Chapter 223
Huang Donglai's agility had improved once again...
Li Mo shook his head and glanced at the battlefield not far away, activating his Tianming Divine Eye.
He intended to first locate Murong Xiao.
However, the information from Chang Bolong made him frown.
"People from the Huàn Mó Jiào?"
"Does that mean..."
Li Mo was about to voice a warning.
In the next moment, Chang Bolong let out a furious roar, and the blood mist erupted from his subordinates, blood pills coalescing around him.
Pouring out their hearts and guts, this was an old tradition of the Huàn Mó Jiào.
Whoosh—
Power gathered, and Chang Bolong's figure suddenly accelerated.
"Come and take your life!"
This shout was directed at Li Mo.
Indeed, Chang Bolong wanted to escape, and he chose the very direction where Li Mo stood.
But before leaving, he intended to make this kid pay the price!
With blood energy swirling around him, a pair of bull horns sprouting from his head, and his eyes glowing crimson, Chang Bolong charged forward like a mountain deity.
The air around Li Mo grew heavy.
"Li brother!"
Huang Donglai's eyes widened.
If he had known, he would have insisted that Li Mo stay far away.
This was a powerful figure in the inner scene, using a secret technique for a vengeful strike that could crush even a small hill!
The assassins from Xiyu Tower and the external affairs officials from Sword City were momentarily thrown into chaos.
But the suddenness of the event left them unable to intervene!
However...
They gradually sensed something was off.
Chang Bolong noticed a woman in palace attire not far away, lazily yawning.
This woman was clearly there to protect Li Mo, yet she showed no signs of action.
Moreover, Chang Bolong observed that the seemingly frail young man nearby was completely unfazed, his expression even somewhat blank.
He even seemed to want to laugh.
"Underestimating me?"
With primal instincts taking over, Chang Bolong had no time to think further.
Behind him, a giant bull spirit began to materialize, carrying the force to shatter mountains as it charged forward.
In that fleeting moment.
He seemed to see a thin layer of... glazed golden light surrounding the young man?
Then.
Clang~~~~~
A tremendous roar echoed.
Before he could ponder the confusion, Chang Bolong felt as if he had crashed into an indestructible iron wall, his bull horns snapping cleanly in two.
Just as stars danced before his eyes and his consciousness blurred.
He felt an even more intense pain at the back of his head.
How painful was it?
It felt like the stars in front of him were being hammered into the shape of a grandmother's tea kettle...
"I hope I didn't kill him."
Li Mo retracted his foot and kicked the fallen Chang Bolong.
What was this guy thinking?
Did he really believe he could go toe-to-toe with me, the indestructible Vajra? Did he have the strength for that?
Chang Bolong was subdued.
His subordinates had already been sacrificed by his own hands.
The battle ended in a most inexplicable manner.
The external affairs officials from Sword City and the assassins stood frozen, originally ready to rush in for rescue, only to see Chang Bolong crash into Li Mo, collapsing on the spot.
Should they not approach? The atmosphere had already reached this point.
Should they step forward? It would seem a bit foolish; it was no longer their business. Should they ask if Li Shaoxia had eaten?
In truth, they were more curious about whether they were awake.
Did an inner scene collide with a figure in the Observation Realm and knock themselves out?
The situation became quite awkward.
Fortunately, Li Shaoxia spoke up at that moment:
"I would appreciate it if a few of you could take that statue down."
"Ah haha, it seems Li Shaoxia is quite perceptive."
"Exactly, let’s move this golden statue to a different spot."
"By the way, which Bodhisattva is this dedicated to?"
"Uh... this is Murong Xiao."
"???"
...
In the tavern.
In the evening, the lake breeze was gentle.
The sky frost returned to its sheath, and a young girl held a long sword, gazing at the sunlit shores of Yulong Lake.
To be precise, she had been looking south.
That was the direction of the Southern Frontier.
After Chang Bolong's appearance, she recalled something vaguely after some thought.
A group of figures appeared.
The young man walked at the front, his facial features sharply defined, and he seemed to draw closer in an instant.
