A voice resonated through the boundless land of the Ancient Zhao Clan. It crossed the endless ocean, flew over vast rivers, spread across the wide plains, and penetrated towering peaks, reaching the ears of every mber of the Ancient Zhao Clan, and into everyone's heart.
Cold, resolute, domineering!
Unmatched and peerless.
At this mont, the disciples of the Ancient Zhao Clan finally fully understood the feelings of the mbers of the Ancient Dongfang Clan who had fled their own territories before.
Disaster strikes from the sky, leaving them holess. Driven forcibly from their holand. Don't want to leave? Then die!
Although Chu Mo had killed countless beings of the Ancient Dongfang Clan with ruthless thods, his true intention was not to completely exterminate them. Instead... he aid to utterly destroy these ancient clans!
This resembles total extermination but is, in fact, not the sa.
The fundantal goal of Chu Mo's revenge was not to kill every mber of the ancient clans, but to cripple all ancient clans within the Tunnel World!
Just like in the territory of the Ancient Dongfang Clan before, those main cities that were completely devoid of people were wiped off the face of the earth by Chu Mo.
Building such a massive main city is a huge expense for any ancient clan. The key issue is that Chu Mo's destruction of the city signaled his attitude. As long as he lives, who would dare to rebuild it?
Unable to return to their holand to rebuild their cities, they can only live in exile. The Supre Ancestor was beheaded and hung on a flagpole for all to see, and the descendants below have no ho to return to. This is no different from the destruction of a family clan.
If Chu Mo continues to assert his dominance, eventually, the thirteen ancient clans may all end up eting the sa fate.
Their descendants may be scattered in large numbers, but the ancient clans above them would have vanished. They wouldn't even dare gather in large numbers. Because that might invite a thunderous strike from Chu Mo at any ti!
So, they must scatter, completely scatter! The more scattered…the better.
In the short term, they will certainly maintain contact with each other and heed the calls from their family leaders. But what about in a thousand years? Ten thousand years later? A million years later?
By then, will the thirteen ancient clans still exist?
Just like the once glorious and prosperous Chu Clan Royal, today, who could say that within the Tunnel World, there aren't many royal bloodline descendants? But many descendants with royal blood might not even know it themselves!
Therefore, had Chu Mo not been reborn and returned for his domineering revenge, the words "Chu Clan Royal" would likely be barely ntioned today!
What is karma? This is it!
Among the mbers of the Ancient Zhao Clan, especially those in main cities, while anxious, they still held so hope. They hoped that Zhao Di, the ancestral realm powerhouse known as the number one under the Supre, could defeat Chu Mo; they hoped their Supre Ancestors would take action against Chu Mo. To suppress Chu Mo with divine retribution!
Therefore, many main cities within the Ancient Zhao Clan didn't witness a large-scale collapse due to Chu Mo's words.
But where Chu Mo passed, the Ancient Zhao Clan's main cities and big cities were instantly annihilated by him!
Without the slightest hesitation!
This finally terrified the other disciples of the main and various sized towns of the Ancient Zhao Clan. They, like the forr mbers of the Ancient Dongfang Clan, fled with their families, constantly thinking of escaping to distant places.
Chu Mo did not pursue them or attack those who fled, but those cities... instantly turned into ruins. The level of destruction far surpassed the Chu Clan Royal of yesteryear!
Upon hearing the news, Zhao Di could not restrain his rage. He too released a voice and advanced proactively towards Chu Mo's location.
"Young Master Chu, you have gone too far! With hands soaked in blood, tarnishing life, aren't you afraid of retribution?"
"Not afraid," Chu Mo's reply was simple and direct. Then, with a casual strike, a large city no less grand than Canggu City collapsed with a thunderous roar.
Such majestic power of the Great Dao decomposed every piece of wall and every piece of steel into dust in a fleeting mont. It was a disintegration by the Great Dao, reducing everything to its most original state! Including those beings within the city.
Chu Mo's cultivation had advanced so much beyond what it had been. Such a thod, even an ordinary Supre Ancestor, could not execute it.
When Zhao Di and Chu Mo finally t, Zhao Di unhesitatingly launched an attack on Chu Mo.
"For countless eons, everyone said I am the number one under the Supre. Today, I want to see how strong you really are, Young Master Chu! How dare you be this arrogant?" Zhao Di's voice was cold and stern.
His attack was swift and fierce, his battle power indeed superior to the ancestral realm cultivators Chu Mo had encountered before. Even a natural battle maniac like the monkey seed slightly inferior to Zhao Di.
But no matter how strong, it was still only beneath the Supre. Chu Mo's battle strength had long reached the realm of the Supre!
In fact, if they faced each other under normal circumstances, the victory between him and a Supre Ancestor could go either way evenly.
And this was sothing Zhao Di could not even imagine.
How could there be anyone who hasn't reached the Supre realm but possesses the ability to contend with a Supre Ancestor?
