist struck the black-robed man, igniting him in an instant and exploding into a shower of fiery rain.
Even the worst of villains look beautiful when they explode. — Li Mo.
He set up a tent with his hand, watching the fireworks burst.
Hmm.
The one thing his master could always be relied upon for was fighting...
At this moment, Jiang Chulong was just regaining her senses.
She had no idea what had happened.
All she knew was that a bad guy had suddenly appeared, trying to take her away, and then Mei Yi had shown up to protect her.
Then Brother Li had arrived, bringing along a fierce-looking big sister...
She should be safe now, right?
"Mei Yi, are you... okay?"
Seeing the middle-aged beauty swaying unsteadily, Jiang Chulong hurried to support her.
The woman called Mei Yi was now weak and breathless.
She shook her head slightly, trying to muster a calm smile:
"I'm fine."
As she spoke, her gaze fell on the ring on Jiang Chulong's hand, then glanced at the young man not far away, her eyes filled with confusion and contemplation.
Their gazes met perfectly.
Ah, Little Li was also looking at her, using the Tian Ming Divine Eye.
[Name: Mei Yun]
[Age: 39]
[Root Bone: Jinghong Sword Body.]
[Realm: Inner Scene Nine Heavens.]
[Destiny: Blue]
[Evaluation: Formerly one of the four sword attendants of the Xuan Nu from Tianshan Sword Manor, she left the sect after self-destructing the sect's ultimate technique.]
[Recent Encounter: Escaped from the hands of the Celestial Patrol, returned to Ziyang City, secretly guarding the only bloodline of her master, currently in an injured state, with her inner scene nearly depleted.]
This was the person he sensed last time, protecting Jiang Chulong.
At that time, he had been puzzled as to why an Inner Scene expert could be detected by him.
It turned out she was injured.
"Senior, your injuries are still quite severe."
"This item should be useful to you."
He flipped his palm, revealing a bottle of elixir, and even through the jade bottle, one could feel the rich vitality within.
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