An ngni’s broken right arm sprouted flesh buds, tendons and bones reconnected, and the wounds of others also rapidly healed, even the hidden injuries left by excessive use of Primordial Qi were completely restored.
"Thank you all for your assistance, I, Chen Mo, will rember it in my heart."
"You all rest well here, leave the rest to ."
Chen Mo bowed, a hint of cold gleam flashed in his eyes.
No matter who orchestrated all this, he must make them pay!
...
...
On the other side, Zhu Huai and several grandmasters were also embroiled in a fierce struggle.
Even though those Ancient Fierce Beasts had fallen, they retained their characteristics, with high resistance to the Five Elents Daoist Skill.
Moreover, because they were inherently dead, with no vital spots, they beca even harder to deal with—unless pulverized completely, they would regenerate even if decapitated or having their hearts dug out.
Boom—
Black fog rolled, Sikong Zuiyue was battling a demon fiercely.
The demon was extrely large, resembling a yellow sac, red like Alchemy Fire, with four wings on its back and six sharp claws glistening with chilling light.
Strangely, its face did not have features, but was a writhing mass of tentacles.
No matter what ans used, any attack vanished like mud into the sea, causing no harm!
"This thing has Emperor Jiang’s bloodline, it’s hard to deal with."
"If this drags on, no one will leave alive!"
Sikong Zuiyue’s face turned sowhat grim.
Yet due to the contract constraints, she couldn’t just abandon Chen Mo.
Moreover, the Mystic Fire Treasure Mirror was still in his hands, thus escape was impossible, the retreat completely blocked!
"No wonder Chu Yanli was so willing, even proactively took out a First Grade Golden Contract, fooling and Chen Mo into signing, claiming this boy’s fortune would definitely help find the remains of the Ancient Emperor..."
"Now the emperor’s remains are found, but at the cost of our lives!"
Sikong Zuiyue felt tricked by Chu Yanli, her mood growing increasingly sour.
But it was her own choice, blaming no one, she could only vent her anger at the fierce beast in front of her.
"Devouring Spirit..."
She urged Dao Power, black fog spread like thick ink, engulfing the fierce beast.
Terrifying roars erged from the mist, accompanied by hair-raising gnawing sounds, as if countless tornted souls were biting at its flesh, the air thick with the scent of blood.
Soon, all went silent.
Just as Sikong Zuiyue was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly sensed sothing, her heart skipped a beat.
The dense fog was rapidly drained, revealing a large bloody body, swollen like a balloon, its size expanding several tis over!
Then, its chest split open, revealing a mouth like an abyss, with a faint red glow gathering inside.
"Not good!"
Sikong Zuiyue’s pupils contracted.
But it was too late to dodge; a massive beam of light shot out at lightning speed, instantly striking her!
"Poof—"
Sikong Zuiyue was hit like a thunderbolt, spitting out a mouthful of blood, falling towards the ground like a kite with a broken string.
She never expected this fierce beast not only ignored magic but could also devour Primordial Qi, compress it within, then unleashed it all, effectively using her own tactics against her!
Below was an endless tide of corpses; once she fell among them, she’d be torn to shreds instantly!
Sikong Zuiyue struggled to adjust her breathing, but the sudden reversal of Dao Power inside her, like a tangled ss, made it impossible to control her body.
Seeing the ground getting closer, countless fierce beasts raised their heads, opening bloody mouths, and she could clearly see the dense rows of ferocious fangs, foul saliva trickling down the corners.
"It’s over..."
Her eyes held not only fear but also a deep unwillingness.
As the Sikong family’s candidate for clan leader, she had sought the path of longevity tirelessly over the years, yet here she was, dying young, likely to beco a laughingstock if word got out...
And Qing Lin...
A picture of a delicate maiden flashed before her eyes, slender eyelashes slightly trembled.
"I couldn’t do it in the end... Forgive ..."
As Sikong Zuiyue’s mind raced with a final montage of regrets, she suddenly felt sothing was wrong, finding herself not in the mouth of fierce beasts, but instead in a strong embrace.
A big hand firmly supported her waist, a warm voice reached her ears:
"Despite being a grandmaster, you can’t even handle a corpse. You might as well change your na to Sikong Zuiqiang." (Note: "Zuiqiang" sounds like "falling air")
?
Sikong Zuiyue turned her head to see Chen Mo calmly looking at her.
anwhile, a warm current flowed into her body, her painfully tense ridians were imdiately relieved.
