Lin Mo's expression was as cold as ice, and the power of thunder and lightning within his sword instantly turned the old woman's soul and body into ashes, which dissipated in the wind between heaven and earth.
"Devil."
"Demon, you dare to kill Elder Feng."
The elders from True Fire Sect and Red Moon Sect had faces full of both anger and fear. The three True Fire Pearls of the True Fire Sect had been swallowed by Lin Mo, while the Blood Moon Mirror of the Red Moon Sect cast its light on Lin Mo, whose black hair had started growing, extending down to his waist, and then straightened out.
The long black hair danced with the wind, resembling a peerless God Demon.
"Devil, today my Red Moon Sect will act on behalf of heaven to slay this evil spirit."
The middle-aged man from Red Moon Sect said as he spat out a mouthful of blood, then wrote an ancient and eerie rune on his palm with the blood.
The ancient and eerie rune slowly floated up from his palm, then burrowed into the Blood Moon Mirror.
The bloody light on the mirror suddenly became much denser, and slowly 'writhed' as if it were a pool of viscous blood. The eerie atmosphere it emitted also grew increasingly intense.
Lin Mo could truly and clearly feel his own Spiritual Energy and True Yuan, energy being crazily absorbed by the mirror, his body felt as if it was being peeled and reeled, bringing waves of scraping pain.
Even the disciples of the Heavenly Sect and members of the Demon Clan standing by were stunned.
This artifact, originally of the Demon Clan, was said to have been consecrated by the Red Moon Sect, but the eerie Cultivation Technique displayed by the mirror now was undoubtedly of the Demon Clan, evil and with great power.
"What is going on?" Ye Beichen widened his eyes, clenching his fists tightly, veins throbbing on his neck, unable to contain his anger as he stared at everything before him. Uncle was furrowing his brow, deeply gazing at the middle-aged man from Red Moon Sect, sighing, "It seems that Red Moon Sect hasn't truly purified and consecrated the Blood Moon Mirror, they are coveting the great power it possesses, unwilling to destroy it, and they have even mastered the Demon Clan's method of controlling the mirror."
"These despicable guys, always claiming to be a righteous sect, and we from the Demon Clan are always wicked, secretly using the Demon Clan's artifact, despicable." Young Master Guo clenched his fist, his eyes full of anger.
"Aren't they always like this?" Mr. Nie was equally full of anger.
But because of family and sect reasons, they could not intervene to help Lin Mo now.
Yingzi and Xia Mengdie grouped together to fight against other disciples of the Heavenly Sect, but the disciples from Heavenly Sect were numerous and resisting was still difficult, let alone getting time to help Lin Mo.
"Master." Yingzi glanced at Lin Mo from the corner of her eye, biting her thin lips hard, her sword light dancing, decapitating two heads of Heavenly Sect disciples.
Xia Mengdie released magic with both hands, freezing three people into ice sculptures.
Lin Mo stood in the distance, his black hair flying with the wind, his whole body shrouded in bloody light, looking like a demon that had walked from Hell to the human world.
The bloody moonlight, like invisible shackles, bound his body and Spiritual Energy, and was continuously absorbing his power.
The middle-aged man from Red Moon Sect let out a long breath, finally showing a hint of a smile on his face, "Master Fu Jun, Elder Huo, this child will definitely die today, dying under my Red Moon Sect's Blood Moon Mirror is also his fortune."
Master Fu Jun and True Fire Sect elder both remained silent, looking at him with a somewhat strange gaze.
After all, this Blood Moon Mirror was something of the Demon Clan, and Red Moon Sect had not actually destroyed it.
"Crack!"
Just when the faces of Red Moon Sect disciples showed a relieved expression, suddenly a slight cracking sound emerged.
"Uncle Master, take a look..." a Red Moon Sect Disciple said in horror.
The Red Moon Sect elder lifted his head, his pupils dilated, as he saw a very fine crack appear on the surface of the Blood Moon Mirror.
"What, what is happening?"
An expression of disbelief spread across the elder's face.
This Blood Moon Mirror was a spoils of war obtained during a battle between the Red Moon Sect and the members of the Demon Clan, possessing immense power but also filled with an evil essence.
Master Fu Jun was also stunned for a moment and his face finally showed a slight change of color.
The power contained within the Blood Moon Mirror, even for him, only carried a 50% certainty of breaking the curse from the mirror.
"Crack!"
Then, another crack appeared on the Blood Moon Mirror, and this time it was longer by several inches.
Lin Mo held the Xuanyuan Sword, lifted his head, and let out a loud roar. Two needle-tip-sized purple flames burned in his eyes, as he appeared very much like a Demon Lord descending upon the human realm.
"There is nothing in this world that can bind me."
Lin Mo clenched his fist, the thick, blood-colored light that covered his body receded like tides, and finally, the Blood Moon Mirror lost its glow and fell to the ground.
"How is this possible, it can't be." The elder of the Red Moon Sect, looking at the Blood Moon Mirror that had fallen, revealed a face filled with panic and fear.
Lin Mo, holding the Xuanyuan Sword, drew a string of blurred figures and instantly broke the sound barrier to appear right in front of the Red Moon Sect elder, his lips curling into a cold arc, "With just these skills, you think you can kill me?"
"I am an elder of the Red Moon Sect, you wouldn't dare to kill me!"
The elder from the Red Moon Sect, frightened, his pupils contracted sharply as he hastily stepped back.
Master Fu Jun shouted, "Lin Tanyu, stop now and perhaps we can still spare you."
"You would spare me? And use the Snow Fairy as a key to open the gates of Immortal City? If I were to lose the person I love, then for me, a long life would be like a bitter ocean, losing all meaning,"
Lin Mo said with a cold laugh.
Master Fu Jun's gaze turned icy as he ordered, "White Tiger Dharma King, Mystic Turtle Hermit, let's all strike together and eliminate this demon."
Two cultivators, one standing on the Mystic Turtle and the other riding the White Tiger, locked eyes and finally launched their attack.
Lin Mo, smiling, swung his sword down, splitting the Red Moon Sect Master in two, along with his Divine Soul, extinguished between heaven and earth.
Master Fu Jun, Elder of the True Fire Sect, and two cultivators riding mystical beasts joined the fight.
"Lin Tanyu, breaking free from the control of the Blood Moon Mirror must have depleted a lot of your Spiritual Energy and stamina. You're already at the end of your rope," Master Fu Jun said, continuously controlling his Flying Sword to attack, his mouth twisted into a sneaky curve.
A huge dark cloud gathered overhead in the Lobu Lake skies, slowly swirled, and the roar of thunder resounded.
Sand and rocks flew erratically, exhibiting a violent uproar.
Facing several acknowledged masters, plus just having broken free from the bonds of the Blood Moon Mirror, Lin Mo indeed had exhausted a significant amount of stamina and Spiritual Energy and had already sustained some injuries.
Blood soaked through his garments, but Lin Mo's face always bore unyielding battle will, facing the combined forces with a somber, heart-stirring atmosphere.
Sima Zining's eyes turned red, tears fell uncontrollably like broken pearls, rolling down her fair cheeks.