Yuan Qianqiu squinted his eyes as a towering pressure, like a massive wave, rolled over the sky and crashed down upon them!
At that mont, everyone present trembled as if the end of days had arrived.
"Half... Half-step Martial God!"
"Heavens, the Deputy Building Owner's strength has reached the Half-step Martial God."
"It's said that compared to a Half-step Martial God, even a Peak Martial Saint is nothing more than an ant."
At this instant, the hearts of all those within the hall were engulfed by a tidal wave of emotions, and in that instant, everyone's gaze towards Yuan Qianqiu revealed an intense fear.
The only exception was Lin Mo, with his hands clasped behind his back, who gave him a slight glance:
"Just a Half-step Martial God, what superiority do you think you have? In my presence, what difference is there between you and a breastfeeding infant?"
"You..."
Yuan Qianqiu was nearly bursting with rage, his face coldly uttered, "Lin Mo, don't be so rampant, this ti, you will undoubtedly die! I will make you understand the vast chasm between a Half-step Martial God and a Peak Martial Saint!"
"I've said it as well, tonight, I will annihilate everyone from the Twelve-story Building!"
Buzz!
At that mont, everyone felt Lin Mo's overpowering presence, even mightier than Yuan Qianqiu's, and suddenly, their minds were filled with inexplicable terror.
Even though Deputy Building Owner Yuan Qianqiu was a Half-step Martial God, there was still a strong unease in their hearts.
"A bunch of trash! I am a Half-step Martial God, there's no need for you to fear this boy, if anyone dares to flee, I will execute them!" Yuan Qianqiu snorted coldly, but in reality, he himself didn't have absolute confidence in killing Lin Mo.
Thud!
However, Lin Mo took another step forward, and in that instant, his aura roared and continued to climb rapidly, soon breaking through the peak of Martial Saint and stepping into the realm of Half-step Martial God, a realm that seed to envelop everything.
"What... What, you're a Half-step Martial God too?"
Clang!
Yuan Qianqiu slumped onto a chair, no longer bearing the lofty aura he had earlier, looking down on everything.
"I don't want to die... I'm not ready to die!"
Suddenly, the entire great hall erupted into chaos. Many from the Twelve-story Building started to pull open the long-closed doors of the great hall, planning to flee, but in the next mont, they despaired.
They discovered that the entire great hall had been sealed by a barrier, and there was no escape.
A turtle trapped in a jar? Was Lin Mo the turtle, or were they?
They had never imagined that all their ticulous planning was rely paving the way for their own death.
They were stupefied.
At this mont, the remaining experts of the Twelve-story Building also entered a state of shock. Could they have ever imagined that in their attempt to kill Lin Mo, they would put the entire Twelve-story Building at the risk of extinction?
And now, even if they wanted to flee they couldn't.
Tonight the mbers of the Twelve-story Building would be annihilated. What they had earlier thought might be a joke was no longer funny. Now what?
Buzz!!!
A fierce wind howled, and Lin Mo, without another word, reached out with a sky-covering hand towards Yuan Qianqiu. The fearso might of a Half-step Martial God had immobilized everyone else present. His hand continued to co down, unstoppable.
"Both at Half-step Martial God Realm, I'll just see how strong you are!" Knowing there was no avoiding it, Yuan Qianqiu could only fight with his back against the wall, imdiately taking to the air and sending a palm strike thundering towards Lin Mo.
Boom!
Imdiately, two handprints collided in the sky, and endless waves of destruction raged wildly around the center of the great hall. Where the waves of energy passed, all the mbers of the Twelve-story Building who were below the level of Interdiate Martial Venerates turned to dust.
The war between Half-step Martial Gods, even the energy waves they stirred up, was not sothing basic-level Martial Venerates, these ants, could withstand. Even Interdiate Martial Venerates, under this destructive energy wave, spat out blood and were blown away, unable to find their footing.
When the waves of energy dissipated, everyone saw Yuan Qianqiu spit out a mouthful of blood with a pale face. Even though both were at the Half-step Martial God Realm, after one blow, their levels were clearly distinguished.
"Now do you realize how strong I am?"
Lin Mo's voice ca out faintly as he slowly walked toward Yuan Qianqiu. In an instant, despair, unwillingness, and helplessness all surged into Yuan Qianqiu's heart, especially after the collision, when he felt he was not on the sa level at all.
"Could you possibly spare this once? I assure you, from now on the Twelve-story Building will no longer offend you!" Yuan Qianqiu said in fear.
At this mont, he was truly afraid, and his fear of Lin Mo had seeped into his very bones. He regretted it. He shouldn't have, above all, offended this monster. In his heart, he had cursed Tower Master Gan Batian countless tis.
Gan Batian had offended anyone but shouldn't have crossed this monster.
"I already gave you a chance once, and yet you still bother . I said, if that's the case, there's no need for you to exist in this world!" And with that, Lin Mo's aura once again enveloped everything, covering all and in an instant, several Martial Venerates nearby exploded.
Then, his hand reached out toward Yuan Qianqiu, who struggled to resist, yet a supre binding force restrained him completely.
"I… I plead guilty, please spare my life," Yuan Qianqiu's expression turned to one of imnse fear.
Lin Mo said nothing more; his palm continued to co down, and Yuan Qianqiu struggled desperately.
"No!"
Boom!
Before Yuan Qianqiu could finish speaking, Lin Mo's palm crushed him, and crimson blood sprayed.
"He's dead!"
"Even the Deputy Building Owner is dead!"
In the great hall, the few remaining mbers of the Twelve-story Building below the rank of Martial Saint all trembled in their hearts. Everything they had carefully set up, who could have expected it to end like this?
With such terrifying strength, Lin Mo could kill them as easily as stepping on an ant.
Or perhaps, as Lin Mo said, no matter how clever the plot, in the face of absolute power, it's nothing but an illusion, that's all.
At this mont, most people's bodies had gone limp on the ground, and they didn't even dare to look directly at the young figure before them. Even the Deputy Building Owner was dead; they were probably less than ants in Lin Mo's hands.
Whoosh!
At that mont, a figure stepped out from the void, with an overwhelming presence that was incredibly formidable.
The Tower Master Gan Batian of the Twelve-story Building had finally arrived!
What on earth happened?
When Gan Batian arrived and saw the ground covered in corpses, his eyes nearly popped out in shock!
Now, the Twelve-story Building had suffered countless deaths and injuries; even Deputy Building Owner Yuan Qianqiu was dead.
And Gan Rong, who had just reached the entrance, was equally shocked upon seeing the corpses scattered all around.
"You're Lin Mo?" Gan Batian asked Lin Mo coldly, suppressing the raging anger in his heart.
"Indeed, it is your Mr. Lin!" Lin Mo replied indifferently, with his hands behind his back.
Hearing this, Gan Rong's face was filled with vengeful bitterness: "Brother, this brat is the murderer who killed my son. You must tear him to pieces!"
Right now, Gan Batian's face was dark with anger. He was furious for two reasons: one for his sister, and one for Lin Mo.
One still unaware of the situation at hand, only seeking revenge.
The other, how dare he kill so many of his underlings that he had painstakingly nurtured; Gan Batian could hardly bear not to flay Lin Mo!
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