"Is that so? If you're unwilling to talk, then I'll have no choice but to kill you and search your soul." Lin Mo clenched his fist, exuding a fierce killing intent that even made Ye Beichen, Xuan Shi, Mu Lihong, and the others around him feel a chill.
To Lin Mo, his parents were the most important people. If anything happened to them, he wouldn't forgive himself.
Therefore, Lin Mo absolutely wouldn't allow anything to happen to his parents.
"Kill those six people!" Mao Ying licked her lips, her gaze sharp. In the blink of an eye, she turned into a black shadow, causing the air to explode. The next moment, she was already in front of Lin Mo.
"Your... blood seems to be tastier." Mao Ying spread her arms, her ten slender fingers curling into claws, with ten-centimeter-long sharp nails, as sharp as steel blades, springing from her fingertips.
The other men in black rushed simultaneously toward Ye Beichen, Xuan Shi, and the others.
"If this is all the strength you have, then die!"
Lin Mo clenched his fist, suddenly widening his eyes, and struck out with a punch that made the space tremble. Mao Ying, who only had the cultivation of the middle innate stage, was not taken seriously by Lin Mo.
The most striking was Xuan Shi, surrounded by golden light. Like flying knives, he shredded two men in black tight clothes into pieces.
Whoosh...
Mao Ying crouched, her feet pressing down on the tree trunk with a creaking sound, and her whole person, like a cat, pounced at Lin Mo again.
"Still won't give up?"
Lin Mo frowned slightly, punching out again, but this time, Mao Ying's figure actually disappeared.
"Hmm?" Lin Mo was momentarily stunned.
Whoosh, a slight breeze sounded behind Lin Mo's ear.
"Dear, I'm behind you." A voice, as if carried by the wind, appeared behind Lin Mo.
"What..."
Lin Mo's eyes widened. Although his opponent's strength level was weaker than his, they had disappeared right before him, astonishingly fast.
Mao Ying's voice was like a whisper of love, causing one's whole body to relax involuntarily.
"Now, you can die!" Just as Mao Ying's words fell, the tail behind her whipped around like a snake, coiling tightly around Lin Mo's waist. At the same time, Mao Ying's cherry blossom pink hair rapidly extended like steel wires, wrapping around Lin Mo's body and tightening.
Each strand cut into the skin with a burning pain.
"Let me taste your blood. It must be delicious."
Mao Ying was almost pressed against Lin Mo from behind, her hot breath caressing his skin, yet the sensation sent a chill through his whole body.
"Is that so?"
A cold, indifferent smile curled Lin Mo's lips.
Mao Ying suddenly sensed danger, turning her head suddenly, only to see three burning black flames in the void.
Ah...
The black flames rushed forward in an instant, enveloping Mao Ying's body, burning her to ashes, leaving only a black glow suspended in the air—Mao Ying's soul.
At the moment Mao Ying vanished, Lin Mo had already summoned the black flames.
"Let me go. I can be your servant, do anything you want, I don't want to die." The black light group, Mao Ying's soul, was now only a slightly smaller silhouette.
"Tell me, was the disappearance of the cruise ship your doing?" Lin Mo asked.
"That was done by three lords and has nothing to do with me. Those people are all locked in the cave, prepared as food." Mao Ying hastily replied.
Faced with death, even the most powerful could feel fear. The fear between life and death is immense, and this statement is no joke.
Food?
Lin Mo clenched his fist, crushing the black soul into fragments, as threads of blood appeared in his eyes.
His parents were actually captured to be used as food?
Just as Lin Mo killed Mao Ying, the other thirty black-clad figures were also dealt with by Xuan Shi, Ye Beichen, and the others.
"Hmm, dual cultivation of magic and martial arts?" Xuan Shi's gaze fell on Lin Mo, slightly shocked.
Indeed, he had just witnessed Lin Mo emanating the power of stars and fluctuations of spell spiritual energy.
Ye Beichen also looked at Lin Mo in surprise. He knew Lin Mo cultivated spells, but didn't expect him to start cultivating martial arts over these two years as well.
"Dual cultivation of magic and martial arts is certainly powerful, but few can achieve great success in both. It's better to specialize in one." Xuan Shi said coldly.
Ye Beichen smiled and said, "Perhaps Mr. Lin has talent in both spells and martial arts."
"This island is strange; we'd better be cautious." Guo Da changed the subject, reminding them with a solemn expression.
"All six of us together, who should we fear?" Peacock was very confident.
Lin Mo didn't speak. His gaze was fixed on the center of the island. Due to the white mist on the island, the divine thought couldn't be widely spread, so he couldn't detect where his parents were for now.
"Let's go!"
After speaking, Lin Mo rushed forward like a hunting panther, accelerating his pace.
...
On a flat rock at the center of the island, Xiuhui suddenly stood up, her brows furrowed, and she said gravely, "Mao Ying is dead, and that group has already headed for the center of the island."
"Oh? Mao Ying was in the Innate Realm and was killed so quickly." Bai Cangzhu, clad in war armor, also got to his feet.
"Perhaps experts have come; we should also be cautious." Sha Shengshi stood up and said.
"The three of us combined, are we still afraid?" Xiuhui said blandly, "Let's go and take a look together."
With that, the three were already gone, leaving only three gradually fading afterimages.
Lin Mo and the others advanced rapidly, and divine thought explored outward, instantly sensing three strong auras approaching head-on.
Three auras, one with the cultivation of the middle innate stage, and the other two were martial artists with six-star strength in the Star Wheel Mirror.
Mu Lihong, Ye Beichen, Xuan Shi, Guo Da, and Peacock immediately stopped, standing on the thick branches extended by the tall trees. At this moment, three figures appeared before them.
"Oh, so it's you guys who barged into Duwu Island?" Xiuhui's gaze swept across Lin Mo and the others' faces one by one, and her previously serious expression relaxed slightly.
Xiuhui was at the middle Innate Realm, known as a distinguished spiritualist in the ancient times of Han Country.
Sha Shengshi and Bai Cangzhu, two well-known martial artists from ancient times, were gradually making their appearance as spiritual energy revived and entered people's sight once more.
Once cultivation reached the Innate Realm, one could enjoy a lifespan of over five hundred years. Yet with the depletion of spiritual energy, they all hid in energy-rich places to cultivate, preserving their life spans and avoiding stepping into the mundane world.
Now, as spiritual energy revived, these mythical figures started appearing in the mortal world again.
Xiuhui's gaze swept over the few before her, the strongest being Xuan Shi in white, at six-star strength in the Star Wheel Mirror.