This slash... it was incredibly stunning. Although it was just the first slash of the Netherworld Eight Slashes, the murderous intent contained within that slash... Even a martial artist within the Understanding Heart Realm would have absolutely no power to resist it.

Nonetheless, this slash was akin to an ornament to the Realm Spirit.

Chu Mo didn't even see how the Realm Spirit had moved before it had dodged this spectacular slash.

Not only did it dodge the attack, but it managed to rush in front of Chu Mo!

Then.

The Realm Spirit raised its hand and slammed it directly onto Chu Mo's forehead.

The ordinary palm strike seemed unimpressive apart from its speed, which was so fast that it was impossible to react to it in time. There were no other aspects that were adequately praiseworthy.

At least, compared to the palm techniques that Chu Mo had seen before, this palm strike of the Realm Spirit... was absolutely pathetic.

Yet... this simple palm strike shattered Chu Mo's skull!

Chu Mo could even clearly hear the sound of his skull shattering. The chilling feeling and the helplessness facing death gave Chu Mo a sense of despair.

He died once again!

In the past, when he was hunted down, he had many times teetered on the edge of life and death, but that was just the edge... It was entirely different from truly experiencing death.

Although he had "died" once before, "killed" by Qi Xiaoyu's sword.

But at that time, Chu Mo felt no fear, as under extreme despair, using his head to crash into Qi Xiaoyu's sword merely brought a little pain.

However, that pain was nowhere near as excruciating as the pain in his heart!

This time... it was different!

In the face of this palm strike by the Realm Spirit, Chu Mo had absolutely no power to resist!

Chu Mo didn't know how long he was dead for. Anyway, when he opened his eyes, he found himself still in the same place.

The Realm Spirit was standing there, quietly looking at him.

Chu Mo felt his mind a bit chaotic. He looked at the Realm Spirit, knowing he had just been killed by it, but his memory... seemed to have a gap.

"Feeling at a loss, knowing you've just died once, but somewhat unable to believe it?" the Realm Spirit said with a faint smile.

Chu Mo nodded honestly, his gaze towards the Realm Spirit filled with disbelief.

"The taste of that death... wasn't pleasant, was it?" the Realm Spirit asked once again.

Chu Mo continued to nod honestly, thinking to himself, 'it's strange if it's comfortable, you should try it and see how it feels'.

"It's okay, let's continue," said the Realm Spirit.

Chu Mo gritted his teeth, swung out the Heaven Slaying in his hand.

Again came the first stroke of the Netherworld Eight Slashes: "Soul Seizure!"

Chu Mo roared. He couldn't believe that his most potent strike would be completely ineffective.

The fact also proved that it was indeed entirely ineffective.

Realm Spirit's figure, like a ghost, avoided his deadly blow, and then appeared in front of him.

It was still a palm strike!

And again, his skull shattered!

Chu Mo died once more.

And quickly, he came back to life once again.

With the corner of Chu Mo's mouth twitching, he looked at the Realm Spirit and asked, "Is your realm truly the Stone Gold Realm?"

The Realm Spirit said calmly, "I believe, I have no reason to deceive you."

Chu Mo thought it over and felt that it was indeed the case; the Realm Spirit didn't have a reason to deceive him.

"So… why can't my strongest blow work on you at all? Why are you so fast, leaving me incapable of evading?" Chu Mo asked, looking at the Realm Spirit.

"Keep fighting, you will understand!" The Realm Spirit didn't answer Chu Mo's question, instead, with a somewhat provocative look, said to Chu Mo, "If you can beat me, I will offer you a significant opportunity, which determines the time you become stronger!"

Chu Mo, driven to madness, rushed up immediately.

This time, Chu Mo didn't use the Heaven Slaying, he directly activated Phantom Gale Step, punching the Realm Spirit with a vicious fist.

The Man Fist from the Three Talents Boxing Technique…

The so-called Man Fist... although it seemed to consist ofjust one move, it encompassed millions of changes!

Although Chu Mo has already comprehended the essence of the Man Fist, he still hasn't fully mastered it.

Even so, Chu Mo's fist... was still a force to be reckoned with!

However, all this was to no avail.

Chu Mo, once again, died in the hands of the Realm Spirit.

It's still that same palm, still hovering above Chu Mo's forehead.