"You have the nerve to say that? If it weren’t for you, I’d never have ended up in such a situation!" Sikong Zuiyue ca to her senses, rose to break free from his embrace, and said crossly.
"Co on, without , you would have been killed by that bald monk ages ago."
Chen Mo chuckled.
"..."
Sikong Zuiyue was montarily speechless, at a loss for words.
"By the way, how did you get involved with Chu Yanli?" Chen Mo asked.
"That’s a long story. She and I grew up together, along with Jiang Yuchan and Empress Xu..." Sikong Zuiyue trailed off, as if recalling sothing, and did not continue.
Whoosh——
At this mont, the sound of wind howled overhead.
Emperor Jiang flew in with its massive wings that blocked out the sky.
Sikong Zuiyue reminded, "Be careful, this thing can absorb Dao Power. The stronger the attack it receives, the more ferocious the counterattack..."
"Is that so? Then let’s see how much this beast can absorb."
The void behind Chen Mo shattered, a beam of azure light shot out, hitting Emperor Jiang directly.
Emperor Jiang attempted to use its old trick, continuously absorbing the energy from the Returning Ruins, its body rapidly swelling. Then, as its abdon split open, it prepared to return the energy to its attacker.
But the next mont, its actions suddenly froze.
It slowly lowered its head, only to see its body swiftly vanishing—like a pattern scraped off a canvas, disappearing within monts as if it had never existed!
[Killed Fierce Beast "Emperor Jiang (Lost Soul)", True Spirit 3800.]
"Oh?"
"Unexpected gains?"
Seeing the system notification, Chen Mo was instantly intrigued.
His eyes scanned the vast expanse of corpse tides, his expression full of excitent.
He didn’t expect that killing these living corpses would also yield rewards.
With the Empress acting as a large rechargeable battery, the Dao Power seed inexhaustible. If he didn’t take advantage of this mont to grind for rewards, when would he?
Opportunities like this don’t co twice!
"Empress, let see your limits!"
Yu Youhan: "..."
Chen Mo leaped into the air, hovering aloft, azure glimrs flickering in his eyes.
He carefully recalled the thod the Empress used to manipulate Dao Power, adding his own understanding, allowing the vast Dao Power to surge unchecked within him.
"Nothingness..."
"Creation and Destruction!"
An invisible wave radiated out from his center, covering the entire scorched earth.
Where it reached, all the living corpses froze; the once roaring tides of corpses quickly solidified.
They stood dumbly in place as tiny azure particles erged from their bodies, quickly spreading throughout the corpse horde. Silently, their bodies lted like snow beneath the scorching sun, leaving not a trace behind!
In just half a stick of incense’s ti, all the living corpses were swept away!
This thod appeared simple, with no exaggerated phenona, yet it contained an extre utilization of the Law!
Looking at the empty land, those present were slack-jawed, their faces full of disbelief.
Previously when Chen Mo exterminated No Desire Buddha, the realm gap was too large to fully comprehend, but this scene left them genuinely shocked!
There were tens of thousands of living corpses!
Among them were Ancient Great Demons, though lacking intelligence, their combat power rivaled that of a Grandmaster!
And yet, with barely a move, Chen Mo cleared the battlefield...
Such strength was simply too extraordinary!
"No wonder Elder Zhu insisted on protecting Mr. Chen because only he can save us!"
"If I’m not mistaken, he only recently stepped into the Heavenly Human Realm, yet he surpasses a First Grade Grandmaster?!"
"Perhaps this is what a genius truly is..."
Not just the disciples, even Zhu Huai and Jiang Zhiyun were sowhat bewildered.
They could guess Chen Mo might be borrowing external power, but it was indeed absurdly strong to the point of disbelief...
[Killed Fierce Beast "Baxia (Lost Soul)", True Spirit 5000.]
[Killed Fierce Beast "Xiangliu (Lost Soul)", True Spirit 4200.]
[Killed Fierce Beast "Kui (Lost Soul)", True Spirit 3800.]
[Killed...]
System notifications flashed continuously before Chen Mo’s eyes.
On the attribute panel, the number for True Spirit was rapidly increasing.
Unfortunately, aside from these well-known great demons, the revived demon beasts and Human Race did not provide True Spirit, but the numbers were still considerable.
While busy tallying his gains, a beam of golden light sped towards him, with Chu Yanli’s anxious voice ringing out:
"Hurry, leave!"
"The true effect of this array isn’t ’revival’, but ’refinent’! No Desire Buddha was just a catalyst, his real target is us!"
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