"Everyone, attack together, and eliminate this child," Ning Hong ordered coldly, his hands twisting into a spell.
Suddenly, the calm lake surface stirred, and two water dragons, each about as wide as a small car, burst forth from the water, vivid as if alive. It seemed as if the sound of dragon roars filled the heavens and the earth, and everyone standing on the shore could hear it clearly, utterly awestruck.
Azure Dragon clenched his fists, his body overflowing with True Qi that wrapped around him like azure threads, almost solidifying into a physical substance. A powerful combat force surged from him, pressing the water beneath his feet into a bowl shape due to the intense aura.
The two elders from the Black Witch Sect erupted with black mist. Instantly, wailing evil spirits emerged, revealing countless ferocious ghost heads, as if the end of the world had come.
Lin Mo stood alone in the center, hands behind his back and an indifferent expression on his face. Surrounded on all sides, his face remained calm and collected.
The martial artists on the shore widened their eyes; even though some among them were Martial Emperor level experts, they could only manipulate the wind as a blade or throw flowers and leaves to cause harm, and some magic users who could gather fireballs or wind blades and employ some magic, but their power was no match for the significant figures on the lake.
It was as if everyone was a top student from Tsinghua or Beijing University, but you finished last, and I finished first.
Martial artists and magic users were indeed powerful compared to ordinary people, but compared to Azure Dragon, Ning Hong, and the two elders from the Black Witch Sect, they were significantly lesser.
"What, what is this?" Su Beiwang was so shocked by the sight that his jaw almost hit the ground. It was the peak of his worldview.
These people could casually gather water into dragons and fill the sky with ghosts, their aura soaring sky-high, more shocking than watching an international blockbuster.
Su Xiaoxiao, having spent the most time with Master Mo, could still accept it and said, "Cousin, now you see why these people are called powerhouses, right? With such strength, as long as they don't make big mistakes, the Security Bureau won't provoke them either, their destructive power is much stronger than average people."
Su Beiwang's face turned pale, his heart filled with melancholy.
No matter how much wealth and power he controlled, what could he do against such people? If they decided to eradicate his entire lineage, what could he do to resist?
The audience watching the live broadcast on the underground forums went into a frenzy with their comments.
"Indeed a big shot, I wonder how many Huaxia can bring out with such power."
"Lin Mo is in danger this time, I think Azure Dragon alone could take him on."
"Azure Dragon's True Qi is as solid as a substance, he must be just a step away from the Intermediate Martial God."
"Our Sect Leader can only condense a few strands of True Qi, but Azure Dragon is wrapped in it all over, he's too strong."
Suddenly, Azure Dragon drew a streak of azure across the sky, disappearing from his spot. In the next moment, like a flicker of light, he was already in front of Lin Mo. His fist, solid with True Qi like a dragon head, let out a dragon roar, creating a massive white splash on the lake, ferociously smashing towards Lin Mo.
Lin Mo clenched his golden fist and struck out, causing the entire space to tremble as if it couldn't withstand his immense power.
Their fists collided, and Lin Mo stood unshaken in place.
The shockwave spread out for a hundred meters, causing waves to ripple across the lake surface.
Azure Dragon, however, was sent flying a hundred meters back, leaving a long trail of white waves behind him, his face full of astonishment: "Could it be that you have already stepped into the Intermediate Martial God Realm?"
Azure Dragon was shocked inside. It had been twenty years since he had reached the Basic-level Martial God, and all he had done these years was to refine his True Qi. Now, he could solidify his True Qi almost like a real substance, only a step away from the Intermediate Martial God. However, he had not expected Lin Mo's True Qi to be even stronger.
At this moment, Ning Hong was controlling two Water Dragons that attacked fiercely, like The Immortal of Colossal Spirit wielding two Divine Whips, violently smashing towards Lin Mo and churning the entire lake into towering waves.
The two Water Dragons, condensed with the power of Magic, had bodies as hard as steel bars, capable of shattering even a heavy tank if smashed by them.
Lin Mo had completely transformed into a streak of golden light, fighting together with Ning Hong's Water Dragons and Ning Xuan's Blood Sword. Meanwhile, the two Magic Users from the Black Witch Sect did not stop either, casting various Curses and spells.
Countless Evil Ghosts howled and charged towards Lin Mo, and with the Curses on him, Lin Mo felt his speed and strength both diminishing, and the lake water felt like weak water, stepping on it was like sinking into a swamp.
"Is this the extent of your strength?"
Lin Mo's expression was cold as he drew the Xuanyuan Sword, and immediately, Thunder flickered across the lake's surface. The golden light shone brilliantly, and all nearby Spirits were shattered into pieces by the thunder.
Lin Mo, holding the Xuanyuan Sword, stood in the heart of the lake; then, suddenly gripping the hilt with both hands, a golden sword light swept out horizontally. The golden sword light seemed to solidify into a golden thread, unstoppable, cutting through everything in its path.
"Condense Qi into threads, murderous aura cleaves the heavens!" Even facing Azure Dragon, whose face changed drastically and retreated quickly, he was still grazed by the golden light at his waist and sent flying backward.
The sword light was aimed at Ning Hong, whose face changed dramatically. He hurriedly pinched a spell and various Magic Barriers appeared in front, with two Water Dragons blocking the way, but the golden thread swept past, cutting the two Water Dragons at the waist, turning them back to lake water that fell into the lake.
By then, Ning Hong had already conjured thirteen Magic Barriers and had even brought out a golden Buddha Bead, radiating holy divine light and faintly resounding with Buddhist chants.
The golden Buddha Beads hovered above Ning Hong's head, while a golden bell shaped like an inverted dome covered him. The Golden Bell was inscribed with countless golden runes flowing like water.
"The Great Vajra Cover," the two elders from the Black Witch Sect exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the golden barrier around Ning Hong.
It was said that among the seventy-two supreme techniques of the Buddhist sect, the strongest in defense was the Great Vajra Cover, not even a Broken Martial Bomb nor explosives could necessarily break through it.
The golden sword light, as if cutting through blocks of tofu, broke through the Magic Barriers one by one that stood before Ning Hong, and then struck the Golden Bell, emitting a sound like that of clashing metal.
Finally, the golden line disappeared.
"As expected, it's the Buddhist sect's strongest defensive secret technique," the two Black Witch Sect elders revealed a hint of envy.
Ning Hong, who was hiding within the Golden Bell Shield, also heaved a sigh of relief; he had truly thought Lin Mo's sword was going to kill him. That sword light seemed gentle but carried the power of annihilation. Thankfully, the sword light had faded.
'Such powerful swordsmanship, perhaps he cannot use it a second time,' Azure Dragon thought to himself. He then lowered his head suddenly to see his clothes sliced open, the Soft armor beneath torn open with traces of fresh blood flowing out, and he froze.
"Dad..." Ning Xuan's face changed suddenly.
"What's wrong?" Ning Hong asked suspiciously.
Lin Mo calmly said, "Before you die, I'll tell you, your son Ning Teng was killed by Ning Xuan."
"How could I possibly die..." Ning Hong hadn't finished speaking when his body split in two and fell into the lake, the Golden Bell Shield cracking like spiderwebs, shattering into fragments, and dissipating between heaven and earth.
This sword strike contained not just Lin Mo's True Qi, but also a powerful intent, severing Ning Hong's soul along with it.
"Lin Mo, victorious in every battle!" A message flashed across the underground forum!