Everyone was stunned, dumbfounded as they stared at the void of space where Qin Cang had been. Not a trace of him remained. Even though he was a supre who had fallen from grace, he was still an unimaginable powerhouse! How on earth did Chu Mo do it?
Right, where's Chu Mo?
No one could see Chu Mo anymore.
At that mont, from the vast sky above, ca Chu Mo's voice, imbued with the boundless power of laws.
"This array, I shall seal you for another fifty years!"
A gigantic hand reached out towards the only intact star in the entire galaxy.
Boom!
A brilliant light shone forth.
Then ca Chu Mo's voice, filled with regret, "It's a pity, it can only be sealed for fifteen years."
Following that, Chu Mo's figure fell from the high heavens.
Yue Qingcheng was about to rush forward when she saw the woman in black clothes fly up to catch Chu Mo. She hesitated for a mont and remained in her spot.
Qi Xiaoyu's face was covered in tears as she looked at Chu Mo and called out softly, "Brother..."
Chu Mo barely opened his eyes to look at her, then closed them again in relief, whispering, "Let's go ho."
The old man with the tobacco pipe, missing an arm and with no hint of color on his face, walked over. With a face marked by the ravages of ti, he gazed at Chu Mo in Qi Xiaoyu's arms, then let out a long sigh, "Good! You have not disgraced our Chu Family!"
The tall and skinny man flew over, carrying his wife who had already passed out, with only one leg left. Grinding his teeth, he cried out loudly, "So many of our people have died!"
The old man with the tobacco pipe trembled slightly, then softly said, "A good death is a worthy death."
The Azure Dragon also slowly swam over, and in its dragon eyes, teardrops glistened as it said in a low voice, "How could this be so tragic..."
Yue Qingcheng also ca over, pursing her lips tightly, and bowed deeply to Qi Xiaoyu, "I've t the lady!"
Qi Xiaoyu looked at Yue Qingcheng with gratitude and curiosity. She knew who this woman was and had a good impression of her. She nodded lightly and said, "Brother said, we're going ho."
The old man with the tobacco pipe looked at Qi Xiaoyu with a mix of emotions. In their minds, the wife of the Chu Clan heir was supposed to be Yiyi. But now it seed, the young master's choice was this woman. Despite her stunning beauty, there was an unusual coldness about her that gave them chills.
Just then, from beyond the endless galaxy, a cold snort suddenly ca, "A saint-level fluctuation has appeared in the Yanhuang Region, quite interesting. Who dares to tamper with the power of Heavenly Dao?"
A tall figure, shrouded in light, holding a silver spear, mounted on a massive white tiger, spanned the endless galaxy and approached.
"Is it this little bastard again? This ti, I'd like to see where you can run to?" The aura emitting from this figure was imnsely powerful; as he moved forward, a divine rainbow appeared in the sky, like a bridge carrying him over.
Chu Mo slowly opened his eyes. He was extrely weak at this point. He glanced at the newcor and managed a bitter smile, then looked deeply at Qi Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, put down."
"No, brother, if we die, we'll die together!" Qi Xiaoyu sensed the truly supre oppression emanating from the figure. It was an aura belonging to a top-tier supre being; she realized this person was the formidable enemy of the Luotian Immortal Domain her brother had spoken of.
"Wish to be lovebirds who die together? Fine, I'll grant your wish." The man was quite young, his gaze towards Qi Xiaoyu holding Chu Mo in her arms was cold and detached: "Hiding in the arms of a woman, bastard, stand up! I want to kill you personally and face to face! And by the way, take back that droplet of essence blood you took from !"
The man said coldly, "I didn't expect that in just over a decade, you would grow to this extent. Quasi-Supre, heh, and even able to wield sacred power, slaying supres. It must be those dharma instrunts on you that helped, right? Good, they belong to now."
The white tiger beneath the man was extrely proud, lazily drooping its eyelids, not even bothering to glance at these people. It even couldn't understand why its master bothered to waste words with these ants—just kill them all.
The old man with the smoking pipe and the tall, skinny figure stood firmly in front of Qi Xiaoyu. At a ti like this, no matter how much they didn't acknowledge Qi Xiaoyu, they would stand in front for the sake of their young master.
Chu Mo said, "Xiaoyu, put down first, I have sothing to say to him."
Qi Xiaoyu let Chu Mo down. Chu Mo had almost no energy left in his body and he barely managed to stand in the imnse void. Then, he slowly stepped forward, past the old man with the smoking pipe and the one-legged tall figure. Calmly, he looked at the young man who had approached him.
The white tiger's nose twitched slightly, and then it opened its pair of tiger eyes, greed apparent in its gaze as it looked at Chu Mo.
The young man patted the tiger's head and said indifferently, "He is mine, you are not to covet him."
The white tiger let out a tiger roar as if dissatisfied.
The Azure Dragon, annoyed, said, "Little white cat, dare you ss with this Dragon? Looks like you're a female, want to try this Dragon's might? This Dragon has so real skill..."