Zhao Di's strike was like a thunderbolt. From the sky, a ray shot out, capable of shattering all tangible substances in the world. It was so fierce that even the intangible void was directly rendered into nothingness by this light. The void collapsed in large swaths where the light passed through.
Of course, all of this happened silently because the speed of this light was much faster than the speed of sound!
The entire scene was extrely shocking as the void collapsed in a line. The light headed straight for the center of Chu Mo's brows!
Ultimate and fierce.
Chu Mo, clad in black with a head of white hair, stood in the void, reaching out with one hand.
That incomparably fierce ray of light was actually caught by Chu Mo just like that.
Zhao Di was imdiately stunned, and countless mbers of the Ancient Zhao Clan hidden in the distant void watching the battle were also all stunned. The four Supre Ancestors of the Ancient Zhao Clan watching through reflections... were similarly stunned!
Ti seed to completely freeze at that mont.
Chu Mo held the light in his hand, a hint of mockery appeared on his sharply handso face.
"The number one under the Supre?"
A strong wave of divine energy surged over the sky.
Then, Chu Mo grasped the light and swung it harshly at Zhao Di!
Like a whip made of condensed light... snapping in the void, lashing towards Zhao Di's body.
Zhao Di seed to want to move instantly to avoid the attack, but he was too slow!
Compared to Chu Mo's strike, it was truly too slow!
This ancient clan descendant, known as the foremost under the Supre, had his flesh directly shredded by his own unleashed attack!
One strike!
Just one strike!
And this attack was Zhao Di's own strongest strike.
Zhao Di's mighty primordial spirit was directly drawn out, floating in the void, bewildered, slowly reconstituting into a physical form. But it did not launch an attack at Chu Mo again; instead, it stared dumbly at Chu Mo, disbelief evident in its eyes.
"Only an ancient ancestor at the Supre realm could achieve this... How is this possible?"
The light in Chu Mo's hand had already dissipated. Yet at this mont, a blood-red, eerie long blade appeared in his hand.
Heaven Slaying!
Slash!
Chu Mo swung the blade directly, and Zhao Di's primordial spirit was cleaved in half.
Zhao Di seed utterly incapable of resistance, standing there without moving!
Dead!
One strike to shatter the flesh, one strike to sever the primordial spirit!
Zhao Di's powerful primordial spirit energy was almost completely devoured by Heaven Slaying in one swipe.
Only now did thunderous sounds begin to echo through the whole void.
It was the sound of the void collapsing, caused by Zhao Di's earlier strike. The noise was terrifying, akin to world-destruction.
Yet Zhao Di had already turned to ash, his life extinguished and existence ended.
Then, the sound of Chu Mo's light hitting Zhao Di's flesh followed swiftly.
Chu Mo's figure had already disappeared from there.
The one known as the foremost under the Supre facing the peerless Young Master Chu did not withstand even a single move.
This scene plunged everyone in the Ancient Zhao Clan into despair...
Boom!
A light shot into the sky.
An ancient ancestor at the Supre realm erges directly!
Boom, boom, boom!
Three more lights shot into the sky; the other three Supre ancient ancestors also erged simultaneously.
At the mont of their ergence, a mantra erupted simultaneously in the spiritual sea of these four Supre ancient ancestors.
"Imasurable Heavenly Lord!"
Pft!
One Supre ancient ancestor of the weakest realm spat a mouthful of blood, splashing to the ground, directly destroying Endless Mountains and Rivers!
The other three Supre ancient ancestors also let out excruciatingly painful groans.
Among them, one of the Ancient Zhao Clan's Supre ancient ancestors couldn't help but let out a furious roar to the sky: "Supre Wuji... It's unfair! Why do you ddle in worldly affairs?"
The other three Supre ancient ancestors couldn't help but roar as well.
"Supre Wuji, show yourself if you dare; we'd rather die under your hand than be manipulated like this!"
"Supre Wuji, aren't you afraid of heavenly retribution for such actions?"
"Old fool, one day, you'll face retribution! The most brutal retribution... You can't escape!"
But what answered them was nothing but the continuous mantra in their spiritual seas.
The four Supre ancient ancestors were so overwheld by this mantra that they couldn't even think about killing Chu Mo; their rationality was already clouded, and their primordial spirits severely injured.
They once mocked the ancient ancestors from the Ancient Dongfang Clan for being too weak, unable to withstand a few mantras from Supre Wuji. Now, experiencing it firsthand, they finally understood Dongfang Yunluo and Dongfang Hengtai's suffering.
"Ah!" One Supre ancient ancestor went insane, directly charging at Chu Mo. His face twisted to the extre: "Young Master Mo, you alongside Supre Wuji and Imasurable Buddha... shall all face retribution, embraced by the world as enemies, dying a miserable death!"
Crack!
A blood-red, eerie light flickered, and the Zhao Clan's Supre ancient ancestor's grand head fell.
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