At this mont, the Seven Soul Flags flew towards seven different directions. On their surfaces, there was black-gray fog swirling around. Sotis, the fog condensed into the shapes of evil ghosts, showing fierce expressions and emitting low roars; other tis it dispersed into a mysterious black mist, incredibly strange and eerie.
The Seven Soul Flags intimidated the seven directions, connected by countless strands of black silk, creating an interaction that surrounded the entire Qingxuan Sect.
"I don't believe this," a disciple of the Qingxuan Sect snorted coldly, stepping on a treasure sword. He instantly broke through the air, surrounded by a white airflow, fiercely rushing towards the wall ford by the seven soul devices, while in his hand he pinched a spell, unleashing a fireball of extre heat that swept through like a dragon into
the black fog.
But in an instant, the extrely hot flas were enveloped and dissipated by the black fog, and as the disciple charged into the black fog, he seed to be entangled by countless evil ghosts, emitting a tragic scream before his whole body shriveled up like a tree trunk and fell to the ground.
"Senior Brother"
"Junior Brother"
Seeing this scene, many disciples of the Qingxuan Sect were horrified, crying out in shock.
That disciple was a mid-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator, and among many disciples, he also had good talent, ranking at an interdiate level, yet he died before breaking through the black fog. It was terrifying!
Lin Mo quietly watched this scene, his face showing neither sadness nor joy.
Since choosing the path of cultivation, one must rember that the road is not smooth; it's filled with ruggedness, unevenness, and endless danger.
If he didn't have trendous strength, the Qingxuan Sect capturing his family would not have a better outco than this.
Strife, survival of the strong, elimination of the weak, survival of the fittest—this is the way of survival.
"You dare kill my Qingxuan Sect disciple?" A white-haired elder, eyes burning like flas, glared at Lin Mo.
Lin Mo said indifferently, "I ca for the Qingxuan Sect Master, it's none of your business. If you don't want to die, just stay here obediently."
Upon hearing Lin Mo's words, the other disciples' faces changed slightly; being oppressed by one person was unimaginable to them.
"Kill this child to uphold the prestige of our Qingxuan Sect!" Two elders exchanged a glance, then two beams of bright light burst from their eyes. They imdiately manipulated two flying swords to shoot towards Lin Mo. These two swords were top-grade treasures, only a step away from being spiritual artifacts. Moreover, they had been nurtured by the two elders' bodies for hundreds of years, gaining spirituality, and even ordinary first-grade magical treasures couldn't compare with their power.
The two treasure swords transford into two dexterous fishes, one silver, one gold, spiraling and intertwining with each other, forming a hurricane, dragging two intersecting silver and gold streaks, faintly invoking so power from heaven and earth.
Lin Mo's eyes were cold. These two people had average aptitude, barely reaching the innate realm through arduous cultivation, weaker than Fang Tangjing alone.
At this mont, the intersecting treasure swords shot towards Lin Mo. He swiftly pinched a spell, his left arm forming a one-ter diater golden shield, emitting golden brilliance and faint magic script, exuding a mysterious aura.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The two flying swords collided with the golden shield at high speed, making loud crashing sounds, followed by the collision of the sword Qi carried by the treasure sword, producing continuous noise.
Lin Mo was imdiately knocked back a hundred ters, while the two treasure swords continued their intense struggle with the shield.
The two elders paused briefly, then infused mana into the treasure swords, increasing their power.
Yet, they still couldn't break the shield to harm Lin Mo.
Both of them were at the innate realm, using their lifebound treasures, but Lin Mo managed to block them so easily, leaving them with sullen expressions.
"If that's all you're capable of, then I won't be polite." Lin Mo's lips curled into an uncanny smile, reaching out with his right hand to gather two scorching orange flas in his palm, which he threw.
Instantly, two fireballs of extre heat pierced the air towards the two elders.
"Be careful."
The two elders imdiately condensed magic spells in their hands, releasing golden rays to hit the fireballs, which exploded mid-air, scattering brilliant sparks.
As the two elders focused on summoning spells, their control over the two flying swords weakened slightly. Lin Mo's left arm thrust forward, the golden light shield striking the treasure swords, causing them to recoil.
Clang clang!
The two treasure swords flew hundreds of ters back, embedding in a rock standing at the main hall entrance, their blades fully subrged, their hilts vibrating fiercely like bee wings.
"Puff puff!"
The two elders avoided the fireballs but turned pale, spewing scarlet blood from their mouths.
The two treasure swords were their lifebound treasures, almost connected to their bodies, so damage to the swords equated to injury to them.
"Lin Mo, you dare co to my Qingxuan Sect? Today, I shall kill you and grind your bones to dust." A booming voice like thunder echoed across the Qingxuan Sect's sky.
Lin Mo frowned slightly and looked up.
In the azure sky, a beam of light like floating light and shadow surged towards the Qingxuan Sect.
anwhile, the soul flags surrounding the Qingxuan Sect extended black tendril-like objects, growing furiously, forming a net toward the floating light and shadow.
"Get out of my way."
A loud shout cut through, the green light shredding those black tendrils into ashes.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the sky above the Qingxuan Sect, an old man with silver long hair, wearing a grand cap and robe, his eyes like electricity, staring at Lin Mo.
"Are you the Qingxuan Sect Master?"
Lin Mo squinted slightly, a glint flashing through the slit in his eyes.
"I originally planned that if you didn't co out in a few days, I would personally go to the Lin Family and slaughter your clan. I never imagined you would dare attack my Qingxuan Sect?" the Qingxuan Sect Master snorted coldly.
"Threatening my family, you deserve death."
Lin Mo reached his right hand to draw from his back a deep blue heavy sword about the width of a door panel, emitting a powerful aura instantly.
"Indeed, stepping into the innate realm!" The Qingxuan Sect Master's eye twitched slightly, stretching his palms across the void, revealing a clear ray, followed by a simple green bamboo sword manifesting in the air, subtly exuding a mysterious charm.
"Lin Mo, today I shall use your soul and blood to consecrate my son." The Qingxuan Sect Master, with a manic expression, unleashed a burst of aura, forming a vacuum region.
Anything near this region would be silently torn into powder by the violent aura.
Stay tuned for the wonderful continuation tomorrow.
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