This sight terrified everyone, causing chaos and panic in Longevity Heaven, with countless people fleeing in disarray.
Zhao Hongzhi, who had just mocked the Demon Lord's seemingly ineffective kick, was also dumbstruck. As one of the elders of Longevity Heaven, how could he not know about the nurous restrictions placed on Lonely God Peak? Although he was in a state of breakdown bordering on madness, to watch a towering mountain, regarded as nearly sacred, split into two halves...that kind of shock wasn't sothing that could be quelled by simply saying 'I fear nothing, not even death'.
Chu Mo also twitched at the corners of his mouth, gaping at his master, thinking: did he really need to go to such extres?
This kick from the Demon Lord, was indeed earth-shattering, and sure to leave an indelible mark on the entire Four Symbols Continent!
Lonely God Peak hadn't completely collapsed, but from the middle, a gigantic fissure approximately fourteen ters wide opened up. Looking downward from the top, it seed a bottomless abyss!
As high as Lonely God Peak was, that was how deep the abyss was!
Countless structures on Lonely God Peak were destroyed.
Looking at this fissure, the Supre Elder wore an expression that was sowhere between laughter and tears as he stood there, stupefied.
Chu Mo unsheathed Heaven Slaying, holding it in his hand, feeling the intense killing intent resonating from it, perfectly rging with the murderous intent in his heart.
Life Killer!
The second attack of the Netherworld Eight Slashes!
After the battle at Skybreaker Mountain, Chu Mo had already gotten a basic grasp of it.
Yes, just a basic grasp.
But it was enough to kill.
Zhao Hongzhi also stood up, forcefully suppressing the fear in his heart. He faced Chu Mo and surprisingly, also drew a long sword, his expression deadly serious.
"What would happen if I killed him?" Zhao Hongzhi asked through gritted teeth.
The Demon Lord glanced at him: "Death!"
"So you're saying that today, I'm bound to die?" Zhao Hongzhi's face twisted, becoming increasingly ferocious.
The Demon Lord didn't even bother responding.
The Supre Elder, however, turned to look at the Demon Lord, asking somberly, "After this battle is over, could Elder spare my Longevity Heaven?"
The Demon Lord raised his head to gaze at the firmant above. In his eyes at that mont, it seed as if stars were twinkling, becoming unfathomably profound. He saw what others could not - countless threads stretching across the sky. A vast majority of these threads were centered on Chu Mo. So of them floated right above his head.
Gone in a flash!
The Demon Lord blinked.
These threads... were actually the threads of fate!
At the Demon Lord's level, this was all he could see.
In the grand sche of things, there were even more intricate and complicated threads of fate. At tis, even a passing thought could potentially trigger imnse repercussions.
Whoosh!
Having used his immortal powers, the Demon Lord instantly felt sowhat weak, though this energy expenditure was nothing to him.
He glanced at the Supre Elder, "If the people of your Longevity Heaven are wise enough, from now on, they should no longer provoke Chu Mo. Otherwise..."
The Demon Lord didn't continue, just raised his head to gaze into the endless firmant once more. Images flashed rapidly across his eyes.
Imdiately afterwards, a faint smirk of ridicule appeared on the Demon Lord's face.
The Supre Elder solemnly said, "Rest assured, Elder, even if you ascend imdiately, I can guarantee on behalf of Longevity Heaven that after this battle, we will no longer provoke Chu Mo of our own accord!"
The Demon Lord's face was impassive as he said lightly, "Let's hope so."
In that brief mont when he used his immortal techniques, he had seen too many events of this world's future. Even if he no longer intervened, Chu Mo would have no problems at all. The heavenly fate masked on Chu Mo was even stronger than he'd imagined.
At this mont, Chu Mo addressed Zhao Hongzhi, "Make your move. If I move first, you won't get a chance."
"Arrogant brat!" Zhao Hongzhi, a highly respected elder of Longevity Heaven, had never suffered such humiliation. Today, in front of this young man, he had lost all face.
Especially when he understood that there was no way he would survive the day. All the madness and evil deep within him were completely unleashed this very mont.
Zhao Hongzhi struck out with his sword, which shot forth like a streak of light.
The cold blade, radiating a surging killing intent, aid directly for Chu Mo.
As an elder, even though his cultivation level was suppressed to an Ironblood level, this particular move placed imnse pressure on Chu Mo.
"This man is stronger than those who hunted down before... Even Hua Shuanniu is not on par with him!" Chu Mo imdiately evaluated Zhao Hongzhi's strength in his heart.
But...I, Chu Mo, am not the sa Chu Mo as before!
In the sky, countless swords appeared instantaneously, filling the sky, their cold light shimring.
Zhao Hongzhi's sword contained all his life's cultivation, he wanted to ensure victory with this move alone!
Even if he was to die, he would bring this young man down with him!
At this mont, Chu Mo was like a solitary pine on a cliff, deeply rooted as if he and the earth were one.
This was an extrely profound state!
Even those in the Innate Realm might not be able to understand this subtlety.
The Supre Elder of Longevity Heaven looked at Chu Mo, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief, as he murmured, "How is this possible? He's just a teenage boy...yet he possesses such deanor, extraordinary...truly extraordinary!"
"Die!" Zhao Hongzhi roared furiously.
At this point, Chu Mo suddenly lifted his head, at the sa ti, he swung out Heaven Slaying.
No one saw how Chu Mo's stroke was delivered, including the Supre Elder who had been watching him intently. They only saw a blur, and then Chu Mo's sword was back in its sheath.
But at the sa mont Chu Mo's attack was unleashed, a terrifying killing aura erupted.
Even when Zhao Hongzhi's body collapsed, the killing aura lingered in the air.
Awe flitted through the Supre Elder's eyes.
Zhao Hongzhi's hand that held the sword hadn't loosened even in death. His eyes, pupils dilating, still carried intense fear and shock.
He couldn't understand until his dying breath how his opponent defeated him with a single stroke.
Life Killer, the second of the Netherworld Eight Slashes. Once used, it was truly horrifying!
Looking at Zhao Hongzhi's corpse on the ground, Chu Mo murmured, "A year ago...you were supposed to die. But since you didn't then, I didn't expect that I would be the one to kill you at this ti."
The Demon Lord glanced at Chu Mo, "Shall we go?"
Chu Mo nodded, "Let's go." (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please consider supporting by voting with recomndation tickets or monthly tickets on qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please visit m.qidian to read.)
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