Yingzi and Lu Xing walked to Lin Mo's left and right as the group approached the Mountain Gate, only to see the sect's ancestors and the black-clothed elder among others, along with a tall, muscular freak who was furiously pounding the Mountain Protection Array's barrier with fists as large as sandbags. "Ah, have you thought it through and decided to vacate the Star Sect's residence? It might be too late now.
The ancestor coldly chuckled upon seeing everyone come out again, his eyes twinkling with a hint of excitement, "With so many Magic Users like you, if all were killed and refined into Corpse Masters, our Puppet Corpse Sect's strength would greatly increase."
"I am the Sect Leader of Star Sect, I am not here to surrender, but to fight," Lin Mo said indifferently.
After saying this, Lin Mo turned his head and looked at Elder Cheng Ying, "Elder Cheng Ying, I have successfully passed your assessment. I should be the Sect Leader of Star Sect now, right?"
Unexpectedly, Lin Mo would ask such a question at this time. Cheng Ying was momentarily stunned, then immediately gave a salute, "I have seen the Sect Leader."
"I have seen the Sect Leader," Qiu Xingjian saluted.
"I have seen the Sect Leader!"
Dong Xiangyun, Xiao Xing, and others also saluted in succession.
The ancestor furrowed his brows and stared at Lin Mo, "Is Star Sect out of people? Letting a youngster be your Sect Leader, sending him out to die?"
"We'll see if it's to die soon."
Lin Mo said indifferently, and then stepped out of the Array's range, while the others remained within it.
"Good, since you dare to come out to die, let me make you my Corpse Master's dinner," the ancestor cruelly laughed.
Lin Mo looked at the Top-grade Corpse Demon, who in terms of height and physique, was much larger than him, just like an adult standing next to a child.
"Kill him," the ancestor commanded.
The Top-grade Corpse Demon stopped hitting the Mountain Protection Array and turned his blood-red eyes to Lin Mo, clenching his fist and fiercely smashing it over, with the sharp Fist Wind emitting a piercing sound.
Inside the Starry Sky Tower, Lin Mo had been tormented for over a dozen days, his heart already filled with enormous effort. Faced with such a punch from the Top-grade Corpse Demon, which could probably flatten a tank, Lin Mo stood still as a rock, unmoved.
"Snap!"
Just as the Top-grade Corpse Demon's fist came smashing, Lin Mo extended his right palm to cover his front, catching the Corpse Demon's fist in his palm, producing a dull sound.
At the same time, Lin Mo's body slightly sank downward, yet he didn't sway at all.
Not only the ancestor and Puppet Corpse Sect were stunned, even the Star Sect members were gaping, looking at him as if seeing a ghost.
They had experienced the strength of the Top-grade Corpse Demon, and even powerful Magic Users could only trap and defeat him using magic, no one dared to take one of his punches with their body.
"The strength is good, but it's still a bit weak," Lin Mo said indifferently, shaking his head, then suddenly kicked the Corpse Demon's chest.
The opponent shot backward like a cannonball, smashing the trees and metal behind him, retreating a hundred meters and leaving a long clear 'mark' before finally standing upright.
"Impossible, with the strength of the Top-grade Corpse Demon, even a Breaking Martial Tank would not be afraid, and it rivals a Super Martial Artist, how could you?" The ancestor stared wide-eyed, disbelievingly looking at Lin Mo.
Lin Mo had no interest in answering him. He had been dormant for too long and needed to unleash his power. Coming out of seclusion, he found a free punching bag—how could he not be excited? His body flickered, leaving an afterimage as he appeared once again in front of the Top-grade Corpse Demon.
He clenched his fist and pulled his elbow back, then suddenly punched the Top-grade Corpse Demon in the chest.
"Boom!"
It was like a cannonball had struck, dust billowing at the spot and the ground shaking. A circle of yellow dust spread outward from the center, and the surrounding trees were uprooted and fell to the ground.
"He didn't use magic; is this purely physical strength?" Cheng Ying was dumbstruck.
Everyone from the Star Sect was in a state of extreme shock, while the members of the Puppet Corpse Sect turned pale.
Lin Mo's punch had driven the Top-grade Corpse Demon directly into the ground, embedding it in the dirt with a concaved chest. However, the Top-grade Corpse Demon, lacking any sense of pain, fixed its redder eyes on Lin Mo.
Suddenly, the Top-grade Corpse Demon shot out of the ground and threw a punch at Lin Mo.
Lin Mo scoffed coldly. As his fist struck out, it collided with the other's fist, instantly causing the Top-grade Corpse Demon's arm to snap. The figure was once again sent flying backward.
Lin Mo and the Top-grade Corpse Demon virtually became two shadows, like humanoid violence machines, traipsing recklessly through the forest, toppling every tree in their path. But clearly, the Top-grade Corpse Demon was just a punching bag hung by Lin Mo.
"So strong," Xiao Haiyang muttered, his eyes wide.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a figure smashed into the ground before the elder, creating a large crater—it was his Top-grade Corpse Demon, now unrecognizable, its bones and muscles pulverized into a mushy mess.
Slowly, Lin Mo approached from a distance, adjusting his sleeves and shaking his head, "I haven't had enough yet."
"Do you want to try?" Lin Mo looked at the elder, cracking a smile that revealed his bright white teeth.
The Top-grade Corpse Demon was being hung and beaten by Lin Mo; collectively, they likely weren't a match for him.
"Mercy, my lord..." the elder dropped to his knees with a thud, not even having the courage to resist.
His Top-grade Corpse Demon wasn't afraid of cannonballs, yet it was treated like Lin Mo's personal punching bag. He wasn't a fool; if he didn't kneel and admit his fault now, he might not even get the chance to escape.
Lin Mo pinched a spell and directly struck the foreheads of the elder and the elder from the Black Clothes Society. A bead of bright red Essence Blood surfaced from their foreheads and flew into his palm.
"I can kill you with a single thought now; don't even think about running," Lin Mo said coolly.
Both the elder and the elder from the Black Clothes Society froze momentarily, and somewhere in their minds, they felt as though their lives were in Lin Mo's hands. With just one thought from him, both could be obliterated.
However, what astonished both of them was that they had never seen such an evil and strange magic. Unless the opponent's power was far superior to theirs, one could wield such magic to hold another's life and death in their hands.
"Bring them in; I have some questions!" Lin Mo's gaze was indifferent as he spoke.
"Yes, Sect Leader," Cheng Ying bowed. With the lives and deaths of the elder and the Black-clothed Elder controlled by Lin Mo, the Star Sect naturally didn't need to fear, and Cheng Ying's admiration for Lin Mo grew even further. After all, Lin Mo had saved the Star Sect.