"Ice Block, I brought back Murong brother, and I caught Chang Bolong too."
Li Mo lifted his chin slightly.
"Mm."
"Do you know what just happened? That Chang Bolong actually tried to create me..."
The young man sipped his tea, recounting the earlier events with laughter.
Ying Bing watched him, her serene gaze trembling slightly. She parted her lips but ultimately held back the words she wanted to say.
Just then, a voice called from the courtyard:
"Li Shidi! Chang Bolong has woken up!"
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Chapter 239: Ice Block's Autumn Evening Invitation
In the tavern's firewood room.
"Hehehe..."
"I’m going to meet the divine..."
Li Mo heard Chang Bolong's howling from afar. The man not only looked miserable but seemed to be in a troubled mental state, his expression devout as he muttered incoherently.
"The martial arts of the Huàn Mó Jiào really do a number on the brain."
Li Mo sighed softly.
Chang Bolong was already mentally unstable.
Upon seeing the culprit behind his plight, Li Mo, along with Ying Bing, entered the firewood room, and his agitation grew, resembling a madman, his tone filled with resentment:
"You will die! Stealing the child of the divine, you will meet a terrible end!"
Xue Jing sighed:
"Xiao Mo, I can't help with this one either."
"He was never that bright to begin with, and now he’s taken a hit to the back of his head."
"Yeah, I should have held back a bit."
Li Mo nodded.
Everyone felt something was off, as if things weren't quite right.
An inner scene colliding with an Observation Realm figure, and still holding back?
But coming from Li Shidi's mouth, it somehow didn’t sound out of place.
"How about we just close the door and let him dance?" Qian Bufan suggested.
"Cough, he’s not that guilty..."
Li Mo cleared his throat, a beam of moonlight swirling behind him, and with a casual gesture, he projected it forward.
The information from the Tianming Divine Eye was sometimes not comprehensive.
He only knew Chang Bolong's basic information.
But he was unaware of the true intentions of the Huàn Mó Jiào.
Let’s calm Chang Bolong down first and clarify things before proceeding.
The clear light enveloped Chang Bolong, and he immediately quieted down, the venomous curses he had intended to utter suddenly caught in his throat.
His gaze became much clearer.
"Hehe."
Chang Bolong was no longer mad, but the resentment and murderous intent in his eyes remained undiminished.
The Taiyin Clear Light could only bring peace of mind and soothe emotions.
But it clearly couldn’t make someone abandon their murderous thoughts and hatred.
"What do you mean by 'divine'?" Li Mo asked.
"How dare you refer to the divine as 'thing'!"
"Isn't the divine a thing?"
"You’re the thing!"
Chang Bolong's eyelids twitched, and his expression turned fearful:
"The divine is an omnipotent existence, knowing everything in the world. One day, it will truly descend upon the world, bringing its followers to the heavenly realm..."
Everyone frowned.
Martial artists focus on self-cultivation, yet Chang Bolong had clearly lost himself, worshipping some unknown existence as a deity.
No wonder his spirit was so scattered.
"Then why did you bring Murong Xiao? What use does he have for you?"
Li Mo glanced at the 'statue' nearby.
Murong Xiao now seemed to be in a state akin to hibernation, coupled with some mastery of the Golden Bell Shield technique.
If they shaved his head and changed his clothes, he could easily pass for a statue without any sense of incongruity...
"Naturally, he serves as a vessel for the divine's descent."
"Its will is about to manifest... and when it does, you will surely..."
Chang Bolong's voice grew quieter.
Li Mo was curious; were there similar divine beings in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?
"You say the divine is omniscient and omnipotent?"
"Of course." Chang Bolong revealed a cold smile as he neared death.
"Then can it create something it cannot lift?"
"Can... I suppose? No, wait..."
Chang Bolong's eyes suddenly widened, a look of confusion flashing across his face.
He suddenly felt an itch in his head.
Thus, when Chang Bolong took his last breath, he did not close his eyes.
"He was already foolish; you really are something, kid."
Xue Jing said with exasperation.
Li Mo smiled sheepishly; he had merely asked out of curiosity.
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