Three people stood before Lin Zizheng. One of them was a Core Formation cultivator, and the other two had reached Spirit Solitude, but his face was solemn as he held tightly onto the long spear. Even though his cultivation was far superior to a general Qi Refining cultivator, it was difficult for him to defect these people.
But he wasn't worried. After all, he relies not only on his cultivation but also in some secret cards.
Lin Zizheng moved his lips, and he cried one word from his heart, "Qing Yunzi." A shadow figure appeared beside him, the same one that had appeared in the secret territory. However, he was no longer a thick, cloudy energy, he was dressed in a blue robe with the demeanor of a transcendent being.
As soon as he appeared, he subconsciously looked in Qin Mo's direction.
Many spirit energies in the air continue to rush to Qin Mo, significantly increasing his Shattered Sky Sword's strength. For a moment, Liu Yun had no other way.
She looked hatefully at the s.h.i.+ning sword beside Qin Mo, her shaded gaze fixed on him. She slowly said, "Qin Mo, your sword ability is indeed powerful, but don't forget that you are currently a Foundation Building cultivator. There must be a time limit for using this ability. With so many people present, you are no threat to us. . ."
Her words were full of contempt, though she couldn't win against Qin Mo during this short period. Qin Mo's strength wasn't worth mentioning in front of her. Her intention was clear, even if Qin Mo held the upper hand for a moment, it was still a breeze for them to get rid of him.
"So, now you have to think very carefully, whether you take the initiative to break up or whether you want me to do it for you." Her voice carried an intense pressure, and it fell directly on Qin Mo's body.
After she finished her words, the audience quieted down. One by one, their eyes fell on Qin Mo. They knew it wouldn't end well for Qin Mo, but it never occurred to anyone that once brilliant Ds.h.i.+xiong would have fallen to this level.
Jin Linfeng, silent until then, also looked at Qin Mo. He slowly whispered, "Xiao Mo. . ."
Qin Mo's sharp hearing caught this voice, he looked at Jin Linfeng and firmly said, "I am not a Demonic cultivator."
Jin Linfeng's eyes flashed, but he could only sigh and stop speaking.
Qin Mo's body stiffened as his eyes turned cold. He looked back at Liu Yun. The corner of his mouth raised in a mocking arc, "Impossible!"
Liu Yun's expression changed dramatically, her face turning green and white. Since she entered Core Formation, very few people could s.h.i.+ft her mood so suddenly. Qin Mo was too presumptuous.
The expression on her face was somewhat distorted, her eyes sweeping over the large purple sword of lightning. She held her hands and fiercely spit out a breath. With a gloomy tone, she said, "Qin Mo, I hope you will still have a courageous spirit in a moment."
She glanced at the restless people who wanted to rush forward with her to deal with Qin Mo, her eyes flas.h.i.+ng a stern color. She called out to them, "Don't come, I want to kill him myself!"
Listening to her words, they stopped in their tracks. Even the enraged Kong Fan stood aside. Although he was a Core Formation cultivator like Liu Yun, he didn't have to obey her order, but he always respected a woman's wishes.
The shadow's gaze swept through the long sword with surprise in his eyes. Qin Mo wasn't a bad seedling.
As the three before Lin Zizheng stared at the shadow, they felt their expressions s.h.i.+fting. The Core Formation cultivator didn't cover up his own dumbfounded thoughts and was surprised to hear himself say, "An actual Nascent Soul!"
When a cultivator's strength reached Emerging Aperture, they can condense nascent spirits. As long as they can successfully condense the spirit, even if they are physically destroyed but not extinguished in battle, they would become a Nascent Soul. After they become a Nascent Soul, they had the chance of rebirth.
As the dark shadow stood before them, his lowest possible cultivation level was Emerging Aperture. Witnessing him, they all took a cold breath.
But then, the Core Formation cultivator's expression calmed. His eyes swept over the somewhat transparent body and coldly snorted, "He is just a dead man, what's so scary about him?"