Chu Mo, who had resurrected again, felt very suffocated. He had died a few times and had quickly realized that the Realm Spirit had not deceived him at all.

It indeed was the Gold-Stone Realm.

However, the Realm Spirit's Gold-Stone Realm wasn't just at its peak, but it was in a perfect state!

It had exploited every potential of the Gold-Stone Realm.

Prior to this, Chu Mo never cared about opponents in the same realm. With his current realm, he could already slay a martial artist in the Understanding Heart Realm!

What was the Gold-Stone Realm to him?

Yet, the Realm Spirit taught him a lesson.

The lesson made Chu Mo understand what a real strong person is!

The same Gold-Stone Realm could bring out strength beyond Chu Mo's imagination; The same Gold-Stone Realm could keep a flawless record against him!

Now, the score is four to zero, and it's about to be five to zero soon.

Three Talents Boxing Technique, Thousand Heavy Hands, Illusionary Wind Steps… Naturally, it includes the first of the Soul Seizure of the Eight Blades of Netherworld.

In order to defeat the Realm Spirit, Chu Mo has almost used all the skills he had up his sleeves.

However, it didn't change the fact that he was being killed instantaneously!

Chu Mo's wild stubbornness... At this time, was thoroughly stimulated.

In this world, you can get used to many things, but death... You can never get used to it!

The worst part is, each death feels different, except one thing.

Boundless darkness, endless fear, helpless weakness...

But these... Are not the reasons for Chu Mo to give up. Since he learned about Qi Xiaoyu's dilemma, he vowed in his heart that he would find the Elf Clan, find Xiaoyu, and... protect her!

Bang!

Chu Mo's figure was once again blasted backward, transforming into a flash of light, vanishing into the air.

This was already Chu Mo's fifty-sixth "death".

However, this time, Chu Mo only exploded after exchanging more than twenty rounds with the Realm Spirit, his chest blown apart, moving towards his fifty-seventh death...

The look of ease on the face of the Realm Spirit had completely vanished.

Becaused just in a few short days, Chu Mo's strength had incredibly grown to such an extent.

This was simply astonishing!

Through combat, the Realm Spirit had also figured out the techniques Chu Mo was good at.

At the time, the Realm Spirit thought he had seen through this little guy, but he never expected... Chu Mo's learning ability and understanding ability were so formidable!

Not inferior to the girl with the 'One and only Seven-orifice Heart in the Elf body, unmatched throughout ten thousand ages'!

"Sure enough, the young miss's bloodline... Is the strongest in this world!" The Realm Spirit looked at Chu Mo, who had once again appeared before him, with a cold face and full of murderous intent, muttering in his heart.

"Very good, but still not enough!" The Realm Spirit coldly looked at Chu Mo, and said in a deep voice, "The techniques you cultivate are powerful. They carry a momentum of moving forward fearlessly, looking down upon the world, and can destroy everything. Even if a mountain, no, even a star stands in your way, you would cleave it with one strike, smash it with one punch. This is good, but you should know, a well, you cannot topple over, because it is rooted in the earth!"

"A well...rooted in the earth?" Chu Mo stood there rigid, as if struck by lightning. His eyes first showed confusion, then...illumination.

He bowed to the Realm Spirit, "Thank you, I understand now!"

With that, Chu Mo made his move.

Swipe!

A dazzling brilliant light suddenly lit up!

A human head flew high into the air!

Chu Mo stood there with a blank face, foolishly watching the headless body of the Realm Spirit fall to the ground, dissolve into a rain of light and disappear, completely dumbfounded, "Did I finally win?"

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It's not just an ordinary tragedy, I was supposed to be home today. The plane was at eight in the morning. People should know about Beijing's traffic, it's terrible. So, I had to leave at five in the morning and got to the airport at seven. Everything, from getting my ticket to going through security, was in such a rush, but luckily I made it.

In the end, the flight information kept displaying a delayed status. Only until twelve noon did the airport inform us: the flight is cancelled...

I almost lost my mind. I came out from security check, then had to reschedule, and then took a taxi back to the city, only to get stuck in traffic.

By the time I got back to the hotel, it was already past two in the afternoon...

I was completely exhausted. I fell onto the bed and slept till seven. When I woke up I felt dizzy, I almost forgot where I was.

After washing my face, I started to write, forgive me for not being able to write quickly anymore.

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