"You're courting death!" The white tiger shrieked in a crisp female voice, and a cyclone, sharp as ever, slashed towards the Azure Dragon.
"Damn, that's so temper! Resorting to violence at a disagreent?" The Azure Dragon swiftly dodged the white tiger's attack.
In fact, the white tiger's realm was not much higher than the Azure Dragon's. But its pride was unmatched. It was, after all, a quasi-supre beast from the Luotian Immortal Domain, raised by the Imperial Clan since young—the arrogance it carried could leave the Azure Dragon, this little rogue, far behind.
At this mont, the young man riding upon the white tiger coldly looked at Chu Mo: "Bastards will always be bastards, even the pets they take in are so ill-mannered."
"Who's a pet? You son of a..." The Azure Dragon was about to curse but t the young man's ice-cold gaze and retracted the rest of its words.
This was a genuine high-level supre! One glance could not kill the Azure Dragon but was enough to inflict heavy damage.
The young man looked at Chu Mo disdainfully: "Little bastard, if you have any last words, I permit you to speak."
"If I'm not mistaken, you should be one of my cousins." Chu Mo was calm, not angered by the young man repeatedly calling him a little bastard. However, that didn't an Chu Mo was not angry; he was ready to go down fighting. But before that, there was one thing he was desperate to know.
"Cousin? You think you're worthy? What are you, exactly?" Upon hearing these words, the young man flew into a rage, his gaze towards Chu Mo filled with undisguised, deep abhorrence.
Qi Xiaoyu, Yue Qingcheng, as well as the old man puffing on his smoking pipe and the skinny tall fellow all turned pale with anger, wanting desperately to rush forward and fight.
Chu Mo remained calm, asking, "I just have one question—how is my mother?"
The young man was slightly taken aback, then he couldn't help but laugh uproariously at the sky. Pointing at Chu Mo, he said with utmost mockery, "That cheap whore..."
Snap!
A crisp sound.
The helt of the young man bristling with arrogance was directly smashed, and half of his face was obliterated!
This scene stunned everyone.
Those present instinctively looked towards Chu Mo, thinking it was he who had made the move. But then they realized that couldn't be possible.
The young supre emitted an extrely pitiful scream: "Who... who dares to strike ?"
"Beast!" A low shout resounded from the void.
Then, a decrepit figure slowly erged from the void.
This was a very disheveled old man, appearing sowhat tipsy, dressed in ragged clothes, his hair seemingly unwashed for hundreds of years, his face almost completely obscured by a huge beard. Such a scruffy old man, if seen on the streets, everyone would avoid him like the plague.
Clearly just an old beggar, an old drunk.
But where were they? This was the boundlessly vast cosmic void!
It was a place where even true immortals could not reach!
The old man with a smoking pipe used his only remaining arm to hold the pipe, scrutinizing the scruffy old man intently, and then suddenly his entire person froze, and he knelt down with a thud, wailing, "Master!"
Although the skinny tall fellow who was embracing his wife had only one leg left, he too knelt down on the ground, trembling as he called out, "Master!"
Yue Qingcheng was stunned.
Qi Xiaoyu was stunned.
Azure Dragon was stunned.
Who was this scruffy old man?
Chu Mo was dumbstruck on the spot, teardrops instantly rolling down, his voice quivering, "Father…"
Chu Tianji!
The person who ca was none other than Master Chu of the Chu Clan, the young supre Chu Tianji who had disappeared for many years and went against the heavens to follow the Dao!
What was it that transford a once young supre into what he was today? And why was he able to appear here? To deliver such a slap to that outrageously presumptuous and disrespectful young supre, smashing half of his face to pieces?
Even the young supre was completely dumbstruck, trembling as he pointed his finger at Chu Tianji: "You... you... you!"
Crack!
Chu Tianji's hand moved like lightning, directly breaking the young man's finger.
The young man scread in agony once again.
Everyone was awestruck.
Chu Mo was also awestruck. The blood in his heart rapidly heated up, igniting completely in an instant!
This is my father!
This is my father!
This is my father!
My invincible old man!
This is the father who was peerlessly impressive and valiant, as seen in the images of my mories!
The old drunk remained indifferent, the sa uninterested expression on his face, looking at the young man faintly, "Although you little bastard lack any sense of decency and deserve to be killed ten thousand tis over, there's nothing I can do about it. Since I'm your uncle and your parents haven't educated you properly, I'll help them teach you a lesson. Rember to be more polite when you speak next ti."
The eyes of the young man displayed a look of deep resentnt, his half-smashed face still a broken ss, those were wounds from the Great Dao, not so easily healed.
"You once promised..." the young man said through gritted teeth, glaring at the old drunk.
But his words were imdiately interrupted: "You also made promises."
"He used saint-level power!" the young man burst out with hatred.
"It's none of your damn business!" Master Chu declared with boundless authority.
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