He waved to the two behind him and said, "Both of you, take care of him."
He stared at Lin Zizheng in a somewhat sly manner. However, Lin Zizheng stood both leisurely and comfortably. This Foundation Building kid would dare to challenge him? This time, he would let the kid experience the strength of his power.
Hearing the Core Formation cultivator, they relaxed and quickly circulated their spirit power to rush towards the shadow for an attack.
Looking at the two Spirit Solitude cultivators' attack, neither Lin Zizheng nor Qing Yunzi's expressions changed. Qing Yunzi's eyes flashed a trace of contempt, and his face was calm as he stretched out his right hand, waving in their direction.
"Pu pu!" Two m.u.f.fled sounds rang in the entire s.p.a.ce, and everyone's surprised eyes fell on the cultivators. The two men rus.h.i.+ng to attack without pause were being patted down by Qing Yunzi. Spitting out a mouthful of blood as their bodies collapsed to the ground.
The Core Formation cultivator's face stiffened and with a solemn tone, he said, "An actual nascent spirit attack." Although he had never seen a cultivator higher than Emerging Aperture, he had read about it in an ancient book. Emerging Aperture cultivators all have a powerful attack, a nascent spirit attack. It was powerful, and he finally had the chance to witness it.
His expression grew more dignified. He knew that if he doesn't take this seriously, he would end up like the two men on the ground.
Crouching, as he started to mobilize all the spirit power in his body, his eyes flashed. Curling his right hand into a fist, it glowed a deep red color and the air around his fist was deformed as he prepared an attack with his full strength.
A core formation cultivator attack at full strength was devastating. The spirit power around him stirred up violently.
Though his face didn't show it, Qing Yunzi's heart was tight. As the Core Formation cultivator had said, even though he was strong before his death, he was only at Nascent Soul now.
His nascent spirit power quickly began to circulate, as he raised his right hand a large palm appeared in the air. He waved his hand, and the large palm mimicked the movement, slamming brutally in the Core Formation cultivator's direction.
Their attacks collided into each other, the surrounding spirit power boiling up. Qing Yunzi's single strike caused an earthquake, making the Core Formation cultivator retreat a few steps. Gloomily, he looked at his b.l.o.o.d.y hand, and his eyes flashed with rays of anger, but he had to retreat back to the crowd. He didn't dare confront anymore.
Though his appearance didn't show it, he knew he was seriously injured. Between his face or his life, he certainly would cherish his life more.
Qing Yunzi moved his hand, aiming to destroy the Core Formation cultivator. No matter what his opponent did, he would never leave behind a loose end.
A sneer came from the side. They only heard, Liu Yun asking, "Qin Mo, now what are you going to do?"
Lin Zizheng and Qing Yunzi were shocked as they turned to face Qin Mo.
They saw that the large sword of spirit power and lightning had disappeared. The spirit power around Qin Mo no longer rushed toward him, he could no longer defend by using the powerful skill.
Liu Yun gave a mocking smile, she looked at Qin Mo as if he were already dead. Although she never liked Liu Qingzhou, Qin Mo shouldn't have killed and beheaded him before her, let alone the two Spirit Solitude attendants from her sect.
A light flashed in her hand, the Golden Ring. With a sharp gaze, Liu Yun threw the golden ring fiercely towards Qin Mo. The golden ring grew larger in mid-air, casting powerful shadows. A tiger's roar and dragon cry burst out from the ring, terrifying the crowd.
Faced with the fierce attack of her Golden Ring, Qin Mo transferred his spirit power to Thunderbolt. His hand moved, and Thunderbolt flew into the air. The sword's body vibrated and a purple light emanating from its length. Violently, Thunderbolt and the Golden Ring collided.
"Boom!" The whole earth seemed to shake.
The Golden Ring quickly went back to Liu Yun, and Thunderbolt also fell back into Qin Mo's hand.
Liu Yun tightly held her Golden Ring with an ugly expression, not antic.i.p.ating that he could block her attack. Her eyes swept over the sword in his hand. Qin Mo was a rare genius under the boundary of the blue sky. If he was only at Foundation Building and had skills like this, then how outstanding would he be once he forms his core?
Her eyes became gloomier thinking of that. She tightened her grip on the Golden Ring and aimed a shadow attack at Qin Mo.
His face was pale, but again, he drove the sword in his hand.
As soon as they engaged, Lin Zizheng didn't have a chance to do anything before the engagement was already over. When he saw Liu Yun's fierce attack, his pupils shrank, and he shouted to Qing Yunzi, "Quickly!"
Qing Yunzi turned when he heard the shout, then walked towards them without hesitation.
At the same time, a white shadow flew out of Qin Mo's spirit animal bag. It grew in size and landed on the ground. Reaching the size of a small hill, it s.h.i.+elded Qin Mo and stopped Liu Yun's attack completely.
Liu Yun felt her attack hit the small hill. Slowing her movements, she walked straight backward for a few steps.
When her footsteps stopped, she could see an enormous white fox between her and Qin Mo. The fox stood there alone but gave off a heavy pressure. Amidst the distraction, Qing Yunzi reached Qin Mo's side.
Tightening her grip on Golden Ring, her sight fell on Qin Mo. Sarcastically, she said, "Qin Mo, you deserve to be called a Demonic cultivator, to have such a fox demon beside you!"
Qin Mo's eyes showed a hint of surprise when he looked at the fox before him. At first glance, he recognized it as the little fox but didn't expect it to grow to such proportions, and before he could say anything, a voice rang out.
"Demonic cultivator?" His eyes opened wide as he realized the voice came from the little fox in front of him.
Everyone else was also surprised. Only monsters that reached Core Formation were able to speak, and only able to transform into humans once they reached Nascent Soul. Could it be the fox had already reached Core Formation?
Seeing that no one in the room answered his question, the little fox's eyes flashed a trace of displeasure. Its dark pupils turned blood red, and he looked in Liu Yun's direction.
She felt her whole body turn stiff and her mind unconsciously started to flash through this situation's entire process of development, even including the display shown on the soul lamps. After a moment, she regained her freedom. Her eyes moved towards the fox, pinning him with a stare. The fox was indeed strange.
"It's actually like this!" Even if it was just a furry fox face, everyone noticed a thick feeling from it.
Its head-turning, a pair of blood-red eyes looked straight at the Nascent Soul Qing Yunzi. At the same time, its eyes s.h.i.+fted. Having been looked at this way, Qing Yunzi had a bad feeling in his heart. Before he could do anything, like Liu Yun, he became rigid in the same spot.
"It's really like this." A slight sigh hung in the little fox's voice as he spoke. Its gaze turned to Lin Zizheng in the distance and with its eyes flas.h.i.+ng a trace of bloodl.u.s.t, he stared at him. Inside the Huangtian's secret territory, it felt that there was something wrong with Lin Zizeng, but it didn't expect he would do such a thing.
Stared down by the little fox's fire-red eyes, Lin Zizheng panicked, as if everything was about to change.
"What is everyone being distracted for, let's kill the Demonic cultivator Qin Mo and this demon fox!" Kong Fan said, impatient. Since the appearance of this fox, the scene had fallen into complete silence.
Everyone reacted after hearing his voice. Even if the fox was at Core Formation, it didn't matter. They had the numbers, many CoreFormation cultivators were among them.
"Humph! Qin Mo is a Demonic cultivator? Truly a joke, now this fox lord will show you all what the truth is like!" Despise colored the little fox's gaze when it looked at the rioting crowd before it. He gave a smirking glance at Lin Zizheng. Opening its mouth, a colorful ball of light soared out. Everyone heard its shout, "Allow me to give everyone a proper look, Let's see who is the real Demonic cultivator!"
Qin Mo's eyes lit up when he heard this. He was wronged, but he also wanted to know the truth.
Everyone immediately quieted, only Lin Zizheng stiffened.